Stuck On You

Chapter 22: Who Lost the Bet?

Back at the apartment, things were the most heated that they’d ever been between us. I couldn’t keep

my lips off of him. I was only in a spaghetti strap bra and spandex shorts. He was only in his boxers. He

chuckled as his hands moved down my sides. We were laying on his bed. He pulled up and smiled at

me.

“What’s gotten into you?” he asked playfully. I shrugged and smiled.

“I love dancing,” I said slightly out of breath. He chuckled and kissed me deeply. His lips went to my

neck and then to my chest. My hands held on to his bare shoulders. A satisfied smile spread across my

face and I giggled. “Okay, time out,” I breathed. He laid down beside me and I sat up.

“I think I want to beg now,” he said, out of breath. I laughed and straddled his lap. I leaned down and

kissed him gently.

“Are you sure?” I asked. He nodded and flipped us over. He kissed me deeply and his thumb rested on

the edge of my shorts. I was suddenly really nervous. Hayden felt it. He pulled away and his eyes

searched my face.

“Jordyn Campbell, can I pretty please, with a cherry on top, have sex with you?” he asked. I giggled

nervously. I wasn’t sure. “Are you sure?” he asked softly. I looked away from him before I met his eyes

again. I shook my head softly.

“No,” I answered. “I want to, I really want to. I just…” I trailed off. He kissed me gently. Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

“It’s okay if you’re nervous. It’s natural. I’m not going to push you before you’re ready. I’ll just… beg

another time,” Hayden said with a soft smile. He was so sweet it made my heart melt. My hand went to

his cheek as I kissed him again. He groaned and pulled away from me again. His eyes were lustful. I

knew that he was restraining himself and I wasn’t making it any easier.

“Sorry,” I giggled. He smiled at me before he stood up and stretched. I crawled over to him and kissed

his chest. My hands held his hips and I kissed his neck. I didn’t know why I couldn’t keep my hands off

of him today. He picked me up and held me close to him. His hands held my back as I wrapped my

legs around his waist. His eyes pierced mine as his breath caught. I was happy that I could make him

react that way. I smiled gently at him and laced my fingers together behind his neck. I kissed him

deeply. I couldn’t help it. My back was pressed up against the wall by his headboard. One of my hands

went to the side of his face. His hands traveled up my sides and I groaned. I wanted him. I wanted to

take him right then and there, but I was scared. My back hit the plush covers of his bed. His fingers

fumbled with my shorts. He got them off and I freaked out.

“Okay, stop,” I breathed. Hayden kissed my neck. I moaned before I pushed his shoulders back gently.

“Hayden,” I said. He searched my face a moment before he sighed and stood up.

“I’m sorry, I just… It’s really hard to control myself around you,” he said softly. I kicked my shorts off and

sat up. This was Hayden; why was I nervous? I pulled his hips closer to me. “Jordyn, stop please. I can

barely control myself as it is,” he begged. I smiled lightly at him.

“It’s okay,” I practically whispered. Where were those words coming from? I meant them, but I didn’t

even mean to say that. I knew that I was nervous, but this was Hayden. It was right. He looked at me

confused. “It’s okay. You don’t have to be in control all the time. It’s okay,” I explained. I pulled off my

bra and took his hands. I moved his hands to my waist and pressed my body against his. I sat on his

bed and looked up at him. He was still trying to control himself. I laid down and pulled him down to me.

My hand went to his boxers as I kissed him passionately. He was still holding back.

“Jo,” he practically begged, pulling away.

“Hayden, I love you, and I know that you love me. It’s okay, just… be gentle with me,” I said. His eyes

searched my face for a moment before he attached his lips to mine fiercely and pressed his body

against mine.