Chased By The Bad Boy

Chapter Three

Declan POV

I was finally starting to settle into my new surroundings. Daxton was a laugh and we got on great. Having a room mate with the same ideas about relationships as me makes life a whole lot easier.

Pushing through the crowded hallway, I enter the auditorium, taking a seat near the back and stretching my legs out. Around me, the other seats began to fill with my classmates, everyone pulling out their books, the sound of chairs scraping across the floor echoing around us all.

‘Anyone sitting here?’ came a sultry voice from beside me. Glancing up, I hitched a grin toward the short but leggy red head with a rack that had my c**k straining immediately. Shaking my head negatively as she eyed me through hooded eyelids, I motioned to the seat.

‘Help yourself beautiful’ I replied with a wink, my grin growing as she licked her lips wantonly.

Sliding into the seat next to me, she arranged herself facing toward me, ‘I’m Bridget’ she said, holding out her hand toward me.

Taking it, I held it, rubbing my thumb over her creamy skin, ‘Declan’ I offered, shifting slightly so that my body tilted toward her.

Her gaze dropped to my crotch before sliding up my torso slowly. ‘So, how are you finding college life?’ she asked, her eyes reaching mine again finally.

I shrugged casually, ‘finding my way around’ I replied, ‘just need to get my roommate to start hitting up some of the decent parties on campus. So far the places we’ve ended up at have been kind of lame.’

The red head nodded, leaning closer to me so that I could see clear down her low-cut top. ‘I can show you around if you like’ she offered, ‘there are some great parties coming up at the fraternity’s, maybe we could go together, or meet up there?’

Looking her over carefully, I found myself slowly nodding, ‘sure, what kind of party are we talking about?’

Bridget beamed excitedly, ‘DCT have one going on this Friday’ she gushed, ‘it’s a costume party’ she added almost bouncing in her seat as I stared at her breasts. Man, she needs to be careful, those puppies will black up her eyes if she jumps any more.

‘Costume party’ I murmured, still fixated on her chest, ‘sounds fun.’

‘Oh it is’ Bridget agreed, ‘and the best part is, it’s a masquerade costume party, everyone has to wear a mask and you are not allowed to take it off.’ Leaning closer to me, as if we are about to share a secret, she adds, ‘I’m going as a fairy . . just in case you were wondering . . ‘

Dragging my eyes from her tight top, I grinned at her with a nod, ‘oh I was definitely wondering’ I replied.

A clearing of a throat at the front cut any further conversation, the pair of us turning our attention to the professor who was starting his lecture.

Glancing to the side, I watched out of the corner of my eye as Bridget crossed her legs, her skirt riding up her thighs from the movement.

I only half paid attention to the balding man at the front of the room for the rest of the lesson, much more interested in Bridget’s legs and the seductive smiles she kept sending my way.

Once class finished, I rushed to pack up my books, throwing them into my back pack before straightening up and coming face to face with Bridget who was staring at me hungrily.

‘Sooooo, how would you feel about me showing you around a bit now? You have any more classes today?’ she asked as she bit her lip, her grip on the shoulder strap of her bag tightening slightly.

Shaking my head, I grinned, ‘I’m free as a bird beautiful’ I replied, ‘you can show me anything you want too.’

Her own smile widening, Bridget nodded, turning to the door as I placed my hand on her back, the pair of us making our way out of the exit and out through the main doors into the afternoon sun.

Walking around the building, we headed toward the back of campus, near to the college music rooms. Once out of sight of all the students milling around, Bridget rounded on me, her bag hitting the ground as she pushed my back against the brick wall behind me, fastening her lips to mine.

Letting my own bag fall to the ground, I wrapped my arms around her waist, pulling her closer to me, my hands roaming across her skin before inching under her crop top.

Her breath caught as a small moan left her lips, her hands finding their way under my shirt as she dragged her finger nails down my back, making me shudder.

Pulling back I met her lust filled gaze, my hands moving to her waist as I held her away from me slightly. ‘I need you to understand something, Bridget’ I said firmly as she pouted, trying to push herself against me, ‘I am not looking for anything serious, I just want to have fun at college.’

As much as I wanted to get between those creamy thighs, I was always honest with the girls I slept with. If they wanted flowers and candle-lit dates, then I was not their guy, they were not going to tame me, I wasn’t going to change for them, it was purely a mutual physical release.

Bridget met my gaze, her own hazy as she nodded, ‘good, I’m not looking for a boyfriend either’ she replied firmly.

Raising an eyebrow, I studied her for a moment as she met my eyes stubbornly.

‘No offence beautiful, but I’ve heard that line before’ I murmured suspiciously.

Pulling out of my grip, her hands went to her hips, ‘look Declan, you seem like a nice guy, and you are certainly easy on the eyes. I like s*x, a lot, and I’m not ashamed of that. I want you to scratch my itch and then to go on my merry way without any hard feelings or expectations. Are you on the same page as me, Declan? Can you and I have some fun without needing it to be anything else?’

Opening my mouth, I snapped it shut again when nothing emerged. My shock must have been apparent, as Bridget’s expression softened and she stepped back against my chest, her hard n*****s rubbing my body through our clothes.

‘Not used to a girl who is into the no strings attached way of life, huh?’ she whispered, her lips finding my ear lobe as I groaned.

‘No’ I rumbled, my eyes closing of their own accord as I leaned into her automatically, ‘usually they believe deep down that I’ll change and become boyfriend material, I was preparing for the battle. You’ve kind of thrown me for a loop’ I admitted.

Bridget laughed huskily, her breath fanning my neck, making my c**k jump in my jeans. ‘Trust me’ she murmured, ‘I have no need or desire to tie myself to any man, even one as hot as you. I want to taste as much pleasure as I can before I settle for one guy for the rest of my life.’

A groan made its way up my throat and past my lips, making the red head giggle as her lips attacked my neck, sucking on my skin before she nipped it playfully.

Gripping her hips, I spun her around, her back crashing against the wall as I crowded her with my body, pressing against her as she whimpered, her hand sliding down my chest and over my jeans, cupping my bulging hard on as I rubbed myself against her.

‘Wow, you’re big’ she muttered, her grip tightening on me.

Grinning, I pressed my lips to hers, plundering her mouth with my tongue, cutting off any further words.

As my hands explored every inch of her exposed flesh, Bridget doing the same to me, I heard a small squeak behind me, my brain ignored it, assuming it was an animal of some sort, every part of me consumed with the thought of getting inside of the woman who was pulling at my t-shirt impatiently.