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Chapters (36)
  1. September
  2. Two
  3. Three
  4. October
  5. Five
  6. Friday
  7. Friday Night
  8. Eight
  9. The Morning After
  10. November
  11. Saturday
  12. Twelve
  13. Thirteen
  14. WINTER BREAK
  15. Fourteen
  16. Week One
  17. Week Two
  18. Week Three
  19. Eighteen
  20. Week Five
  21. Week Six
  22. SPRING SEMESTER
  23. Late January
  24. February
  25. Twenty-Three
  26. Friday
  27. March
  28. April
  29. Twenty-Seven
  30. May
  31. SUMMER BREAK
  32. Twenty-Nine
  33. Epilogue
  34. Hi everyone!
  35. Other books by Katrina Jackson
  36. About the Author

He moved his hands from underneath her skirt and then smoothed it down her legs reverently. He placed a tender kiss on her shoulder and squeezed her waist, and he noted a small metal zipper at her left hip. He nudged it with his index finger and lifted his eyes to Deja’s face.

She smiled shyly and nodded. “God, yes,” she breathed.

Alejandro kept his eyes on her as he moved his index finger up the zipper until he found the pull, and then he moved it down her body. Her breathing got heavier, and her nipples seemed to get harder as the teeth of the zipper separated, and her dress loosened.

He nudged her backward as he stood. His hands moved toward her neck, and he slipped the straps of her dress over her shoulders. He dug just his fingertips under the fabric and groaned as he pushed her dress down her torso and over her hips until it fell in a heap at their feet.

Once she was standing in front of him in just her bra and lace underwear, Deja giggled and covered her face with her hands.

Alejandro grabbed her wrists gently and placed her palms against his chest. “Don’t hide now. Where’s the girl who invited herself over and into my bedroom? I liked her a lot,” he teased.

She groaned when his hands moved to her ribcage as he leaned down to suck her bottom lip into his mouth.

It was his turn to groan as she dug her short nails into his pectorals before circling her arms around his neck and pulling his mouth closer. He smiled against her lips and kissed her in deep, strokes of his tongue with firm pressure from his lips as his hands moved around her back to the clasp of her bra.

Deja licked into his mouth and smiled back, tightening her arms around his neck, encouraging him to keep going.

He undid her bra with sure, warm fingers.

She let go of him just long enough to let her bra fall down her arms and fling it carelessly away. As soon as they were free, Alejandro cupped her small breasts with his hands, feeling the hard points of her nipples in his palms.

Goosebumps covered her skin, and she pulled his mouth to hers just as another moan escaped her lips.

He licked after that sound, wanting to taste every inch of her, planning to taste every inch of her. Before they could sink back into that kiss, he moved his hands back to her waist and spun her in his arms. He pulled Deja’s body back against his and couldn’t help but grind his growing erection against the curve of her ass. He’d been hard all night. Hell, he’d been hard since Wednesday, and just feeling her soft ass against his dick made him groan right into her ear.