BROKEN AND SCREWED(Broken_Part One)(53)

And then we were on his floor. We walked together to his room. My palms were starting to sweat again. I felt breathless. The door opened and we were inside. I placed my bag down, but then I was pulled back. Jesse pushed me against the wall. I had a second to glimpse the lust on his face. And then his mouth crashed down on mine and I wrapped myself around him.


CHAPTER THIRTEEN

We had fallen asleep when sudden pounding on the door woke us up. Jesse jerked upright, startled. I flipped to my back and grabbed the blanket to cover me. He grimaced when someone yelled through the door, “Hunt, come on! We’re f*cking waiting for your ass.”
When the unmistakable click of his lock sounded, we both threw ourselves into motion. I grabbed the rest of the blankets and pulled them over my head as Jesse threw himself on the ground for his clothes. Then the door opened and I cringed. It sounded like more than one guy entered the room. One of them grumbled, “What the hell, Jesse? You take a nap or something?”
“Uh, Reed…” a guy cleared his throat.
“Oh, shit!”
“Stop,” Jesse barked the last one.
And then there was silence, interrupted by someone snickering, but I let out a breath of relief when I heard all of them leave again. It was so silent for a second until something landed next to me, but I didn’t make a move. No way. I was sure it was a trick.
“You can come out,” Jesse said flatly. “They’re outside now.”
I poked my head out from the blankets. He grinned at me as he was zipping up his jeans, a Grant West University sports blazer on top. Then he disappeared into the bathroom and I heard water running.
I exhaled. Holy smokes. When the realization of what had almost happened settled over me, my arms shook a little. I couldn’t believe a bunch of Jesse’s teammates had almost seen me naked, and in his bed. Well, they did see me in bed, but not the naked part. And I was hoping Cord and his two friends wouldn’t put two and two together, but who was I kidding?
Jesse came back out, a slight whiff of outdoor cologne clung to him; his hair glistening with gel.
Oh dear goodness. I swallowed over a very dry throat again. I was reminded how dangerously attractive he could be at times. And now, with his angular cheekbones, his glossy black hair, the scent of pine trees, and how his blazer molded perfectly from his broad shoulders to his trim waist… I had to hold onto the bed so I didn’t pull him back down.
I wanted to, almost too much now. I licked my lips at the lustful thoughts that swirled in my head.
He flashed me a grin before he tossed the same key card from before at me. It landed beside the pile of clothes he had tossed earlier. “I’d invite you to come with, but it’s a team thing.”
I flashed him a look. Like I would want to have breakfast with all those guys, knowing they knew what I’d been doing an hour before.
“So,” my voice was so husky. I flushed in embarrassment.
Jesse smirked now.
I tried to clear my throat. “What are you doing for the day?” It didn’t work.
He dropped his arms to his sides and straightened from the wall. Then he stalked towards me. I swallowed over the huge lump in my throat. My lips were dry again. He got closer. Oh goodness. No one should look that lethal in only jeans and a blazer. Slowly, so slowly, he leaned down so his face was inches from mine. Both of his hands rested on the bed on either side of me and he held himself there. His lips brushed against mine as he spoke, “Lots and lots of sex.”            
My heart was pounding.
“Really?” I squeaked out.
Then his lips moved into a perfect smile. “What are you doing today?”
“Wha—” But I stopped. I reached up and took hold of the back of his hair.