Beautiful Devil

Chapter 1

CHAPTER 1

SIX MONTHS LATER

Sitting cross-legged on my twin bed in my cramped dorm room, I prop my phone up with a stack of textbooks and tap the call button, anxious to see my now boyfriend before his game this afternoon.

Kamden and I started talking when we met this past spring after cheer camp. It just so happens, he plays for the Devils’ football team. After instantaneous sparks flew between us, I knew I had to explore this.

Three weeks ago, we made our relationship official. Things are going… okay.

It sounds bad when I put it that way, but things really are just okay . So far, our story hasn’t been one of epic love. For a while I thought maybe it could be. When we first began talking, it was exciting. I would watch my phone for his call then stay up all night talking to him.

For some reason, once the space between us closed and we could finally be together physically, it was different than I expected. Don’t get me wrong, I’m crazy about Kamden. I’m just not sure I’ll ever be crazy in love with him. Our priorities don’t line up, and he’s more of a guys’ guy than boyfriend material.

It’s possible I’m just too needy, but I’m not so sure that’s the problem. Let’s just say, Kamden talks the talk, but he doesn’t walk the walk. He makes a lot of promises with very little follow-through.

Over these past couple days, he feels further away than he did when we were living on opposite sides of the state. Not to mention, I’m an open book while he is a tightly closed one. Even after the endless phone calls and all the time we spent talking, I still feel like I know nothing about him. He doesn’t even talk about his family. All I know is, his parents are still married. His dad is strict as hell and a Rosewood U alumni who owns Madd Tech, and he has a brother he doesn’t talk to, or about. I’m pretty sure he told me all of that in one breath when he was drunk and he hasn’t opened up about his personal life any more since.

Kamden’s gorgeous face appears on the screen, big blue eyes and a wide smile that mirrors mine. He really is what wet dreams are made of. Not only is he said to be the best receiver Rosewood U has ever seen, he might even take the cake for best-looking. Dark hair, blue eyes, tanned skin, and muscles for days. I can’t deny I am heavily—maybe even insanely—attracted to him.

I wish I could put my finger on what’s lacking between us because more than anything, I want this to work.

“Hey, baby,” he says as he stands in his dorm room. “I was just thinking about you.”

My heart swells. Kamden really can be so sweet and it’s moments like this I feel guilty for even doubting what we have.

“I’ve been thinking about you, too,” I tell him. “I just wish I could see you in person before the game.”

“Me, too.” His words come out in short gasps, punctuated by heavy breaths.

Why does he look like he’s on the verge of an orgasm, as we speak?

“What are you doing, baby?” I ask with a chuckle, though I suspect I already know what he’s doing. His shirt is off and his arm muscles tighten each time he lets out a long breath.

Kamden angles his phone downward, revealing his fist clenched around his erect cock. Turns out my suspicions are correct.

Wow. Now that is a sight for sore eyes.

He bites the corner of his lip and my insides quiver. “Told you I was thinking about you.”

“And what exactly were you imagining when you were thinking about me?” Excitement bubbles in my chest as I wait for his response with bated breath.

He points the phone downward again, showing me as he pumps his cock. "I can't stop thinking about how it would feel to be inside your tight, wet pussy.”

I sink into the soft pillows that are propped against my headboard and hastily take off my shorts. My legs bend at the knees so I can join him in this little pregame quickie. “You’ve got me thinking the same thing.”

He growls, “Fuck, baby. Are you touching yourself for me?”

“Mmhmm,” I hum. My fingers graze over my stomach before tracing between my slick folds. A wave of need crashes through me. I arch my back and roll my hips, massaging my swollen clit in slow, deliberate circles.

“How’s it feel?” Kamden asks.

“Feels good.” A soft moan slips through my lips as I increase the pressure. My body tenses and relaxes as a sweet release builds inside me.

“Show me,” he demands, his voice raspy and thick. “I wanna watch when you come.”

With my phone now in my hand, I stretch my arm out and let him watch as I bring myself to the brink of an orgasm. I stare at his face—the corded veins in his neck flexed and his mouth agape as a grunt slips out of his perfect parted lips.

My fingers move faster, the heat between my thighs intensifying. “Kamden,” I moan before pursing my lips and breathing heavily through my nose.

“Fuck, Brogan,” he grunts, and the sound of my name rolling out of his mouth sends me over the edge.

Hot lava rushes through my veins. Clenching my thighs, I buck my hips and let my orgasm take over. “I’m coming,” I cry out. The sound of my pleasure echoing in the room around me.

I watch intently as Kamden’s body tenses and his release shoots from the tip of his throbbing cock onto a towel on his bed. My body trembles as electricity shoots through my core.

My muscles feel like melted butter as I relax onto the bed and close my eyes, basking in the afterglow of orgasmic bliss.

Kamden lets out a contented sigh. “That was sexy as fuck, baby.”

“It sure was.” I grin. “I sort of miss this.”

Back when there were miles between us, Kamden and I would have video sex at least twice a week. Now, it’s few and far between since we have each other at our disposal. Well, for the most part anyway. Lately, Kamden’s been busy with football, and I’ve been busy with cheer. But once the season ends, things will get better. At least, that’s what I keep telling myself.

“I gotta go,” he says hastily as he shuffles around in his room. “See ya later, ’kay?”

“Of course you will.” I blow him a kiss. “Good luck today and I’ll see you…”

My words fade when the call drops. I shake my head in annoyance. “…at Piggy’s after the game,” I mutter to myself.

A second later, a text message from Kamden pops up on my phone and my smile immediately returns. That is until the video he sent finishes loading and I realize he recorded our video chat and just sent it to me.

Me: You recorded us?

Kamden: Sexy as fuck, huh? Save it for a rainy day. Might come in handy ;)

As much as I want to lash out at him, I can’t be angry. We do look pretty hot in the video.

My eyes catch the time on my phone and my heart jumps into my throat.

Fuck! I have to be at the stadium in twenty minutes!