The unexpected

Chapter fifty three: Single doesnt last long

"What are you doing?" He asks annoyed.

"Waiting for Derek, isn't it obvious?" I laugh a little and so does Derek.

"Whatever." He rolls his eyes and storms out. Well, okay then.

"You didn't have to wait for me. But, I appreciate the gesture. So thanks." A deep slightly husky voice says and I turn in the direction of it. It's Derek's voice. I never expected him to sound like that.

"Uh, you're welcome. I'm Kylie." I awkwardly add the last part.

"And you know my name." He licks his lips and looks down at me.

"Let's go." I suggest and he nods following me out.

"So, how tall are you?" I ask looking up at him.

"Last time I checked I was . . . 6'6?" He answers more like a question.

"Damn. Are you still growing?"

"Unfortunately, yes."

"Why's that unfortunate?"

"It's a little annoying having to duck every time you go in or out of a door. And it's not the coolest feeling having everyone stare up at you." He shrugs.

"Aw, you poor baby!" I rub his shoulder and playfully pout.

"I gotta run, bye." He waves and so do I. He's so adorable.

"Catch up with you later?" I desperately ask. He nods confirming before walking off.

*end of the day*

Derek walks up to me smiling a little. I smile back.

"Hello, beautiful." He grabs my hand and begins swinging our arms back and forth.

"Hi, stupid." I laugh.

"It's ironic how true that actually is." He continues our little joke. Suddenly Drew comes out of no where. His eyes narrow at Derek and he pulls me away ripping my arm out of Derek's. He pulls me to where Sydney talked to me this morning.

"Can you not?" He angrily asks nostrils flared.

"What are you talki-"

"Talking to him! You know I don't like him! Just stop, okay?!" He shouts at me.

"Since when did you become my dad?!" I shout back. He just pushes me against the wall and slams his lips into mine. It surprisingly relaxes me. His tongue tries to push it's way in my mouth but I keep my lips pursed. He tries again but I refuse. He finally gives up and pulls away. His lips gently press to my neck leaving kisses everywhere.

"I love it when you shout at me." He whispers his voice husky and his accent thicker.

"W-what do you m-mean?" I stutter turning to jelly from his actions.

"It's so sexy." He tells me nibbling on my earlobe and breathing heavily.

"Does it turn you on?" I ask my voice a little stronger.

"A lot." He presses his lips to my neck again sucking now, "will you let me kiss you now?"

"Yes." I breathe shakily. His lips meet mine again and I on instinct part my lips letting him in. His tongue slides in and one hand cups my face while the other squeezes my waist. My hands pull his hair earning a groan from the back of his throat. I buck my hips into his and feel him rise on my upper thigh. He pulls away gasping for air and he leans on the wall adjacent to me.

"Someone's eager." I joke.

"You have no . . Idea." He gulps trying to contain himself,

"I should go see if Derek's still here." I push myself off the wall. He just rolls his eyes still trying to catch his breath. I walk off and look for him. Nope, he's gone. Campus is just about empty. Almost everyone's gone.

"Can we go?" Drew asks from behind me.

"Sure." I shrug and follow him to his car.

**

We get in the frat house and he grabs my hand and pulls me up the stairs to his room. He pulls me in his room and closes and locks his door. He peels his shirt off. He pushes me back on his bed and climbs on top of me. His lips meet mine and his hands go under my shirt rubbing circles on my waist with his thumbs. His hands come from beneath my shirt and he starts to lift it up. I pull away so he can. After a few minutes of more hardcore making out I feel his fingers undo my black belt. I let him. Then he fumbles with the button of my skinny maroon jeans. My hand flies down and grabs his hand. He pulls away.

"What's wrong?" He asks breathlessly.

"We're not doing this." I say breathing unevenly.

"Please." He begs pouting.

"Are you seriously begging me to have sex with you?"

"Kylie, come on."

"No. We aren't even together. You're doing this out of jealousy. To claim me which is dumb so the answer is no. We are not having sex."

"Ever?" His brows raise.

"Not today." I assure him half heartedly. He nods and rolls off.

"Can we back together?" He abruptly asks.

"If you behave." I tell him.

"No promises." I see him smirk out the corner of my eye. I roll my eyes and climb on top of him. I lean down and attach our lips. My tongue slides in his mouth and fights for dominance. I win. His hands grasp my waist and I pull away resting my forehead on his.

"Hands off it." I take his hands off and begin to kiss his neck. He shivers from pleasure when I suck. His hands fist the sheets as he struggles not to lose it. I lick the new sore skin and he arches his back which encourages me to go on. I move my lips to the other side of his neck; I kiss down his collarbone. I slide my hands down his bare chest to the waist band of his jeans. I undo the button and slip my hand in and begin palming him. He sucks in a breath and bites his lip trying to stay quiet. I squeeze a little and he lets out a small whimper.

"You like that?" I tease tracing circles on his little friend. When he nods I realize I wanna pump him. Hard. I sit up to pull down his jeans a little more. I take down the boxers a little too. A loud moan escapes his lips when I grab him. Wow. I forgot how big he is. The biggest I've seen.

"Shh." I tell him giving him a quick peck on the lips. I pump his dick as hard as I feel pleasure a little myself.

"Mm." He hums trying to form a sentence but failing miserably. I pull up his boxers and jeans and try to fasten his button again but it won't work. The button won't fasten over his erection. Oops. Haha.

"I'm do-" before I can finish he flips us over and pins me with his body. His lips crash onto mine hungrily. He presses his hips to mine and his hands roam my body. He pulls away for a second and slams his lips into mine even harder showing his burst of eagerness. I refuse to go all the way. A loud knock on his door interrupts us.

"Are you two done yet? Drew, I need a ride." Jake's annoying voice says. Drew does nothing he keeps kissing me like he didn't hear jake. Though I know he did. I dig my nails in his back wanting him closer. I swear it's like he can't get close enough.

"Drew!!" Jake yells through the door. Again it's like nothing happened.

"Drew. If you don't get your horny ass out here I'm gonna fuck your sexy chick next time I see her. Harder than you ever could. I'm gonna fuck her brains out." Gabe's voice threatens. Drew detaches our lips and whispers a quick 'be right back' before climbing off and getting dressed. He pulls on some dark blue converse and an oversized pull over to hide his unbutton-able jeans. He smiles and leaves the room closing and locking the door behind him. I can't help but worry. Look what happened last time he said that. Just breathe. Only, when I try to calm down it makes me more anxious. Just then Drew sends me a text saying . .

'B there soon. Don't worry, I'll be fine. Xx' thank god.