ROMANCE: SPORTS ROMANCE: Double Blindside (Bad Boy College Football Romance) (New Adult College Alpha Male Sports Romance) by Carly White
Authors: Carly White
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long enough to know that is not true.”
She laughed and tossed her blonde hair. “True. So what are you wearing?”
I looked at her lost, not sure what to wear. My default outfit was jeans and a shirt with some sort of overcoat. Not so sexy and for one night, I liked the idea of being looked at like a sex object. I know that it is silly, but every woman wants to feel desired once and a while, even me, the girl studying and going to bed at ten thirty to wake up refreshed. I had, I was sad to say, only had two hangovers my whole four year stay and that fact alone made me rethink the college experience.
“I don’t know. Pick something out for me.”
“Yeah right. You would not wear what I would pick out.”
“I will, I promise.”
I swallowed hard, unsure why I had just promised that. Looking at what she was wearing at the moment, I worried with what she was going to pick. She had a devious look in her eyes that did nothing to qualm my fears.
“I have just the thing.” She dove head first into my closet and after a few minutes emerged from the piled up mess with a slip. I looked at her like she was crazy. Surely she did not think that I was going to leave the house in that?
“You have got to be kidding me.”
“What? Seriously I have three just like it in different colors. The green is going to make your eyes pop. Wear it with those black heels you have with the strappy backs and no one will be able to resist you. Not even golden boy.”
I looked at the dress. It wasn’t really a slip, but it might as well have been. The material was so thin and flimsy under my fingers. After a second of debate, I huffed and took off the clothes I had on. When I started to pull it over my head with my bra and panties on, Ashlea stopped me.
“No honey. You need to wear it without a bra. You don’t want your strap showing do you?”
I looked at her incredulously. Surely my nipples not showing were more important, but she did not seem to agree. “Your tits are fabulous and huge. I don’t know why you don’t show them things off.”
“Because I have been worried about studies, not men.”
“I mean come on. It is not like you are a virgin or something.”
It was true, I wasn’t. I had had sex years ago after prom with a guy I thought I loved. Of course it turned out the love was just lust and once he had what he wanted, he was on to the next conquest. I of course was devastated and promised myself that I would not do that to myself again. Four years later, I hadn’t, though I started to really wonder what all the fuss was about. It didn’t feel all that good, even when it stopped hurting, so I decided that I wouldn’t waste my time being obsessed with the opposite sex, even though some guys were harder than others to forget about.
“I know Ashlea. But don’t you ever want it to be special with someone. Someone that you actually love or hell, even like?”
The blonde shook her head. She was not there yet. Ashlea was worried about getting off and she liked having a man around, whether she liked him or not. It was better than being alone, she always told me.
“Whatever Sue. I just want a nut most of the time. You look into it too much. It is just sex.
***
Her words swirled in my brain as I waited alone for him to pick me up. He had insisted on coming to get me instead of meeting him somewhere. I knew that he was trying to look like a sweet guy, but in reality, he just wanted to show off his sports car. It was a nice car, a red Charger, but it was not as impressive as he would like to think. Shaking my thoughts, I wondered why I had even agreed if I felt like his true intentions were so wrong. Was it because I really did like him or that I really wanted the naughty things that I had heard about in the rumors? Either way, I was out of time to mull the situation because I heard him knocking at the front door.
Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and smiled. “Hey Axl.”
Axl’s eyes widened and for that
She laughed and tossed her blonde hair. “True. So what are you wearing?”
I looked at her lost, not sure what to wear. My default outfit was jeans and a shirt with some sort of overcoat. Not so sexy and for one night, I liked the idea of being looked at like a sex object. I know that it is silly, but every woman wants to feel desired once and a while, even me, the girl studying and going to bed at ten thirty to wake up refreshed. I had, I was sad to say, only had two hangovers my whole four year stay and that fact alone made me rethink the college experience.
“I don’t know. Pick something out for me.”
“Yeah right. You would not wear what I would pick out.”
“I will, I promise.”
I swallowed hard, unsure why I had just promised that. Looking at what she was wearing at the moment, I worried with what she was going to pick. She had a devious look in her eyes that did nothing to qualm my fears.
“I have just the thing.” She dove head first into my closet and after a few minutes emerged from the piled up mess with a slip. I looked at her like she was crazy. Surely she did not think that I was going to leave the house in that?
“You have got to be kidding me.”
“What? Seriously I have three just like it in different colors. The green is going to make your eyes pop. Wear it with those black heels you have with the strappy backs and no one will be able to resist you. Not even golden boy.”
I looked at the dress. It wasn’t really a slip, but it might as well have been. The material was so thin and flimsy under my fingers. After a second of debate, I huffed and took off the clothes I had on. When I started to pull it over my head with my bra and panties on, Ashlea stopped me.
“No honey. You need to wear it without a bra. You don’t want your strap showing do you?”
I looked at her incredulously. Surely my nipples not showing were more important, but she did not seem to agree. “Your tits are fabulous and huge. I don’t know why you don’t show them things off.”
“Because I have been worried about studies, not men.”
“I mean come on. It is not like you are a virgin or something.”
It was true, I wasn’t. I had had sex years ago after prom with a guy I thought I loved. Of course it turned out the love was just lust and once he had what he wanted, he was on to the next conquest. I of course was devastated and promised myself that I would not do that to myself again. Four years later, I hadn’t, though I started to really wonder what all the fuss was about. It didn’t feel all that good, even when it stopped hurting, so I decided that I wouldn’t waste my time being obsessed with the opposite sex, even though some guys were harder than others to forget about.
“I know Ashlea. But don’t you ever want it to be special with someone. Someone that you actually love or hell, even like?”
The blonde shook her head. She was not there yet. Ashlea was worried about getting off and she liked having a man around, whether she liked him or not. It was better than being alone, she always told me.
“Whatever Sue. I just want a nut most of the time. You look into it too much. It is just sex.
***
Her words swirled in my brain as I waited alone for him to pick me up. He had insisted on coming to get me instead of meeting him somewhere. I knew that he was trying to look like a sweet guy, but in reality, he just wanted to show off his sports car. It was a nice car, a red Charger, but it was not as impressive as he would like to think. Shaking my thoughts, I wondered why I had even agreed if I felt like his true intentions were so wrong. Was it because I really did like him or that I really wanted the naughty things that I had heard about in the rumors? Either way, I was out of time to mull the situation because I heard him knocking at the front door.
Taking a deep breath, I opened the door and smiled. “Hey Axl.”
Axl’s eyes widened and for that
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