On The Floor (Second Story) by Jennifer LaCross Read Free Book Online Page B

my date.
    “I’m not going home with a guy I just met!” I say offended. Although, I definitely would have gone home with him .
    “Okay then. It’s settled. Want to meet up at twelve?” he says, his smile growing at his victory.
    “Yep,” I say and we smile at each other.
    Just then, Jenna knocks on the door as she opens it. “Sorry I’m a little late, Rachel, I was ju…” She stops talking when she looks up to see Jake standing so close to me and smiles, a knowing look on her face. Though I don’t know what she thinks she knows because nothing was going on. “Am I interrupting something?”
    “No!” I say very abruptly, and loudly. Too loud and too fast with a "no," normally means "yes."
    “No, we’re just talking. You must be Jenna. I’m Jake. Nice to meet you.” He puts out his hand to shake Jenna’s hand and smiles.
    She takes his hand in hers and keeps that knowing smile on her face. “Oh, I know who you are. I've heard all about you,” she says, her voice full of insinuation.
    Jake’s eyes flick to me and his smile widens. He turns back to Jenna and says, “You do, do you?” his smile turning into a smirk. “What is it that you've heard about me?”
    I look over at Jenna, pleading with her with my eyes. There are two ways this can go with Jenna. She is normally all for the truth in situations like this. She is constantly telling me to put it all on the table. But if she loves me at all, she’ll leave out the part about me wanting to rip his clothes off the moment his hands were on me.
    “You’re the new AM, right? Jake, the music major,” she says smiling over at me.
    She must love me. I smile back in thanks.
    “Yep, that’s me!” Jake’s smile fades a little. Maybe he was hoping for a little more based on her 'I already know who you are’ comment. “Well, I’ve got to get going. It was good to meet you, Jenna.”
    “The pleasure was all mine, Jake,” Jenna says that big smile still plastered across her face.
    He starts to walk out of my room and then turns around, placing his hands on top of the doorframe and leaning back into my room a little. It’s then that I am finally able to take in all of him for the first time tonight. He is wearing a white button up shirt rolled up above his elbows and dark jeans that hang low on his hips. His arm muscles strain to support his weight, and I can see a hint of a tattoo peeking out on his right arm. His shirt has ridden up showing a small strip of his stomach. I knew he had a hard body based on what I felt during our dance, but now I can the see the evidence with my eyes. Muscled abs and the ‘V’ leading right down into his jeans, which are fitted tight enough for me to see his… Oh. My. God.
    He looks so amazing that I have to remind myself to breathe normally.
    “And Rachel?” he says drawing my attention back up his face and away from his, um… goods? He smiles when our eyes lock. A smile that makes my knees go weak. “I’ll see you later tonight,” he whispers in a rough voice full of promise, giving me chills and making my center clench. Then he turns and leaves, walking down the hall.
    What just happened? He caught me looking at him and then he practically made me melt with one little sentence. I thought tonight was about planning activities for the floor? Now I feel like he might have something else in mind.
    “I think I just had an orgasm,” Jenna says totally seriously.
    “What!?!?” I squeal turning to Jenna.
    “That had to be the most erotic thing I have ever seen or heard and I have watched some pretty naughty stuff. And did you see his equipment? I mean, how could you not? I bet he knows how to use it too! Sometimes guys with big dicks think just because it's big they can just shove it in. But I saw that man dance and I bet he knows how. To. Work. It. Rachel, I know you told me to stop bugging you about it, but he obviously wants you. And by the way, what is going on tonight?” Jenna asks me as she finally stops