Mateo was waiting for me outside the arena, a sheepish look on his face. I grin, launching myself at him. My legs wrap around his waist and his hands went to my ass, gripping it so I wouldn’t fall. I squeaked in surprise, causing him to drop me. “I didn’t mean to...I wasn’t trying to...” He was as red as a tomato.
I smirked, “You trying to cop a feel?” He stammered an apology then turned on his heels, almost speed walking away from me. I laughed, only for him to turn back around and hold his hand out to me, avoiding eye contact. I grabbed it pulling myself up. “Such a gentleman. What are you doing here?” He didn’t answer, apparently still too horrified to speak to me.
We walked to the dorms in silence, and from the blush on his face the entire time I could tell he was thinking about what happened. “Hey I was just joking, you know that right?” He nodded, still not looking at me. I grabbed his arm, pulling him to a stop. “Mateo.”
He stiffens, finally facing me. “I’m sorry.”
I cocked my head at him. “It’s fine, not like you smacked it.” I joke.
He coughs, dragging his hand down his face. “God you’re going to be the death of me.” He mumbles, grabbing my hand pulling me into a walk. My grin was so wide I thought my lips were going to split.
When we get to the dorms I’m not ready to part with him. “Want to check out my room?” His cheeks turn a light shade of pink, I smirk. “Not like that you dirty dog.” Not waiting for his answer, I pull him through the front doors.
“Catalina!” Matt walks up to me, pulling me in a rough hug. “I’m so glad you’re still alive.”
I snort in his chest. “Was I meant to die today?”
“You can’t shift and played in the war games, I thought for sure you were going to die.” He pulls back, noticing the male behind me. “Mateo?” He squints. “It is you! What’s going on here?”
I step back from him, my back accidentally pressing into Mateo’s chest. Didn’t realize he was so close to me, but damn he felt good. I pressed more into him, looking up at a confused Matt. “We’re going to my room.” Someone wolf whistles. Looking around Matt I spot Zach on the couch grinning. I roll my eyes, boys. Brushing pass him we continue to the stairs.
“Use a condom!” One of them shout after us. Now it was my turn to blush. I didn’t dare look back at Mateo.
I shoved him into my room, locking the door behind us. “Wolves are such animals.” I chuckle nervously. He clears his throat, looking around my bare room. “I didn’t have time to pack anything before I was forced here.” I explained taking a seat on the bed, patting the space next to me.
He sits down next to me, leaving a wide space between us. I click my tongue, something inside of me whining at the distance. I wanted to be closer. No, I needed to be closer.
Without thinking I stand up, moving until I was standing in front of him. Then gracefully plopped down on his lap.
He chuckles, arm wrapping around my waist. “You’re very bold.” He mumbles, tucking my head under his chin. I shrug. “It’s nice.”
I inhale his scent of mango’s and books, causing a fluttering in my chest. My hand reached up into his fiery red hair, wrapping a few stands around my fingers. It was silky smooth, like I knew it would be. My gaze dropped to his lips. I so desperately wanted a taste. Was it too soon? Will he avoid me if I pressed my lips to his? I debated my options, wondering if I should push him for more or just accept our friendship.
He releases a sigh, and I decide to just go for it. Tilting my head, I press my lips to his. He stiffens, and I fear I may have crossed a line. But then his arm tightens and he relaxes, working his mouth against mine.
Fireworks explod across my mouth, sparks shooting through my body as I press closer. He lifts me, angling my body so I was straddling him. I lick his bottom lip, wanting to taste him. His lips part and I slip my tongue, exploring his mouth with a desperation that surprised us both. It’s like I couldn’t get enough of him.
Our breaths mixed together as one. I moaned, grinding my hips into him. I was hot, something clawed at me to be free and claim him. Because he was mine.
The possessive thought didn’t frighten me, it felt right. From the moment I met him there was this connection between us. And now, I felt that connection getting stronger, forming together in some kind of bond. I didn’t understand it, but I knew he was mine. He was made for me, and I him.
Pushing gently on his shoulders, I break the kiss, sliding down his body. Crouching between his legs on the floor, I worked on the buttons of his jeans. He watched me, a cloud of lust in his hooded eyes.
Freeing him from his jeans, I wrap my hand around his erection. He moans, a flush taking over his features. He was hot in my hands, and thick.
Not wasting anymore time, I dip my head, taking him into my mouth. I moaned around his length, he was fucking huge. My little nerd had the dick of a porn star.
The taste of his pre-cum coated the back of my tongue, and I sucked hungrily.
My head bobbed up and down between his legs as I tried to take all of him. He hit the back of my throat and I swallowed, earning a satisfying sound from him.
The part I couldn’t get in my mouth, my hand pumped furiously. I swirled, nipped, and sucked my heart out. Bringing him to the edge. He swelled in my mouth, fingers griping my hair. His release shot out in large spurts, coating the back of my throat. I sucked him dry, making sure to get every drop. He tasted like heaven.
I released him from my mouth with a loud plop. Standing, I started stripping out of my clothes. His eyes watching my every move. He moved further up the bed when I tossed my panties to the side. I now stood completely naked in front of him. His eyes take in my body with admiration and lust. “You’re beautiful,” He choked out, blushing. “Come here.”
I climb up his body, trapping his cock between my legs. He was hard once again. I leaned forward, capturing his mouth with mine. His hand went to my hair, the other around my waist. Kissing him was like breathing life into me. I moaned, grinding my sleek heat against him, coating him in my wetness. He broke the kiss, breathing heavily. “I need to be in you.” He spoke with confidence, but the slight red tint to his ears gave away how nervous he was.
I nodded sitting straight. Lifting my hips I reached between us, grabbing and guiding him to my hungry cunt. When I felt him at my entrance, I sunk down slowly, gaspiu at the feel of him. He was stretching me almost painfully.
His hands grabbed my hips, a look of concern in his eyes. I smiled reassuringly at him, sinking fully down. I waited, getting adjusted to his size. When I was comfortable, I rotated my hips. Both of us moaning in pleasure. “You’re so wet for me.” He grunted, lifting his hips. I moaned as he went deeper. Placing my hands on his chest, I leaned forward sliding up his length. When I felt the tip of him, I slammed back down. Repeating the motion over and over. My walls clenched around him and I knew I was close.
He grabbed my waist, slamming his hips up into me. He bottomed out inside of me, roaring his release. I came soon after, soaking his cock in my juices.
Between us a long red cord snapped into place, the ends connected where our hearts were. I watched in amazement until it disappeared, falling onto his chest.
He was breathing just as hard as I was. My eyes fluttered closed to sound of his breathing.