Nate Bridges has just made a big mistake. He has just taken Shawna Prescott’s virginity. She is not the kind of girl a jock goes for. His memories are the only thing he can have, and it has to be enough. He can’t have her.
Shawna is not going to tell anyone about her night with Nate. It was just one night, and she never has to speak to him again.
But when Shawna’s mother and Nate’s father reveal they are dating, trying to avoid Nate becomes useless. Nate and Shawna are now living together, and by some strange twist of fate, they find comfort in each other. With college around the corner, and their parents together, Nate and Shawna can either remain a secret, or tell their parents the truth.
How do they even feel for each other? Nate has never been in love before, and Shawna doesn’t know what love is. Is there a way for them to stay together after high school?
Nate didn’t know what happened to his careful planning, or why his dick was starting to harden, and all of his promises were out of the fucking window. He was not supposed to find Shawna attractive, nor was he meant to try to goad her into a reaction.
“Put your hands away,” she said, stepping down until she was a little shorter than he was. “Not going to happen, and you need to stop bringing it up before someone else hears you.”
“You won’t be the first girl I’ve screwed.”
She rolled her eyes, and he found her enthralling. It was like he’d never noticed her before, and now he couldn’t get enough. She wasn’t like any of the other girls he’d been with. Shawna wasn’t trying to impress him, or gain his attention. She wasn’t even trying to cause any trouble at school. Nothing had changed, apart from his weird obsession when it came to staring at her. Yeah, he didn’t know where that had come from, only that it had happened.
“And I bet I won’t be your last. I saw Amanda all over you. You’ll have a new girl by the end of the week.” She patted his chest, and before she could pull away, he locked his fingers around her wrist, stopping her from pulling away from him. “Let go.”
“No. You don’t want me to let go. I bet you’re already soaking wet for me.” He couldn’t help it. Staring into her brown eyes, he watched as they dilated, and with just a glance down at her body, he saw that her nipples were rock hard.
He was a guy, a teenager, and all he thought about was sex, and more sex. Right now, he’d gladly bend her over the stairs and screw her brains out. All day in school, he’d noticed her, and each time he remembered the cry of her release, the way her nails sank into his back as he filled her.
Stepping closer, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. Resting his hand on the base of her back, he inhaled her subtle perfume.
She pressed her hands against his chest. “You really need to let me go.”
“Or maybe I should do what I’ve been thinking about all day.” Moving her toward the wall, he slammed his lips down on hers, and did what he’d been wanting to do. He pressed his dick against her soft stomach, and caught her hands, holding them up above her head. Biting at her lip, he plundered her mouth and tasted her once again.