Page 73 of Ruthless Ambition
Her dorm room was compact, neat, and although in a block of other rooms, she and her roommate had separate rooms. There were many rooms where the beds, desks, and everything were in one big room, but maybe it was because they were juniors, they had been lucky in gaining some semblance of privacy.
There was a kitchenette, a couch, two desks, and a TV in the main area, and three doors that led off of it.
“Bathroom?” I asked as I pointed at one door.
“Yes,” Angel nodded as she nervously twisted her hands. “Do you, um, need?”
“No.” We stood staring at each other, and she looked lost. “Do you want me to go?”
“No!” Angel let out a nervous laugh when she realized how loud her protest had been. “Water, you wanted water. I have it.”
I watched her hurry to a small fridge tucked in the corner and grab two bottles of water. She opened one, but in her haste to open it and tear the cap off, she squeezed the bottle, and she poured half of it over herself. “Shit, that’s cold.”
Fighting my grin, I moved in behind her as she hurriedly wiped her dress down with a cloth.
“You seem edgy,” I whispered in her ear. “Can I help you with that?”
“Um . . .” Her breath caught as my hand slipped over her hip and trailed slowly to the center of her stomach, where she held the cloth to her wet dress. Smoothly, I removed the cloth and let my fingers intertwine with hers. “Do I make you nervous?”
“No,” she protested. “Yes.”
With my other hand, I pulled her hair back from the side of her head, exposing her throat. Slowly and with care, I dipped my head into her neck and laid a featherlight kiss to her throat. “You seem unsure.”
“I’ve never done this,” she admitted. “Bringing a guy into my dorm room who I only just met.”
Turning her softly, I positioned her so that she was staring up at me. She really was quite attractive when you looked at her,reallylooked at her. “Why me?” I asked as my thumb ran over her cheek.
“You seem different.”
You have no idea, little vampire.
“Good different?” I teased as my thumb moved from her cheek to her bottom lip. Angel nodded, and I fought the laugh. This was too fucking easy. “Angel?”
“Yes.”
“Can I kiss you again?”
“Please do,” she said with a shy smile.
I took it slow. I wasn’t usually one to take it slow, but I had a point to prove, and Cooper had three hundred bucks on me, and I did hate it when Cooper didn’t get what he wanted. He was a whiny bitch and broke the others’ toys, and I wasn’t in the mood for his shit. As I kissed her, I tentatively cupped her ass, and when she willingly pressed herself into me, I deepened the kiss.
“Onyx?” she gasped against my mouth. “I’m not this girl,” she said as her tongue traced my lip. “I don’t know why, but you really make me want to bethatgirl.”
“What girl?” I asked as I trailed kisses down her neck. “Is there another girl? I’m only interested in you.” Thank fuck she couldn’t see my eye roll.
Angel pushed me back and squinted her eyes at me. “That was cheesy.”
I laughed at her bluntness and nodded. “It was,” I agreed.
With some distance between us, she seemed to remember she was in her kitchenette, swapping spit with a stranger.
“That was a bit heated,” she said as she took a step back.
Heated? Fuck me, that was junior high shit.
“TV?” I suggested.
“Yeah, we could see what’s on.” She smiled brightly as she took my hand and led me to the couch. She kept hold of my hand on the couch, and I got comfy as she settled on a rerun of a popular nineties show. “Oh, I love this episode, don’t you?” she asked me with a happy smile.
