Strictly Off Limits (Jade's College Diaries) (4 page)

We stop at a beach can and toss away our trash. “Nothing, I just hate how I fucked things up and now it’s like everyone is chasing your fucking ass,” he growls. I pull my hand away from his. “Is this what this is about? You only want me back because everyone else wants me too?” I place my hands on my hips squeezing I’m afraid if I let go I might bitch slap his ass. “No—before the night in the bar and grill you would never talk to me. Or I would have tried to get you back sooner,” his eyes hood over. “And what was that shit with Big? We’re only dating? So that’s how we’re doing this?” His brows shoot up. “What
— you think it was going to be easy to earn my trust? You fucking cheated on me, I fucking loved you and you took that lightly. I gave you everything I had so yes that’s how it’s going to go. I’m tired of your excuses Layden. Coke and bimbos or not you still fucked up,” I yell squeezing my hips tighter. “I’m sorry I said it a million times and I still love you that shit just doesn’t go away Jade,” he shakes his head. “I know,” I whisper as I place one of my hands over my heart. “But, this right here,” I pat my chest “my heart is off limits and I mean strictly off limits,” I whisper my voice breaking. “I get it I gotta do right by you before you’ll let me in, I get it babe,” he whispers. I feel the tears form in my eyes and I do my best at not crying. “Let’s head back, yeah?”  I wipe my eyes. “Yeah, let’s head back,” I take his hand and he squeezes it tightly. “Thank you,” he whispers against my knuckles. “For what Layden,” I tilt my head to look at him.
Are those fucking tears? Shit!
“For giving us another go even if your hearts not in it,” he croaks.
Shit he is crying!
“You don’t have to thank me Layden; it’s been an emotional few minutes. Let’s just enjoy our walk and call it a night.” I squeeze his hand back for encouragement. I don’t know how to handle this side of Layden I need to get away from him and think. I can’t figure out what’s gotten into him. We walk back to the Rover and drive quietly back to my dorm. He walks me to the entrance. “I had fun babe, don’t forget to take care of that tattoo,” he whispers running his fingers through my hair. “Okay, goodnight Layden,” I lean up and brush a light kiss on his lips causing him to sigh. “Goodnight babe, text ya later okay,” I nod. He backs away slowly. I wave goodbye and walk into my dorm.

Chapter Seven

Dear College Diary,

I think I might be a whore. I just left Layden and now I’m about to text Dean, yeah I’m total fucking hussy whore.

Jade

Me: I’m home

Dean: On my way gorgeous

Me: Hurry I need 2 talk 2 u

Dean: K

It feels like hours pass before Dean comes strolling into my dorm room. “Hey gorgeous,” he greets me looking as handsome as ever. He’s wearing a pair of light blue ripped jeans a white tee that shows off his chiseled chest and
bulging arms.  “Hey Dean,” I pull my legs up hugging them. “What’s wrong?” I sigh and look up at him. “Your brother actually started crying tonight,” I say shrugging. “I feel like shit really,” I pull my legs tighter to my chest. “You shouldn’t he fucked up. Look it’s not like your exclusive. Right,” he confirms. “Right, okay my legs are all sandy I need to hop in the shower care to join?” I smirk at him. I need to get my mind off all this shit. “In a communal dorm shower, fuck yes it’s on my bucket list,” he says seriously. “Good,” I say as I grab my things. “Let’s go,” I grab his hand and drag him to the showers. The communal bathroom is completely vacant. Good thing too. I hang my shower caddy and our towels while Dean turns on the water to adjust it. I start stripping out of my dress and have it almost pulled to the top when Dean stops me. “Let me Angel Kisses,” I wish he would stop calling me that. I don’t want to fall in love with him. I just want to have fun. He hangs my dress on a hook stepping back to look at me. “Now let’s get that gorgeous bikini off that gorgeous body,” his fingers graze my neck and he pulls on the string letting the bikini top fall downwards. “Looky there,” he grins as he undoes the ties for the bottom of the bikini. His touch alone is doing me in. “You really do have nice tits gorgeous girl,” he growls as his fingers skim my piercings making me whimper. “Thank you,” I croak out. His fingers dance along my skin down to my hips yanking on the ties freeing me of my bottoms. “And that is one fucking awesome piercing Jade,” he nudges my legs further apart. “Your pussy really does say eat me,” he mumbles. “Shit my tattoo,” I reach back and make sure the bandage is still covering it. “You got another tattoo,” he looks down at me. “Yeah a few Shamrocks try to keep it covered okay,” I pull his lips down to mine. As soon as I feel his lips on me it’s like I collide into pure bliss. I don’t think anything has ever felt better. His tongue nudges my lips apart and I moan as soon as I get the greeting I’ve been yearning for. “I want it hard and fast Dean,” I purr into his mouth. “Like the stall,” he chuckles against my lips. “Yes like the stall,” I jump up and wrap myself tightly around him as he leads us under the warm water. I’ve never had sex in a shower and I’m mentally cursing myself for it now. “In,” kiss “me,” kiss, “now,” kiss “please,” I beg. He places one hand on the wall “Hold on gorgeous I need my other hand for a second,” he grunts as he guides his cock to my aching entrance. He slides right in, of course I’m soaking wet from just his touch. “Fuck, I almost forgot what it feels like bare,” I giggle at him. “You laugh now but it feels like your pussy is milking the life outta me this is going to be fast,” he starts pounding into me and all thoughts, giggles and worries slip my mind. I feel nothing but Dean the way he grips at my skin as if he can’t get enough, the way his touch makes me feel wanted. “Dean—Dean I’m going to come,” I pant. “Go ahead gorgeous I’ll go on the next one,” he chuckles. “Cocky are you…shit right there.” I push my back off the shower wall and wrap my arms around his neck. I secure them tightly and start bouncing up and down as my orgasm breaks through me. “Fuck me Jade your entire body is squeezing me—shit keep bouncing gorgeous,” he grips my ass tighter. I throw my head back “Ah…shit…fuck…Dean…I’m coming baby, I’m fucking coming,” I tilt my head back down and look him directly in the eye as we come together. “Damn gorgeous you are stunning,” he pants out as our orgasms collide. He presses me against the wall. I feel my chest tighten. “Don’t make me fall in love with you Dean please,” I whisper with a cracked voice. He pulls away staring at me. “I’ll do my best,” and I can tell it’s probably going to be another broken promise. He helps me shower washing my hair and body. We secure our towels tightly and walk back to my dorm room. “Care if I stay with you tonight gorgeous,” he asks while shutting the door and locking it. “I don’t mind and Sheila won’t give a shit she’s never here and when she is it’s to sleep,” I shrug climbing into bed. “You sleeping in your towel,” I laugh and shake my head no while pulling it off of me. “You’re a naked sleeper are you Angel Kisses,” he chuckles. “Yeah I like to be free,” I pat the bed “come here.” Dean drops his towel climbing into bed with me. “Can you snuggle or are you one of those guys that don’t snuggle,” he wraps his legs around me “I’ve never snuggled with a girl before,” he shrugs against my body. “What, you’ve never snuggled how is that possible, your “walk-er on outta there Walker” I don’t see you not cuddling at least once.” 

“How about we just say I’ve always been an ass by getting ass and getting the hell outta dodge and drop the subject,” he groans. “So—I’m like special or something,” I ask while fluffing my pillow more. “Yeah, gorgeous you are, your real special,” he kisses me on the forehead reaching over and turning off the bedside lamp. “Now let’s get some sleep yeah?” I yawn. “Kay, goodnight Dean,” I yawn again. “Goodnight Jade,” he whispers against my lips before placing a feather light kiss on them. I fall asleep almost immediately. Good sex and good cuddling will do that for you.

              I wake up to my alarm and with Dean wrapped tightly around me. I reach over him and slam my hand down on my fucking annoying alarm. “That thing sounds like a fucking dying cat Jade,” Dean mumbles. “No shit that’s why it wakes you up it fucking works Dean I sleep like the dead.” I sit up stretching. “What time is it,” I look over at my alarm “its 8:45 in the morning.” I say sleepily. He jolts up. “Fuck!” He roars “I’m supposed to be at Dads office at 9.” He jumps out of bed. “I’m sorry Angel Kisses I gotta jet.” He’s falling around trying to get himself dressed. “It’s okay, thank you for last night,” I lay back down. Dean stops moving. “Never thank me for good sex and for staying with you Jade. You deserve the best and if I have it my way I’m going to give it my best to do my best to treat you the best,” he dead pans. “Wow that’s a mouth full. Come here and give me a kiss and get to the office before your dad writes you outta his Will.” He shuffles towards me. It’s a long goodbye kiss the kind that makes your toes curl and make your body want so much more. “Dammit—Jade now my dick is standing straight up,” he groans. “Now that I am definitely not sorry for,” I giggle. “Gotta go gorgeous girl text ya later,” he presses his lips against mine one more time. “Bye babe,” I mumble. “Babe huh I’ve upgraded,” he chuckles. “Shut your hole and get the hell outta my room,” I point. “Yeah, yeah I’ll text ya after I’m done learning how to run an empire.” He groans. “Kay.” And just like that he’s gone and I find myself frowning because I really like him and this could be a very bad thing. I wrap myself tightly in my blankets and grab my cell off my nightstand. Three missed calls all from Sheila and eleven missed texts Sheila, Nate, Amber, and Layden and of course Brayden. 

Sheila: It’s fri---dayyyyy time 2 party

Sheila: came n late last night and saw u snuggled with Dean had 2 work early so I snuck out, you 2 look cozy

Amber: Beach party 2night @ Braydens

I roll my eyes because I know their family owns it not Brayden.

Nate: U talkin 2 me yet

Layden: Good morning Babe!

Layden: guess ur still sleepin

Layden: Brayden is throwin a party 2night pls come

Brayden: Party 2night at family beach house

Brayden: ur fine ass better come

Brayden: I mean it Jade

Nate: Every1 is goin 2 Braydens beach party hope 2 c u

I toss my phone back on my night stand.  A party where all the guys are going to be?
FUCK! 
I pull out my diary from my nightstand and start ranting.

Dear fucking college diary,

I’m in a damn shitty place! What the hell am I going to do?

So here’s the list of my fucking guy problems.

Layden wants and needs forgiveness and wants my heart back. And he’s fucking hot. Nate who ignored me after we slept together is being a pain in the fucking ass that also happens to be hot. Dean is just Dean he’s sweet, considerate, caring and fucking hot as hell. Brayden the little fucker is pursuing me even though I don’t want anything to do with him. And he’s hot as hell too!  So you see fucking college diary, I have a huge problem. My problem being four intensely hot guys and me not wanting to give my heart up! I say that’s a fucking problem.

Jade “Shamrock” out!

Chapter Eight

Dear College Diary,

I thought I had problems before…add beach bone fire + four hot guys + best friend drama = epic damn fail!

Jade

             
I told everyone I would meet them there that way I don’t have a date and I can’t be claimed. I can’t be dealing with pissing matches. The party is at full swing and every college student looks like their partying for miles along the coast. I make my way to the beach property Dean, Layden and Braydens family owns. “Shamrock,” I hear Sheila scream. I turn and make my way towards her and Amber. Amber shines out like a beacon her pale skin leading me directly towards them. She’s almost albino, but she’s porcelain beautiful. Baby blue eyes, blonde hair and pale skin and a small frame. “Hey bitches,” I greet them back. “So how’s Dean in bed, you must share Shamrock,” I grin and turn around pulling my hair to the side showing them my tattoo with the light of the fire. “You fucking tattooed Shamrocks on your shoulder,” Amber groans.  I drop my hair and turn back around. “Yeah I need something to remember this drama filled year with,” I shrug. Which reminds me of the plan I formulated on what to do about Nate, but I need Amber. “Hey Ambs, you know how you’ve always crushed on Nate,” I remind her. “Yep you’re a lucky bitch to have all these men chasing you, but to have Nate too I honestly hate you right now.”
Well gee best friend!
Tell me how you really feel.

             
I frown at her. “I need you to breakout that porcelain doll act and snag him up I can’t take it anymore I want my best friend back I don’t want a fucking puppy. I can barely take care of myself let alone a fucking puppy in the form of a guy following me around.” Amber and Sheila look to one another then back to me Amber’s mouth dropping open. “You’re giving up dibs on Nate like for real,” she sputters.
Yeah been there done that didn’t work out so well!
“Absolutely free reign,” I say grinning. “Bitch you’re the best!” She hugs me tightly. “Okay, I’m off to find Nate,” she scurries away. “I don’t get you Jade, you wanted Nate for years and now you sleep with him and he ignores you only to realize he fucked up and now you don’t want him. What the hell has gotten into you,” she all but yells. “What the hell Sheila you we’re just asking about how Dean is in bed and now you’re mad because I’m giving up claims on Nate?”
What the hell is going on?
“Yeah, I don’t know maybe I’m jealous or something I’ll see ya later,” she twirls around and heads away from me leaving my mouth gapping open.
What the hell just happened?
Another fucking problem to add to the dearest diary when I get back, life sucks.