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  “Hey,” I chirp, surprised to see her here.

  “Hey.” She smiles back at me broadly and her eyes roam over me. “We probably need a girls’ day,” she laughs.

  “Yeah,” I agree. I’m pretty sure we both lost our virginity since the last time we saw each other.

  “Is that a ring?” I gasp when I see CC’s hand. “But I thought—” My eyes dart to Aiden, who has an arm wrapped around her. He’s married, or was the last I heard. It’s not like you can get unmarried with a snap of your fingers. At least, I don’t think you can.

  “He’s not married.” She rolls her eyes.

  “Annulled,” Aiden answers my unspoken question as Marco wraps an arm around me. I think he wants to pull me back down the hall and into the bedroom now that he sees it’s not my brothers.

  “Hey, Marco,” CC chirps at him and he raises his chin.

  “Not today, love,” Marco says into my ear before he kisses me on the neck. He’s been around CC and me enough to know we tell each other everything. There’s so much to say, but at this point it would only be details. We can easily read each other.

  “We stopped by to get Elvis,” she says, letting me know they aren't staying.

  “You’re moving out.” It’s not a question because I know she is. She’s been head over heels for Aiden from the moment they met and he looks to be the same. Good. She deserves that. Fuck her parents for not loving her like they should have. It’s their loss. Now she belongs to all of us.

  “Yeah.” She smiles at Aiden and they both look so in love. I wonder if that’s how Marco and I look.

  “You should probably just give the place up.” My eyes jerk over to Marco.

  “And why would I do that?” I tease, knowing what he means. After what we’ve done tonight I’m never sleeping in another bed unless he’s in it. “You think I want to live in some bachelor pad?”

  “It’s not a bachelor pad.” He actually looks offended by my comment.

  “She’s not fucking living with you.” My head jerks to the front door where I see Jason standing with my other two brothers.

  “Shit, I forgot to lock the door,” CC mumbles.

  “Who the fuck is that?” My brother points at Aiden, who picks CC up off his lap and sets her back down onto the sofa.

  “Watch your tone,” I bark, but Aiden and Marco are already getting in front of us.

  “What the fuck did you say?” Marco says as he takes a step forward.

  “Here we go,” I mumble, wondering if I should let them go at it and get it over with. I’ve seen my brothers do this a time or two, but Marco isn’t their brother. Not yet anyway.

  “Why don’t you go wait in bed for me?” Marco says, his voice soft and sweet. I roll my eyes, and my brother lets out a string of curses. “She could get hurt,” he snaps at them, and his tone is hard. It’s clear he’s not fucking around about this and the room goes deadly silent.

  “Is this like the calm before the storm?” CC whispers as if the whole room can’t hear her.

  I’m beginning to think she might be right.

  Chapter Six

  Marco

  “Don’t you know how to knock?” I glare at Gia’s brother Jason.

  “Not when it comes to my sister.” He looks at my bare chest and shakes his head. “Should have figured a snake like you would make a move on her the second you could.”

  “Hey!” Gia shouts from behind me, and I hold up my hand.

  “If you want to talk about my relationship with your sister, that’s alright with me. But before you get this twisted idea in your head, you should know I’m madly in love with her, and this has nothing to do with what you think about me.”

  I watch her other brothers behind Jason and they look at each other in shock. Jason only glares at me and stomps forward.

  “No,” he says.

  “No?” Has he lost his mind? “You don’t get to dictate who she loves and who loves her.”

  I charge forward and we’re toe to toe, but I’ve got a few inches on him. My body is shaking with anger right now. How fucking dare they come in and break the peace that Gia and I created. I was making love to her and spilling out my heart. It’s something I’ve never done before and he waltzes in and destroys it.

  “She’s our sister.” I can see one of his brothers tugging on his arms to hold him back, but maybe this is what he needs.

  “I never said she wasn’t. The bullshit you have with me is from a long time ago.”

  “Some things don’t just go away.”

  “I think it’s time someone tells me what the hell is going on,” Gia says as she steps up beside me and crosses her arms. “I don’t care who it is, but I want to know why the mention of Marco’s name sent you all into a frenzy. And why you’re ready to let this come to blows now.”

  “Jason thinks that I did a deal with another company to try and put him under,” I say, and Jason rolls his eyes.

  “That’s what I think? Your takeover put me out of business and nearly ruined my name around town.”

  “You wouldn’t agree to the terms and I had to make a decision that was best for our company.” I shake my head. “It wasn’t personal.”

  “It was personal to me.” He looks over at Gia and points at me. “He’s a snake, and the first chance he gets he’s going to leave you. That’s what he does.”

  “You’re wrong!” I shout, shoving his chest and letting my anger get the better of me.

  He’s caught by his brothers before he can fall back, and when he lunges for me they keep a tight hold on him.

  “Let me go!” he shouts, his face reddening. I can see he wants to tear me apart, but I’m ready if he gets his hands on me.

  “You’re not willing to admit that you lost it all because you were too fucking stubborn to ask for help. I could have bailed you out and saved what you built, but your pride was all you cared about.”

  “I didn’t need you to save me,” he says through clenched teeth.

  “I wasn’t trying to. I was trying to be a friend,” I spit back at him, and the look on his face tells me he never saw it that way.

  “You can say what you want now, but the damage is done. I lost it all because of you.”

  I take a step back and throw my hands up. “You’re determined to see me as the enemy and I’m done trying to convince you otherwise.” I reach for Gia and she comes to my side as I put my arm around her. “I loved your sister before I knew she was related to you. But I won’t stop loving her because your decisions put you in this position.” I glance to the brothers on either side of him that are holding him back. “Get him out of here.”

  “We’re not done here,” Jason says, tugging against their hold.

  “For now we are,” I say and hold Gia tighter. “If you want to do this one on one, just let me know the time and place. But me kicking your ass won’t change a thing. You’ll still have to admit that what happened wasn’t my fault.”

  “Watch your back,” Jason says as he breaks free of his brothers and clenches his fists. He turns his sights on Gia as I watch him swallow. “He’s not good enough for you.”

  “You would say that about anyone,” she says, placing her hand on my bare chest. “I love Marco, and I’ve made my choice. He’s it for me.”

  Hearing her say the words to someone else somehow makes them more real. She can tell me she loves me in the quiet and when we’re alone and it feels so damn good, but having her admit it to a room full of people makes me feel ten feet tall and bulletproof.

  “It’s your life, and your mistake,” he says and pushes past his brothers and storms out of the apartment.

  “Jesus,” Caroline whispers from behind me after they shut the door before her other brothers shake their heads and go. I can’t tell whose side they fall on in all of this—probably their brother’s, even if they think he’s wrong.

  “Why don’t we give you two some time to talk,” Aiden says as he takes Caroline’s hand and they go to the door with Elvis in
tow.

  “But I want to stay and find out what happens next,” Caroline complains, but Aiden just shakes his head and keeps on tugging her.

  “Let me know if you need anything,” Aiden says to me and I nod.

  “I’ll talk to you later. I want to know everything,” Caroline says to Gia over her shoulder as Aiden pulls her out of the apartment.

  Silence passes for a moment as we stand there looking at one another. Finally Gia sighs and then wraps her arms around my waist.

  “I didn’t know anything about his business.” She shakes her head and there’s a sad look in her eyes. “It went under?”

  “It was a few years ago,” I sigh. “My firm was looking to invest and it could have put him on the map. But he wouldn’t meet the terms and we went with another option. It sent his company into bankruptcy.”

  “That’s awful. I wonder if anyone else knows.”

  “I doubt it. Jason was always really private and that’s how he ended up like that in the first place. But I’ve heard through the grapevine that he’s onto something again. Something that could be huge. But that’s his story to tell.”

  “I love him, but I don’t want this to cause problems.”

  “The only problem right now is that you’ve got too many clothes on and I’m not inside you,” I say, pressing her against the wall. “Let’s take care of that.”

  “You read my mind.”

  I lift her up and her legs wrap around my waist. I unbutton my pants and free my cock while she rubs her hands across my bare chest. I push into her, her wet heat surrounding me as I grunt. She’s tight and hot as I slide in and out of her and try to erase all the drama.

  The only thing that matters is Gia and what her heart desires. I can put up with anything, including her asshole brothers, if it means at the end of the day she is in my bed.

  “We’re getting your stuff,” I say, thrusting hard. She moans and scratches me down my back.

  “Yes,” she breathes and closes her eyes.

  “And you’re not ever sleeping away from me again.” A growl rumbles low in my chest as I squeeze her ass and pump into her. “You’re mine, Gia, and nothing is coming between us.”

  “I’m yours, Marco.”

  I rub my thumb against her clit and she cries out as she thrusts her hips down on my cock. I keep rubbing it, thrusting, until I feel her pussy squeeze me. Her legs tense and she calls my name, her body rocking with her release.

  I hold myself deep inside her as my cock swells and I cum. It’s hot and fast, but that’s how it is with us. We’re a fire that can’t be put out and I don’t want it any other way.

  I brush my lips against hers and kiss her softly. “One more time. Then we can go,” I say and she smiles at me.

  “I think I can handle that.”

  Chapter Seven

  Gia

  I pick up my math exam and take it to the front of the room. I follow behind the rest of the students as I put my test on the desk. I have no idea how I did on it and sadly I can’t bring myself to care. These past two weeks have been wonderfully terrible.

  I’ve pretty much moved into Marco’s place and all I have left to do is hand my keys over to the building manager. Marco was crafty and had the place emptied while we were at lunch one afternoon. When the man wants something done, he goes for it. I don’t think he knows how passionate he really is, but I do and I love him for it.

  “Miss Fisher.” I look up at Professor Wilson. “A word please.” He winks and I wonder if he’s got something in his eye. Why else would he be winking at me? I hear a girl next to me whisper that I’m lucky, but why would it be lucky to get asked to stay after class?

  “Sure,” I say, stepping aside to let everyone go by me.

  I shoot Marco a text letting him know I’ll be a minute longer before sliding my phone back into my bag. It’s not a small class, but none of the basic classes are. This geometry class has over eighty students, but math has always been easy for me. I didn’t study for the test like I normally do, but this time my mind was somewhere else.

  If you would have told me a few months ago I would be cool with skating by in class I would have called you a liar. I put my all into everything I do, even if I’m not sure why I’m doing it. College is a perfect example of that. I know I’m supposed to be here, I’m just not sure what I want to do with a degree. I guess I need to finally pick a major, but it’s too bad they don’t offer a class on making babies. I smirk to myself, knowing I already take that class nightly. Although who am I kidding, I take it all day. Marco and I can’t get enough of each other.

  “Gia.” I jerk when the professor calls my name and my cheeks heat. Thankfully he doesn’t know what I was thinking about.

  He smiles and steps closer to me and my stomach drops. I’ve heard a few girls mention Professor Wilson sleeps with his students. I brushed it off thinking it was just gossip because Professor Wilson isn’t bad on the eyes. What if he thinks I was blushing because of him? He’s going to ask me out or something, I can feel it. The energy shifts in the room as the last student exits, leaving me alone with him.

  I fidget with my engagement ring that’s been on my finger since last Sunday when Marco asked me in front of my whole family. Well, my whole family minus my brother Jason who has missed the last two family dinners. My dad gave Marco his blessing before he asked me to marry him in front of everyone. It’s still hard that Jason isn’t fully on board, but my family wants me to be happy and I guess we all hope with time Jason will come around. Still it’s putting a damper on everything for me.

  “Professor Wilson,” I say, waiting for him to tell me what he wants.

  He’s acting like I’m the one who asked to speak to him as he stands there in silence. I’m a little surprised he even knew my name with the number of students he has in this class.

  He moves closer and I freeze when he reaches out to touch me. His hand moves towards my face and I know I should step back, but I panic. Normally I would smack his hand, but him being my teacher renders me motionless. Not to mention no one ever tries to touch me.

  “The fuck?” I hear from behind me.

  Marco shows up out of nowhere and his hand wraps around the professor’s wrist. I knew he was waiting outside for me, but I guess he decided to come in. Marco’s not a patient man. He thought he was when we first started dating, but I have to remind him we really haven't been dating that long. He only grunts when I give him the facts as if they aren't real. Lately he’s been mostly impatient with us getting married, as if we could run down to city hall and my family wouldn’t lose their minds. It isn't helping that I’m dragging my feet about planning it and picking a date. I keep hoping Jason is going to come around.

  Professor Wilson pales as Marco leans close to him. “You touch your students often?” I’m not sure it’s really a question but more of an accusation. Marco throws Wilson’s hand so hard he actually stumbles back and Marco takes a step towards him. I jump between them and put my hands on Marco’s chest.

  “I’m ready to go,” I tell him softly.

  I grew up in a house full of boys, I know when not to poke. Now is not a time to stir anything even if Wilson had it coming. If this is something he does to his female students, then someone needs to put a stop to it.

  “I’m not.” Marco’s eyes are shooting a death glare over my shoulder.

  “I’m really sorry, Miss Fisher.” Professor Wilson goes back to using my last name, trying to calm Marco.

  “That’s not helping,” I snip over my shoulder to the professor.

  “Miss Fisher.” Marco repeats what he’s called me and I roll my eyes. He will not be happy until I’m a Mrs. with a giant baby belly to match.

  “We’re leaving.” I use my own stern voice and dig my fingers into Marco’s suit. I pull him with me and he goes, but not before he lets the professor know this isn't over. He’s right. It isn't over, but it doesn't have to be handled with two men rolling around in the middle of my classroom.

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; I get him out into the hallway but we only make it a few feet down the hallway before he’s pulling me into a room. When the door closes behind us he’s all over me.

  “I knew this dress was going to be a fucking problem,” he says.

  Before I can call him out about it he’s kissing me again. He enjoyed the dress before he took me to class and he seems to be enjoying it now as his hand slips easily into my panties.

  I moan at the grip of his hands because I love the rough side to Marco. It’s why I can’t get mad about how he acted moments ago or the fact that he’s going to make me cum with people a few feet away moving up and down the hallway. I have a feeling he scouted this room before he went into my classroom to find me. The man is always two steps ahead.

  “Wet for me already,” he says as he pulls his mouth from mine and I nod.

  I’m still wet from the cum he left inside me this morning. His fingers strum my clit and I press my chest into him, wishing we were back home and in bed. I hate when there are so many clothes between us.

  I try to move my hips as I let out a small moan. His free hand comes up and covers my mouth.

  “You’re going to be quiet for me.” I shake my head no because I’m never quiet. I’ve tried but it doesn’t work.

  He fights a smirk. “You can cum when you give me a wedding date.” His fingers stop moving and he drops his hand away from my mouth.

  My lips part and my mind goes blank. “I can’t,” I cry, needing to cum.

  “You don’t want to marry me?” His tone is light but my body is screaming.

  “You know I do.” I try and wiggle, needing the friction as I dig my fingers into his suit. “Can we talk about this later?”

  Chapter Eight

  Marco

  “We’re going to talk about this now,” I say as I watch her writhe and beg for release. “Every other time I bring it up you distract me with sex and the only thing I can think about is giving you pleasure.”