Burning Attraction (19 page)

             
School started back up yesterday, and on my Monday classes I only have one class with Aubrey, but it's also shared with Mason. Today I only have one class, but it lasts three hours and I'm not happy about that. I'd rather have three one hour classes, but I'll make do of course. I walk into my Advanced General Sociology class and get ready for a long lecture and syllabus. This class is mostly for juniors and seniors, but because of my major and grade point average I managed to get into it. The worst part is I don't know anyone, so I walk towards the back of the room.

             
While waiting for the room to fill up, I doodle on a sheet of white paper. The chair next to me pulls out so I look up to see Pierce occupying it. Seriously? Oh. My. God! I can't get a break, ever. "What you scribbling? Mrs. Avery Manning?" he jokes.

             
I don't laugh, nope, instead I just glare at him. Why would he sit next to me? Why would he say something like that to me? And why on earth do I have to share this ridiculous three hour course with him? Karma. That’s it, this is my karma. Like I haven't received enough! "Funny," I say sarcastically.

             
He chuckles and my insides flip around. His laugh is deep and husky, reminding me of his moans in the bedroom. I don't dare look at him, because I'm not sure if I can handle it. I never had any feelings towards Pierce, besides a massive sexual appetite, and although the sex with Avery is perfection at its best, what I shared with Pierce was intense. I continue to doodle on my paper, nothing specific, just whatever comes to mind. Pierce is leaning forward watching me intently. "What is that supposed to be?"

             
"Nothing," I mutter.

             
"You mad I sat next to you?"

             
I actually dare myself to look at him. His grey eyes are searing into me, and I have to count down from ten so that my insides settle down. "Yeah," I breathe out.

             
His grin turns into a full blown smile, showing me his pearly white teeth. He needs to stop that! I cannot sit here two days a week, three hours each time, if this is how it's going to be. He is too gorgeous for his own good, and it scares me. I have to squeeze my legs together because just being in his proximity turns me on. And I can't help but be a bitch to him, which is a mistake each time, because it turns the both of us on. I turn my head again, towards my paper, but I can't even concentrate enough to scribble down anything. Pierce leans in, way too close to my ear, "good."

             
As my insides flop around, I almost feel nauseous. I just got Avery a few days ago, I'm not losing him. I can't let Pierce get to me like this. I look at him, giving him the sternest look I possibly can. "Pierce, you can sit next to me, but you need to know right now that Avery and I are official, and I won't ruin that. I already ruined it once by sleeping with you, I can't do it a second time. So please, let’s just, let’s not do this, whatever this is."

             
"Don't worry Rosie, I just like taunting you," he says, clearly amused.

             
"Thanks," I mumble out. I return to my paper but can't think of anything to draw, so I close my notebook and wait for the professor to finish passing out our syllabi.

             
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Over the course of the next month, I'm right in bliss with my life. For the first time since starting school, everything just pulls together smoothly. I continue my kick boxing and at least once a week Carson joins me. I finally formally meet his girlfriend and she is perfect for him, and I couldn't be happier for them. Pierce and I have our class every Tuesday and Thursday, but he respects my relationship with Avery and doesn't push the limits... much. Sometimes I have to remind him, but for the most part we've actually become good friends. Except, I don't mention that part to Avery, I just told him we have class together. He doesn't even know we even sit next to each other, but I think it's best to keep it that way.

             
Avery brings me out to dinner or movies or random, fun places every so often. On our one month anniversary last week he brought me to Legoland, which was just as fun as Sea World. Sometimes I feel like a little kid with him, other days I feel like I'm thirty, but I enjoy it all. We are a match made for one another.

             
Tomorrow is my nineteenth birthday, and Carson talked to his frat brothers about having a party at their house. They agreed it could be, even though a few of them are still skeptical of me after I kissed Avery at the fight. But since Carson has decided to forgive me, so has the rest of them, I guess. I want to look beautiful for my party, so Aubrey and I have decided to have a day of shopping and salon time.

             
I walk out of the dressing room in the miniskirt dress that Aubrey picked out for me. It's black and neon green with a pink thread, which will cause me to stick out from any crowd. It's one shouldered and skin tight. Even though it isn't something I would ever pick out for myself, I absolutely love it. Aubrey seems to as well, as she looks me up in down with approving eyes. "Hell yeah! It's perfect. Now we need to find you some hot pink heels."

             
My eyes widen. "That’s pushing it."

             
Aubrey laughs at me, "oh stop it. You need to stand out. And in that, you're going to be looking like sex in a dress. I'm finding you some and you’re wearing them, no arguing. I'll buy them, happy birthday!"

             
I can't help but laugh and tell her okay. When we're cashing out from the store I see that Aubrey not only found heels that yell out '
fuck me now'
but she also got a silver tiara that looks very expensive. I don't argue with her, because I know she would just be annoyed with me and would purchase them anyways. I'll wear them with pride tomorrow, just for her.

             
At the salon, I have them add more hi-lights to my hair, adding in a few blonder ones as well. Avery tells me over and over how much he highly approves of my new hairdo, and I want to keep up with it. I'd do anything to look sexy for my man. After my hair is finished, Aubrey and I get acrylic nails. Since I'm being spontaneous with the dress and heels, I decide for my nails to match. The tips of my fingers are neon green, except for my thumb tips which are bright pink, and my ring fingers are solid in the same color pink. The manicurist tells me this is the "hip" way of doing nails, so I let her at it. They actually come out awesome and I'm excited by the results.

             
When we finally arrive home, I'm ready for food and movies. Aubrey agrees, so I grab all our take out menus and sort through them, trying to figure out what I want to eat. Her phone rings the same time I'm preparing to call my favorite Sushi restaurant. "Hey baby .... Yeah, we just got home. Trying to figure out what to eat. How about you? ... Oh really? ... Yeah, that sounds perfect ... Okay, see you guys then." She gets off the phone grinning, "the boys are bringing us dinner."

             
"It better be sushi, I have a craving," I laugh out. Then I walk down the hall to my room so I can throw on some yoga pants. I'm glad I don't have to feel dressed up every time I'm around Avery, in fact, he encourages me to dress as comfortable as possible, saying I look sexier that way. Not that I believe him, but it does make me feel better about myself, so I guess that is all that matters.

             
Nearly an hour later the boys show up, but it's not sushi. Instead it's a mixture of Thai and Chinese food, which is just as delicious, and my mouth is watering as they set out all the take out containers. We sit at the table while we chat, and its moments like this I'm thankful my best friend and I could find best friends to date. Two amazing, wonderful guys. We all may bicker with one another, but that just makes us all stronger in the end.

             
"Oh my God, so you two should see what Cassie here has chosen to wear for her party tomorrow," Aubrey announces with excitement.

             
Avery eyes me. "Oh yeah? Am I gonna be fighting dudes off you all night?"

             
"Hell yeah," I say, laughing, "I'm going to look hot."

             
"Hey!" Avery throws a piece of fried wonton at me. I pick it up and toss it back at him. We both laugh, but my laughter ends when I get chow mein thrown in my hair.

             
"You ass! I just went to the salon today!"

             
Avery just laughs harder, clearly amused by my anger. Although, I'm not really angry, I'm just playing around with him. "You did? I was wondering what happened. You should have made them wax that stash."

             
I grab everything left on my plate and chuck it at Avery. "Take that back! I do not have a mustache." I put my fingers to my lips just to check, but there is no hair there. I've never had hair there. Everyone at the table is laughing except me. Even Avery is laughing, even though he is covered in sauces and foods.

             
He slides out of his chair and I mildly panic. I stand up to run, but he grabs me before I have a chance to go anywhere. His face is covered, so I squeal out when he presses his lips to mine. I can't help but laugh now. "Gross, get off me," I tell him, playfully pushing him away.

             
Aubrey tosses an egg roll at my head, and I whip it around to glare at her. "Sorry," she shrugs innocently.

             
Mason picks up a pile of noodles, "I'm not," then throws them at me.

             
"Why are all you picking on me? This isn't fair!" Avery reaches to the table and grabs some more noodles and shoves them in my mouth as I'm talking. I spit them back out in reaction and they land in Avery's face. We're all laughing so hard now as a war of food just explodes in our kitchen.

             
Pretty soon we are all covered in food, as well as the table, floor and walls. I'm the worse though. "It's my birthday tomorrow, so I get to shower first while all you little fuckers clean up," I say with a bright, smug smile.

             
"Mason and Aubrey got that, I'm joining you to make sure all the food is out of your, uh, hair," Avery says with a mischievous grin.

             
I run down the hall away from him but he chases after me, and makes it to the bathroom door the same time as me. He picks me up, throwing me over his shoulder. "Let me down Avery!" I slap his butt but he just laughs at me, not listening to my order.

             
He starts the shower with me still over his shoulder. "Keep slapping my butt Angel and you're going to get it!" I whack his butt even harder and he growls. "That's it!" He lays me down in the ice cold shower, still fully dressed.

             
I squeal out, "what the hell? This is so cold!"

             
Avery throws his head back, laughing even harder at me. I stand up as he gets undressed in front of me, and I turn the water warmer, then strip out of my clothes, chucking each piece at Avery.

             
After our shower, and the two rounds of mind blowing sex in there, Avery and I go to my room to relax. I throw on an oversized tee shirt and Avery just slips his boxer briefs back on, then we lay together in my bed. I turn the TV on, and there is some romantic movie playing. I don't change it, in fact, I turn the volume up, knowing Avery hates sappy movies. "You would keep it on this," he says.

             
"Sure would." I smile but don't look at him. I see him stare at me from the corner of my eye, silently laughing.

             
"I have a birthday present for you. Well, it's a mix of birthday and Valentine's Day. I just can't give it to you until next weekend."

             
My gaze turns towards his when those words leave his mouth. "Then why did you tell me?"

             
Avery kisses my pouted lips. "Well, I was going to tell you what it is. It's nothing too fancy but I rented the Presidential Suite at the Courtyard downtown, from Friday night until Sunday morning for the two of us. I booked us a couple’s massage at a salon on Saturday that is down the road. I'm hoping that’s the only time we leave the room. I want to have a romantic weekend away with you. But if you tell anyone I'm being romantic and sappy, I may have to punish you."

             
Giggling lightly at his threat, I also smile as big as I ever have. My cheeks actually hurt from how big my smile is. That is the best present I could ever ask for. "Oh my God, that is perfect! Thank you Avery." I kiss his lips, and instantly our tongues swap into each other’s mouths.

             
I straddle over his waist, and since I don't have anything on besides my shirt, he is nearly inside me. The only thing stopping him is his boxer briefs. His erection grows underneath me and I grind into him, moaning in his mouth. I lift my butt up enough for Avery to pull his briefs down, then I slowly slide down Avery's exceptionally large cock. He pulls my shirt off and throws it on the floor, his hands immediately massaging at my breasts as they bounce. I put a finger in my mouth to wet it, and start rubbing circles on my clit, as I slide up and down on top of Avery.