More Than Enough (Enough #2) (23 page)

I focus on Athena after I drink
and ask her, “Are you okay? That got a little crazy out there. I’m so sorry she clipped you, Red.” She shrugs it off and squeezes my hand, “It’s okay, Kell. I couldn’t let her hurt Carter anymore, and she hardly brushed me. But I have one question to ask, so do you think your parents liked me?”

We all had to laugh at her joke
, and I could feel all of us relax the farther away we got from them. No matter what else had happened this trip, I’m glad to know that Athena and I belong to each other. I have absolutely no doubt now that wherever I go, I want her by my side.

As we load
up and got settled in the jet, I just am overwhelmed with feelings of happiness and contentment. I look over at Athena in her white shorts that are riding up her legs as she crosses them and start to feel my blood fire with desire. I know I’ll never get enough of her, and before Brayden can claim the back bedroom, I just scoop her up and start heading that way.

Brayden notices and protests, “Hey, you guys got the back on the way here. It’s definitely mine and Carter’s turn now.” I just smirk at him and say without remorse, “Sorry, brother, but after all the times I sat up here alone while you and Carter took the bedroom, I think you
still owe me.” Carter laughs and says, “I hate to say it, but I think he’s probably right. We do owe him a few times in the back.” Brayden agrees reluctantly but states, “Fine, take the back, but give us a five minute warning knock before you come out. My girl has had a hard week, and I need to help her relax in any way I can.”

I just nod and get Athena to the back as fast as I can after that. Brayden obviously has plans as do I. As soon as I close the door, I say, “I need you, Red. It’s been a stressful, hellish morning, and I need you hard and fucking fast. All I want is to just pump into you for as long as I can until everything leaves my mind but the feel of you squeezing me for every last drop.”

She looks into my eyes, and I can see the same uncontrollable desire in her. We start tearing off each other’s clothes with absolutely no finesse but full on desperation, and when we are completely naked, I put her up against the wall and just slide in her hard. She’s already dripping wet for me and starts clenching around me in the delicious way that only she does.

I pull her head back with her hair and bring her lips roughly to mine. She takes my lower lip between her teeth, and I growl with the feelings of aggressive arousal that it brings out in me. I want her to feel as anxious for me as I feel for her, and I continue to pump in this hard steady rhythm until she finally begs me, “Please, Kell, give it to me harder. I’m so desperate to
cum right now, and I need you to give it to me, please.” I start driving into her even harder and adjust her legs so that they’re wrapped high around my waist.

“I’m so fucking desperate for you, every minute of every day. What the hell have you done to me, Red? I want you like this all the time.” She sobs out, “Me too, please, Kell, feels so good.” I smile and know that she’s about to go over the edge when she’s not speaking in complete sentences, and my body is so ready to just let go with her. I feel her tightening up around me, and I just let out a groan and nip her neck as I cum inside of her.

I kiss and hold her and whisper every word of love that I’ve ever heard into her ear. She seems to lap it all up and just snuggle closer and closer the more that I say. I wonder how many words of praise she’s ever really heard. She’s never really mentioned her parents, and I assume their kinda deadbeats since they’re not involved in any part of their daughter’s life. I’ve never heard her bring them up in conversation or talk on the phone to them. But now I’ve taken on the role of her protector and provider. She’ll now be my first priority in everything, and I’ll always try to put her needs and wants before everything else. I sit there and just hold her in my arms. She’s drifts off to sleep with a smile on her face, and I tell her, “Dream beautiful dreams, my sweet girl, because whatever you dream, I’ll try to make it all come true.”

The next two months were the best of my life. I had a girl that I was in love with and that loved me. Carter, Brayden and I were all back to normal, but even better because Athena was now officially a part of our group too. We went out to dinner and went to parties together. Sometime we all just hung out and had a mov
ie night, and other times we went our own separate ways as couples. But I felt just happy to have somebody I trusted and loved to share my life with.

Valentine’s day was coming up tomorrow, and Athena and I were going to a Valentine party at one of the fraternity houses that did a lot with the football team. Brayden and Carter were going to, but he’d already w
arned me this morning when I saw him in the weight room to not expect them to stay long. He explained, “Valentine’s day is all about expressing your love to the one that you love. I can’t fucking do that in a room full of people so Carter and I will get all dressed up since she likes to. Then we will got with you guys and socialize for a little while, but after that we are out of there. I want her all to myself on the most romantic night of the year.” I jeeringly put in, “You want her to yourself every night, not just that one.” He looks at me and agrees eagerly and without guilt, “Yeah, I know.”

I walk away from him after that with a roll of my eyes and agree mentally that I’d rather be just me and Athena for the majority of the night too. But I wanted her to get the whole experience of being in love on Valentine’s day, and if that meant we needed to get dressed up
and go to a themed party, then that’s what I’d happily do. She gives me so much that I never mind doing whatever I can to please her in return.

When I get back to the dorm room, I pull out the box that I’d picked out last month in anticipation of tomorrow night. I open it and look at the four carat diamond sparkling inside. I feel a little nervous but also even more excitement at the thought of my ring being on her finger for everybody to see. I know we’re only sophomores in college, and if she has a problem getting married
before she graduates, I’ll wait. But I need to see my ring on her finger, and I want everyone to know that she’s completely mine.

Ever since I knew that I loved her; I wasn’t satisfied with just being in a relationship. I’m an intense guy, and I can’t
seem to do anything halfway. Just dating the woman that I love is not enough for me. I’ve got to have her as my fiancé and as soon as possible my wife for me to feel content. I’m too consumed with thoughts of her every moment of the day, and I know my feelings for her are just getting stronger with time.

I hear a slight knock on the door and quickly stash the ring back in its hiding place. I yell, “Come in,” and Athena enters the room looking very tempting in a short green dress with brown cowboy boots. I waste no time pulling
her into me and kissing her lips. My hands, off their own accord, start climbing up her dress until I’m able to discover that she’s wearing a thong today.

I groan at that discovery and tell her, “You look so hot, Red; I don’t even know where to start touching first.” She laughs and says
, “Well you started with my lips and ass so I think you didn’t have much trouble picking.” I grip her ass and pull her onto my lap as I sit down. “You should’ve been in my head. It was a very hard decision, believe me.” I start putting my face in her cleavage and try to resist pulling her dress down to really be able to enjoy this position.

I complain to her, “I want to just tear off your sexy dress and have you, but Brayden was heading back here. And I really don’t want him to walk in on what I really want to do to you.” She leaned her head back and looked at me with just a small tilt to her lips and then confided, “I ran into Bray on the way up, and Carter had called him cause she got out of class early. We probably won’t be seeing him for a few hours.”

With that, I pulled her dress over her head and just attacked her. All of our clothing came off quickly, and we just enjoyed each other for the rest of the day. We both missed a class, but the pleasure made it completely worth it.

Chapter 18

Athena

Keller is just unbelievable. I’ve never been treated like the most important thing in anybody’s world before, but now I don’t think I could live without it. It’s Valentine’s night, and he told me to get dressed up and ready for a special night together.

He’s already sent me over two hundred roses to my dorm room which my roommate enviously helped me arrange. And he gave me a diamond necklace over lunch that he’d had made especially for me, and I love it!

But no
w he sent a dress over that he’s picked out especially for me to wear. It was by a designer that I couldn’t even pronounce, but it was the most beautiful thing I’d ever seen. It was green which is my favorite color to wear with my hair, and it was the most expensive material. It had angled straps and a very tight bust and waist, but it flowed out till it almost hit the floor. When I put it on, I knew I’ve never looked this good in anything in my life.

Keller is taking me to a football fraternity Valentine party because he wants me to experience as much of the Valentine traditions that I can. I know he doesn’t want to go, but it is so sweet that he’d do it for me. Then he said he had a surprise for me, and we’d be alone together for the rest of the night.

I love that he’s taken complete charge of such an important night without any guidance or help from me. He’s so good at being in charge and taking care of everything. I love him so much, and I’m happier than I ever even thought I could be with him. I want to open up about what shitty people my parents actually are, and how much I’ve changed since I met him.

I’m even going to confess that Rachel and I when we first met both agreed we wanted to snag athletes so they’d take care of us. I just want him to know it all so there’s nothing but truth between us. But first I just want to have an amazing first Valentine’s night as a couple.

I hear a strong knock at my dorm room door and already know that it’s Keller. I grab my purse and head out to open it. My roommate went out with a bunch of girls on a non-Valentine night celebration so all I had to do was turn off the light and lock up.

I open the door and Kell growls out, “Red, that dress looks a little too good on you. I don’t really want you around other guys with so much of your tits and ass on display. Maybe you should change. Do you have any other dressy clothes in there?” I’m already shaking my head no. I look
sexy in this dress, and there’s no way I’m changing just because of Kell’s jealousy. He gets stared at constantly by girls because of his cut body and chiseled, gorgeous face. For one night, he can deal with some of the same thing.

He opens his mouth to argue about it, and I cut him off, “You said you wanted me to have the perfect Valentine night. This dress will make the night more perfect. I love it, don’t you?” He nods reluctantly, “I do love the dress, Red. It’s just when I picked it out, I had no idea that it would hug your body like that. It almost looks illegal with the way you wear it.” I give him a dirty look, and he seems to make an effort to drop the subject.

He leads me outside and takes me towards a Mercedes instead of his truck. I look at him, and he explains, “I didn’t want to use our car service cause I wanted complete privacy, but I didn’t want to use the truck because of your dress. Thank God for that because if I had used the truck, I could’ve sold tickets for when you were getting in and out of it.” I laugh at that, and he smiles at me and says, “I just wanted you completely comfortable.”

He helps me into the passenger seat, and I say, “Thanks, Kell, that’s so thoughtful. This is a beautiful car, and it was so thoughtful for you to rent it for tonight.” He smiles at me kinda nervously, and I start getting suspicious. “This car isn’t a rental, Red. I bought it for you to have something safe to drive around in. Do you like it? It’s just another Valentine’s gift.”

I sit there stunned and don’t even know how to respond. What’s the proper etiquette to thank somebody for giving you a car? Keller must take my silence as a negative; he tells me, “If you don’t like it, we can get you something else, anything else actually, just say the word, Red. This car just had a high safety rating and still went really fast. Carter’s all about the speed, and I wanted you to have something that you could enjoy driving.”

I shake my head at him and try to explain. “Kell, it’s not the car. I love the car. It’s beautiful and brand new. I’m just stunned that you bought me a car. The diamond bracelet was a huge Valentine’s present. This car is just so much more. I don’t know what to say or do, but
say thank you. Thank you so much for getting me a car to use. You are the most wonderful, thoughtful boyfriend in the whole world.”

I leaned completely into his seat and just started kissing him as if my life depended on it. We kissed until both of us could hardly breathe. I sat back into my seat to catch my breath, and he started driving us to the restaurant he’d booked for tonight. I couldn’t even pronounce the name that he’d said to me. But it was French and sounded expensive and romantic so I was perfectly happy to just go along with his plans on this
too.

The restaurant was wonderful with beautifully lit candles and softly playing violins. We just talked softly together about how long we’ve been together
and rehashed over how short he was to me when we’d first met. He explained, “You scared me from the beginning. I was so attracted to you immediately, and you seemed so giving and kind. But I didn’t want to be hurt again like I was with Carter. It felt easier to just fixate on her and not be hurt all over again by falling for somebody else. But you just snuck into my thoughts and stayed there until I knew there was no resisting you. You were in my blood before I even was aware of it, and now you’re the only thing I crave ever second of every day.”

His voice throbbed with emotion as he described his feeling
s for me, and I just studied him as he talked. His hair was still shaved close to his head, and his green eyes were unbelievably bright against his skin. His features in the candlelight looked even more chiseled and sexier. And he was dressed in a suit that looked like it’d been custom made just for him which it probably had. Our waitress kept trying to catch his eye, but his gaze never strayed from me the entire meal.

At the end of it, we walked to the car holding hands, and he complained, “I don’t want to share you with everybody at this party, and the first guy that fixates on your ass is getting a fist in the face.” I understood his reluctance and felt some myself, but I wanted to dance close to him and see Carter and Brayden before we retreated to our own little world for the rest of the night.

“I’m not letting you off the hook so you better just put on a happy face and be glad we aren’t staying long,” I lecture him. We get to the party, and the frat house looks amazing with all the candles and accents decorating it. Kell and I walk in to a band playing a slow song while some couples dance and others sit and talk at some beautiful tables decorated in red roses and white table clothes.

Kell leans down and asks, “Dance or sit, Red? Which one do you want to do first?” I look around and spot Carter talking to Rachel on the o
ther side of the room. I have hardly seen her in months, except at practice, and I want to make sure that we’re good. I start heading in their direction, and Kell leans down and asks me, “You want me to get you a drink, babe?”

“Yes, plea
se, I’m going to go say, hi, to Rachel and Carter.” I gesture in their direction so he’ll know where to find me and head their way. As I walk up, Carter comes rushing towards me and gushes, “I love your dress, Athena. You look absolutely beautiful and green is definitely your color.” I give her a hug and tell her, “Well, you look even more perfect than usual, Carter. You know I love red on you.” She smiles and leads me back to Rachel who is watching me with an amused glint in her eye.

I really don’t understand what her problem is with me anymore, but I don’t want to have any bad blood between us. “Hey, Rach, how’s it going?” She gives me a huge fake smile and says, “Oh, so good, Athena. Everything is just perfect.” Carter gives me a look that says, what’s her problem, and I shrug slightly to let her know I’ve got no idea.

I try to stay around and draw Rachel into the conversation, but she just refuses to really converse with me. When Keller reaches us, I finally give up and decide to just enjoy the night with him. Rachel and I were never best friends, and I have no clue why she’s almost hostile now.

I dance with Kell, and he just holds me close to him and strokes my shoulders lovingly. We sit down and talk to Carter and Brayden as we have a drink, and we all seem to agree to one more dance before we leave. Kell and I start to dance together when Rachel and Brant step in front of the band.

Confused, I wonder what’s going on. Brant is part of the fraternity that’s holding this dance, but I don’t know why they’d interrupt the band. Rachel grabs a microphone and announces, “We have a video to share with everyone. It’s just a lesson on true love so we thought it was really important to show it tonight.”

She smiles at me cattily as the lights dim and the video comes on. Right away, I get nervous. It’s me and Rachel from freshman year. We’re stumbling around a little and are in her old dorm room. I can tell we’re drunk and have just come back from a party, but I don’t really remember this night sticking out for any reason.

Then Rachel starts talking and my blood runs cold. I do remember this night now, and I forgot that we’d decided to videotape our goals at the time. I try to pull on Keller, and he looks down at me. “We need to leave now!” I tell him. “Why, what’s going on? What happens on this tape?”

Before I can answer him, Rachel says on the video. “We’re both going to land athletes that are going to take care of us for life, girl. All we need to do is attend the athlete parties and dress in clothes
that will let them know how hot our bodies are underneath. We’ll both never have to work another day in our lives.”

Now I look drunk on camera, and
if I’d just kept my mouth shut after her statement, I knew Kell and I’d be fine. But I chime in on the video, “I’ve got to have a man that’s going to take care of me, Rachel. I watched my father use my mother and take everything she had to give until she was nothing. And I’m not going to be used like that. I’m going to be the one that takes. I’m going to give my meal ticket everything I’ve got until he can’t imagine life without me, and then I’m just going to sit back and let him provide me with a lifestyle that my white trash parents had never even dreamed of. I’m going to use him and get what I want out of life. I’m never going to turn into my mother.”

NO, no, no ,no. I can’t believe this is fucking happening. I haven’t even been able to look at Keller, but I can tell just from being so in tune with him that he’s turned to stone. I know he’s stunned and bothered, but I haven’t been brave enough to see how much. Tears start welling up, and my vision
starts to be obstructed by them. I hear Rachel and I toast the athletes that are going to give us everything we want before the video cuts off.

Carter comes over to me and just wraps her arms around me tightly. I lean down and bury my head into her body. She whispers words of encouragement in my ear, “It’s going to be okay, Athena. I know that video took place a long time ago, and you were drunk, hon. We’ll figure all this out.”

I can’t believe Rachel hated me enough to show this video to everyone. Now, no matter what else happens, people would say that I was only with Keller for his future and his money. No one would ever believe I was in love with him again. Would he ever believe I was in love with him again? And with that thought I life my head to look at him and attempt to explain that horrific video, and why I was talking like that.

But he wasn’t still standing beside me, and I searched the room and figured out that he wasn’t anywhere in it. Carter grabbed my hand and held it in hers and told me, “He left, Athena. Right after the video shut off, he just walked out.” Tears are still streaming down my cheeks, and I turned to Carter and plead, “What do I do, Carter. How do I reach him now? I love him, and I never wanted to just use him so he’d take care of me. I was always interested in him, not his money.”

She nods sadly and says, “I know that, Athena, but I don’t know right now how you can convince him of that too. He’s always been terrified of being used. I don’t know after that kind of evidence thrown in his face how you can get him to believe you really love him. I know you well enough to know that you actually do and think deep down Kell knows that too. But I don’t know if he’ll be able to get over his fear and insecurities enough to see it.”

With that opinion from Carter, I just start sobbing, and Carter leads me out of the house and into the limo that Brayden and her had for the night. Brayden follows us out and must’ve
been closer to us than I’d realized that whole time. He glares at me with hatred, and I can see that he hasn’t been able to see that that’s not me now.

He doesn’t say anything though, probably cause he doesn’t want to upset Carter. I just cry while Carter hugs me and offers comforting words until we reach my dorm. I start to get out, then say, “Wait, I want to see him. If I can try to explain, maybe we’ll be able to get past this. I love him, and I just want to talk to him tonight.”