Would You Rather: A College Romance (Campus Games Book 3)
Would You Rather (Campus Games Book 3): Chapter 27

Still hate me?

Hearing those words spill from Madeline’s mouth hits me with desire and absolute fucking joy within me. How long have I waited for this moment? To hear her admit she wants me, that she needs me.

It takes everything in me to pull away from her when the door opens, and more people start to leave, flooding the hotel lobby. My eyes flash to the empty elevator, and my brows furrow. There’s no way Madeline will get on it, at least not without a distraction.

She’s still staring up at me, those gorgeous red lips smudged from my kisses. I want another taste. Fuck. I grab her by her waist, and lift her up, throwing her over my shoulder. A squeal escapes her lips, but I don’t give her time to think, rushing us into the elevator before the doors close.

“What—” she says before a gasp comes out of her lips. “Why are we in an elevator?”

“Because the thought of spending the next twenty minutes climbing the stairs and not being able to kiss you sounds like torture.”

“Lucas.” Her voice wobbles, and my heart tugs.

“Hey, it’s going to be okay,” I coax her, running my hands all over her back. “I promise, Madeline. Just focus on me, okay? We’re almost there. Just keep listening to my voice.”

Her breathing slows, and a few seconds later, the doors open, and I rush out of them, heading to our room.

When I drop Madeline to her feet, she lets out a yelp that brings a smile out of me. I can’t wait to find out what other sounds she makes.

I pull the keycard out of my pocket, dying to get inside. The green light comes on, and I let out a breath, pushing open the door, and once we’re inside, I’m back on her again, pinning her against the door while my lips explore every inch of this gorgeous girl that I can’t stop thinking about.

I grip her waist and pull her into me, sealing my lips over hers. She opens up for me, letting our tongues move together, and the sounds that come out of her send jolts of lust straight to my cock.

“I’ve wanted you for so fucking long,” I admit, kissing down her jaw, her neck, letting out a groan when I smell that perfume again. “That scent,” I mumble against her skin. She tilts her head back, letting out a soft, breathy whimper that does nothing to ease the ache of being so fucking hard. “It’s ingrained in my mind. I thought about this so many times. About you.”

“You have?” she asks with a soft moan.

“Are you kidding?” I pull back to look into those eyes. Fuck, I never knew brown eyes could be so beautiful until I saw hers. “There hasn’t been a day where you haven’t invaded my mind.” I lean in and press my lips against hers. “All of my thoughts are consumed by you.”

Her eyes blaze with heat, and her hands lift to run across my chest. I’m thrown back to this morning when she thought I was asleep as she trailed her fingertips all over my skin. “God,” she groans. “Who knew you were so hot?”

I chuckle, leaving soft kisses across her face until I land on her lips. “A lot of people,” I hum against her skin. “You included. Do you think I didn’t see all those times you were checking me out?” I ask her, my hands itching to take off this dress and see what lies beneath it. “I was looking right back at you.”

My hands drop to the hem of her dress, slowly lifting the material, my palms running over her soft thighs. “Turn around, Madeline.” My voice is unrecognizable, filled with lust for this girl, and she obeys, turning until she places her hands on the door. I reach for her zipper and start pulling it down, revealing her gorgeous skin that I can’t wait to kiss. There won’t be an inch of her body that my lips haven’t been on.

I push the material off until it drops to the ground, and she’s left in a matching pair of red panties. A groan builds in my throat when I see her, and she looks behind her shoulder, right at me, as she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth.

“You were wearing this the whole time?” I ask her, running my hands over the lace fabric covering her ass.

She lets out a moan as a response which makes my cock twitch. I lean down and press my lips on her shoulder. “Did you think anything was going to happen?” I ask her, pressing my hard length against her.

She lets out a harsh breath and shakes her head. “Part of me hoped so, though.”

I smile, spinning her around to face me. “Me too,” I admit, gripping the back of her neck and bringing her forehead to mine. “It was agony watching you across the room the whole night.” I shake my head against hers and pull back to look into her eyes. “Every other guy had their eyes on you in there. It took everything in me not to punch every single one.”

“They’re your friends,” she says with a little smile that lets me know she likes when I get jealous.

I kiss her again. I can’t seem to stop. “Not when they have their eyes on what’s mine.”

The corner of her lips tips up into a smirk. “I’m yours now?” she asks.

“I want you to be,” I tell her, kissing her neck, pressing my lips all over her skin, all the way down, until I meet the top of her breasts, covered by that tempting red lace. “I sure as fuck belong to no one else but you.”

She closes her eyes, a gorgeous smile on her face. “I like the sound of that,” she says. A sweet moan escapes her when I kiss over the lace, pulling her hard nipple into my mouth. “I don’t want to wait any longer.”

“You’re too impatient.” I grip her waist and push her toward the bed. “I’ve wanted this for way too long. There’s no way I’m rushing.” I press my lips against hers and reluctantly pull back. “Lie back, princesa.”

She visibly shivers, dropping down onto the bed.

I grin, staring down at her. Fuck. She is the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. “You like that nickname now, huh?” I ask her.

“No.” It comes out all breathy, which has me laughing as I lean down.

I nip at her bottom lip and hum. I can’t get enough of this woman. “Liar,” I whisper. “You love it. I can tell from the way your heart’s beating so fast right now, and those big brown eyes?” I make a point to stare at them. “They give you away every time.” I grin, brushing my thumb over her cheek. “You love when I call you my princess, don’t you?”

Her eyes narrow. “I hate you,” she grunts out.

Some people would take that as an offense, but I know that what she really means is that I’m right.

I want to take my time. I appreciate having her here, wanting me to touch her, to kiss her, but I can’t wait any longer. I don’t waste any time leaning down to kiss her breasts, tugging and sucking on them.

She tips her head back, soft whimpers leaving her pretty little lips. Fuck, her noises make me so fucking hard.

“Still hate me?” I murmur, flicking my tongue over her hard nipples covered by the lace fabric.

She releases a heavy breath, arching into me. “Yes.”

“Mmm.” I tease her with the tip of my tongue, wanting to wrap my mouth around her. “It doesn’t look like you hate me.”

“I’m a good actress.”

I lift my head. “Yeah, you are,” I tell her, lifting her chin with my hand. “But I know you. I know that hate is the furthest thing you feel for me. I know how bad you want me right now.” She whimpers, and I take pity on her, pulling her bra off until her breasts spill free.

“Fuck, Madeline.” I lean down and wrap my mouth around the hard bud, letting out a groan when I suck her into my mouth. I’m ninety percent sure this isn’t a dream, but if it is, please don’t let me wake up from it. “God, your skin is so soft,” I murmur, my hands running over her stomach. “How are you so soft?”

“Lotion.”

I look up at her, and her lips are curved in a smirk. I tug at her nipple with my teeth, and she gasps, tipping her head back. “I didn’t actually need an answer.”

“It seemed – like – you were genuinely curious,” she says, her words coming out between breaths when I twirl my tongue around her nipple. “Mmm,” she moans. “I really like that.”

“Yeah?” I let my lips fall down her body, kissing all over her stomach. “I bet you’ll like this even more,” I tell her, kissing all the way down until I reach her panties. I start to pull them off her, but when she sits up on the bed, I stop and look up at her.

“You don’t need to do that,” she says, looking embarrassed all of a sudden.

My brows tug together as I rest my hands on her thighs. “You don’t like it?”

She looks to the side and lets out a sigh. “It doesn’t work for me,” she says.

My jaw clenches, my body going red hot at the thought of any guy who came before me, who saw her like this, and who let her believe she couldn’t come from oral. “Who the hell said that?”

She shakes her head, looking back at me. “It doesn’t matter,” she says. “It just takes too long, and I know most guys don’t like that.”

Fucking pathetic. Whoever made her believe she wasn’t worth the time it took to bring her pleasure was a pathetic boy. I lean down and press my lips against her open thighs. “I’ve been wanting to do this to you for a long time,” I tell her, teasing her with just the press of my lips against her soft inner thigh. “The thought of eating your pussy makes me so fucking hard it aches. But if you really don’t want me to, just say the word.” I lift my head to make sure she hears me. “I’ll listen to you. Every time.”

Her lips part, and I can tell she loves the idea of me between her thighs, but she doesn’t say anything, so I press my lips against her thighs again. “Do you want me to stop?” I ask her.

She lets out another desperate whimper and shakes her head, pulling her bottom lip between her teeth.

I smile, fucking ravenous for a taste of her. “Good girl. Just hold on, baby. Pull my hair if you need to, scream down this whole hotel, but don’t you dare tell me it takes too long.” I pull down her panties and fling them across the room, staring at her bare pussy in front of me. My cock twitches, and I feel a spurt of pre cum in my boxers. Fuck, I’m so close to coming without her ever even touching me. “I’ll stay here all night between your legs if need be.” I grip her thighs and spread her wider. “I just want to make you feel good.”

She lets out a breath and falls back onto the bed, her gorgeous body twitching, moaning when the first lash of my tongue hits her. I lick up the sides, teasing her, before I flick her clit with the tip of my tongue, savoring every inch of her pussy.

It isn’t long until her hand reaches out and grips onto my hair. A moan rips from my throat. “That’s it. Grab on while I eat this pretty little pussy.”

She lets out another sweet little cry and lifts her hips. “God, that feels so good.”

Takes her too long, my ass. I haven’t even had my fill of her, and she’s already right there. Her pussy spills with hot liquid from her arousal, coating my tongue.

I grip her thighs, spreading her out even wider, and dive in, French kissing her pussy like a man starved. “Você me enlouquece,” I murmur against her. You drive me crazy. “Fuck, you taste so good.” I lap up at her entrance, tasting how wet she’s gotten. “I’d gladly survive on the taste of your pussy alone.”

A moan escapes her, turning into a sharp gasp when I plunge my tongue in her tight entrance. Can’t fucking wait to feel her tighten around my cock. She bumps her hips over my tongue, and I can tell she’s right on the edge. “Fuck yes. Grind on my face, Madeline. Let me taste your cum.”

My words throw her straight over the edge, and more hot liquid pours out of her, onto my tongue. The taste of her makes me into an animal, groaning as I lap her up. She throws her head back and lets out an anguished moan, her hand tightening on my hair as she comes all over my tongue.

She twitches and moans so fucking beautifully until her orgasm starts to ease away, and her breathing returns to normal. I pull back, in complete awe of her, unable to stop the grin forming on my face, as I wipe my mouth with the back of my hand.

“Holy fuck,” I murmur, lifting off my knees to cover her body with mine. Her eyes open a fraction, and all I can see in them is pure lust. And exhaustion from the orgasm. “That was so fucking hot.” I grab her face and cover my lips with hers, letting her taste how sweet her pussy is. Her hand curls around the back of my neck, and she lifts her hips, grinding on my hard cock.

I groan at the feel of her and pull back. Her eyes drift down at the bulge in my pants, and she grinds her bare pussy on me again. “I need you inside me.”

I curse, closing my eyes. Her words make another bead of precum spill from the tip of my dick. “Jesus, Mads.” I need her, too, so fucking badly. I lift myself up and grip her jaw, rubbing my thumb over her bottom lip. “You want it? Take off my belt.”

She shivers before her scarlet-painted fingertips grasp my belt, working it off. Her eyes lift, looking up at me as she unbuttons my pants and pulls them down my legs and off. I see her throat bob with a swallow as her hands grip at my boxers, looking up at me.

“Take it off, princesa. Show me how much you want me.”

Her lips part with a shaky exhale, and she pulls my boxers down, my dick bobbing free. Her eyes widen when she sees it, and she pulls her bottom lip between her teeth, her eyes locked on my erection.

I’m not prepared for when her soft hand wraps around my cock, and she slowly strokes me. I tilt my head back on a moan at the feel of her finally touching me. “God, please don’t stop touching me.”

When I feel a soft, wet tongue lapping at the tip, I almost come on the spot, my eyes snapping open. Her pretty eyes widen when she flicks my dick with the tip of her tongue, doing it again and again like I’m a fucking ice cream cone.

“Fuck,” I groan, brushing her hair back so I can see her face. “Wrap those pretty red lips around my cock.”

She obeys my command, taking the first inch into her mouth. I let out a deep groan, the visual of it too much to bear. Those plump red lips I love so much wrap around me, and she gives it a tentative suck, making my balls tighten.

“That’s it,” I coax her, loving how she feeds more of me into her soft, wet mouth. “You look so fucking pretty taking my cock in your mouth.”

She closes her eyes, shivering from the praise. I love how she’s getting lost in the moment, but I need her to look at me. “Open your eyes,” I urge, brushing my thumb over her cheek. “Look at me while you suck my cock, Madeline.” She takes me deeper, and I let out a grunt. “Yes,” I breathe out. “Take me to the back of your throat.”

She shuffles closer, moving me in and out of her mouth, taking me an inch closer every time until I’m so deep she gags, tears brimming her eyes. Jolts of pleasure curl up my spine, and I have the urge to close my eyes and just feel, but I can’t. I need to look at her. I need to have my eyes on her to know that it’s her – Madeline – that has her mouth on my dick.

“Move your hand, baby. Up and down, just like that.” She strokes, sucks, and moans around my cock, the vibrations making my balls tingle with the knowing signs of a release.

“Fuck yes. That’s so good.” I groan when she hums again and squeeze my eyes. Shit. Shit. Shit. I’m way too close. When my eyes open again, the sight of her almost takes me out, so I pull out of her warm, wet mouth.

She licks her lips, tasting me on them. “Was that good?” she asks.

Good? I shake my head, unable to form the words, and lean down to kiss her hard and bruising instead. “That was perfect. But as much as I love your hot mouth,” I tug on her bottom lip with my teeth. “I need to be inside you.” Reaching for my pants, I dig into the pocket and grab the condom James gave me earlier, dying to feel her.

She eyes me, raising an eyebrow at the condom in my hand. “Did you expect this to happen?” she asks.

I let out a laugh, ripping it open. “Honestly?” I shrug. “Didn’t think it would in a million years,” I admit. “But James seemed to believe otherwise.” I let out a scoff. “Thank fuck for him.”

With a seductive playfulness, she bites her lip and gazes at me with a mischievous spark in her eyes. “I would have let you fuck me raw.”

She wipes the air clean out of my lungs. “Jesus,” I grunt. “You’re not serious.”

She nods, her hands running over her body until her thumb swipes over her nipple. “I haven’t been with anyone in a really long time,” she says. “I want you. I want to feel you. Every hard inch of you.” Holy shit. I shake my head, unable to say anything. She tilts her head. “You don’t want to?” she asks.

Of course, I want to. “Don’t ask me questions right now,” I plead. “I can’t think straight when you look like that.” A groan escapes my lips when I wrap a hand around my cock, and give it a stroke. “What about birth control?” I ask her.

“I’ve been on the pill for as long as I can remember,” she says, her seductive smile making me rock hard.

Fuck.

“But you can pull out,” she says. “Just in case.”

I shake my head. I don’t think I can. Not when she’s everything I’ve ever wanted, and I’m about to be inside of her for the first time. But fuck, I want to feel her bare pussy around my cock so bad, more than anything I’ve ever wanted. “You want that?” I ask her again.

She nods. “I want it. I don’t want anything between us.”

I shake my head, stretching over her body, and lean down to press my lips against hers. “Neither do I.” I swipe my tongue over her lips, and she opens up for me, wrapping her arms around my neck.

She feels so perfect against me. This is what has been missing from my life. Her. Us. I pull back and line up against her entrance. She’s soaked, dripping down her thighs from the orgasm I gave her, and I can’t wait to feel her.

When I start to push inside her, she tenses, strangling my cock inside her. “Oh fuck,” I moan at the feel of her tight walls. She lets out a pained whimper when I try to push in again. “I need you to relax, Mads.” I press my forehead against hers. “I’m not even halfway in yet.”

She moans, shivering against me, and lets out a breath, melting into my arms. She relaxes enough for me to push inside, thrusting slowly until she can take all of me. “Just breathe, princesa,” I whisper against her lips. “Let me in, baby. You feel so good.”

She tilts her head back and whimpers, bumping her hips to meet me. She wants me just as bad, but she needs to relax. I pull out and thrust back in slowly. “It’s too much. You’re too big,” she whimpers.

Jesus. I squeeze my eyes closed, pleading with myself to have some self-control. “Breathe,” I tell her. “Let me take care of you.”

She lets out another shaky exhale, and I push inside the last few inches, bringing out a sweet little cry from her. Fuck. Being inside her all the way is too much for me to handle. “I’m so close,” she gasps, blinding my eyes with pleasure. I swear I could come from just her voice alone. “Please, Lucas. I’m almost there. I need you.” She attempts to move her hips, fucking herself on my cock with a needy moan.

I can’t hold back any longer. I pull out of her and thrust back into her warm heat, her tight, wet pussy gripping me inside of her. “Fuck, Madeline,” I grunt, the sounds in this room absolutely filthy. “You’re taking every inch so fucking well.” I push back into her, in and out, until she’s a whimpering mess, throwing her head back in pleasure.

“You like how I fuck you?” I ask, nipping at her bottom lip. “Trying to push me away, making me think you hated me when all you needed was a little attention, huh, princesa?” I take hold of her hands and pin them up against the mattress above her head. She lets out another urgent cry. “Use your words. Tell me how much you love my cock in your tight pussy.”

“Oh god,” she moans, closing her eyes. “Yes,” she says, breathless from my cock tunneling into her.

“Yes, what?” I urge, interlacing our fingers together. “Words, Madeline. Or did I fuck every thought out of your pretty little head?”

She presses her lips together, silencing a moan, and I narrow my eyes at her. “Let me hear you.” Her eyes snap open, and her mouth forms a cute little O as I fuck into her. “I don’t want you to be quiet. I want to hear every filthy moan from your lips.” I lean down and kiss her. “Scream if you have to. Let everyone in this hotel know who’s fucking you.”

“Lucas!” she screams when I thrust harder. “Fuck yes. Right there.”

Beads of sweat form on my forehead. Fuck, I’m close. And so is Madeline by the moans spilling out of her. “Squeeze yourself around me,” I tell her, wanting to feel her come on my cock before I explode. She tightens her pussy over my cock, gripping me inside her. The groan I let out is urgent, needy for her. “Fuck, that’s it.”

“Lucas,” she moans, my cock twitching inside her at the sound of my name on her lips. “I’m gonna—”

“Come, Madeline.” I let go of her hands and grip her hips, thrusting deeper into her. “Let go. Just let go.”

She squeezes her eyes closed, and her body shakes as her orgasm tumbles out of her, flooding my cock with her cum. I groan into the crook of her neck, feeling her strangle my dick inside her. Jesus, I’m going to come. I breathe hard, begging myself to have some control. Just a little longer. I need this feeling a little longer.

A grunt escapes me at the sight of Madeline drowning in pleasure. “Fuck, Mads, you look so good when you lose control.” I thrust a few more times, squeezing my eyes closed, but when her pussy flutters around me again, I can’t hold it any longer. “Shit.” I pull out of her warmth and fist my cock over her stomach, painting her with my cum.

Her eyes widen at the mess I left on her skin before she swipes a finger across her stomach and sucks me off her finger.

She smirks when she swallows me down and I can’t help but grin as I look down at her. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

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