Tutoring the Player (Campus Wallflowers #1)(60)

He sits up and kisses me. “Doing okay?”

“Divine.” My muscles contract around him, and he lets out a guttural groan.

“Good.” He smacks my ass lightly before he lies back. “Have your dirty way with me, sweet Daisy.”

His hands take their place back at my hips, and ever so lightly, he sets the rhythm. Up and down over his thick length. Bliss hangs above me so close I can taste it, but I don’t want this to be over.

Jordan must have the same thought because he wraps an arm around my waist and turns us, so he’s on top. The playful softness of his face is gone and is replaced with a hard set of his jaw and cheekbones that look like they could cut glass.

He reaches between us to touch me. My legs spread open, and he sinks one finger in and then two. He removes them, and the head of his dick takes their place. I inhale, filling my lungs with air and holding it until he’s deep inside.

“Sweet, sweet Daisy,” he murmurs against my lips.

“I’m not that sweet.”

“You are,” he insists. “And it’s the hottest fucking thing.”

Then he crushes his mouth down on mine. Our tongues tangle with our groans. Each thrust is harder, more urgent. He kisses down my neck and latches on to my candy necklace, eating them one by one as he drives into me.

My want is a frantic, tangible thing. I cling to him, urging him impossibly faster and harder until every nerve ending explodes.

As I clench and pulse around him, he finds his own bliss. His hips slow, and his lips move along my skin. “Sweet Daisy. So fucking sweet.”





My chin rests on Jordan’s chest, and his fingers absently graze up and down my spine.

“Tell me again why we haven’t been doing that every time you’ve been up here?”

He smiles lazily at me. He’s tired. I guess he did play a hockey game tonight.

I sit up. “We might need to start our study sessions a little earlier if they’re going to end like this. Speaking of, are you going to need my help again this semester?”

“That’s a hard offer to turn down.”

Happiness stretches through my limbs that he wants to spend more time together. “Thank god you needed a tutor.”

He stills underneath me.

“I just mean this probably wouldn’t have happened otherwise.”

“I know what you meant.” He clears his throat and rolls to his side. “I need to tell you something.”

My heart squeezes in my chest. Tonight has been perfect. I know that sex doesn’t necessarily mean anything else will change between us. I prepared myself for this.

“Tell me what?”

“Before we started studying together—” He stops, and his jaw works back and forth. “Remember how I told you to ask out Liam?”

“Yeah.”

“You were into him, and I didn’t want you to go out with him.”

It’s an unexpected thrill to think that Jordan was interested in me before I even realized it.

“You didn’t?” I smile.

“No, I saw you in that sexy red dress and lost my mind, but I—” He sighs. “Fuck, I don’t know how to say this.”

It hits me slowly but doesn’t strike me with as much disappointment as I thought it would. He liked me, but it didn’t stop him from hooking up with other people during that time. I assumed it but never would have asked. I can hardly blame him when I spent those first weeks still crushing on his roommate.

“I don’t care about any of that,” I say in a rush before he can confess names or numbers. God, I don’t even want to think about how many.

“You don’t?” His brows pinch together.

“No. How could I? I know you, and I know you don’t really do the girlfriend thing. I’m not expecting this to change that.” It’s all true, but I hope he’ll tell me I’m wrong.

He doesn’t. His mouth opens and closes. Finally, he nods.

“Just promise me one thing.”

“What’s that?” His eyes continue to narrow as he studies me carefully.

“No hooking up with other people as long as this is going on. We can be casual, but I need it to at least be exclusive from here on out. I will not be very sweet if I think about you hooking up with other people.”

He chuckles softly. “Me either.”

“So exclusive?” I don’t wait for his answer. “If you’re not okay with that, then we’ll just call tonight one amazing night together. But also, we should do it again if this is a unicorn night.”

“I’m good with that.” His playful smirk and tone return. He yanks me back on top of him. “And we’re absolutely going to do it again.”





25





DAISY





Staring in the mirror the following day, I smile at my puffy lips and the colorful dots around my neck from the candy necklace I still haven’t taken off. The flimsy elastic strand is mostly empty. I find a pink circle and bring it to my mouth—the sugary-sweet taste dances on my tongue.

I spend a long time in the shower, enjoying the hot spray against my sore muscles. The hockey team has another game this afternoon, and after, Jordan invited me to come to a party at his teammate’s apartment. I skip my Valley U T-shirt in favor of a dress and boots. I even curl my hair. I’m excited to go out with Jordan. Hanging out with him makes me feel like I belong in a way I never have before.