The Variations - Jones M (most romantic novels TXT) 📗

she was to blame.

She sighed as she walked back to her bedroom. She was not feeling hungry. All the emotions and the crying she had gone through that morning had left her exhausted. She did not mind sleeping at that moment. It would provide her an escape from her current reality.

 

 

 

Chapter 23

 

"Hello, Kate," Chris made his presence known as he entered the room. Kate, who had settled on her desk with her books, turned to look up at him.

"Chris? What are you doing here?" she asked as she turned to face him. "I thought you would be busy tonight."

"Ssh, that doesn't matter," he told her. Kate looked back at him, and to her shock, she found him naked. 

"Chris--" she was cut off when he was suddenly in front of her. His hands touched her cheeks, and his lips found hers in a passionate kiss.

Kate moaned into the kiss, welcoming Chris' embrace. When she felt his skin on hers, she was shocked. She momentarily ended the kiss to look at herself, suddenly realizing that she was also naked.

"Wha--"

"I must have you, Kate," Chris cut her off, placing his lips on Kate's again and throwing her back. She gasped, wondering if she would hit her head, but she landed on a bed with blue sheets.

Chris climbed on top of her, and his lips quickly found hers once again. His arms encircled around her form, and his hips settled themselves between her legs. 

"Chris," Kate groaned, arching her back into him. His lips found her neck, kissing them as his hands grabbed and fondled her breasts. They pinched her nipples, and she moaned in pleasure. She arched her back, offering her breasts to him.

'Is this really happening?' she thought.

The appendage between Chris' legs rubbed against her pussy. Kate tightened her legs around his waist, urging him closer. He started a grinding motion, making sure his cock toyed with her cunt.

Kate felt her pussy flood with her juices. They dripped onto the bed, coating Chris' shaft.

"Chris," she moaned.

"Don't you like my cock?" he asked her, moving faster. The motion had his dick bumping against her clit. Kate gasped and moaned.

"Come for me, Kate," he ordered, sucking her nipple into his mouth and biting it. "Let me hear you scream my name."

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"Chris!" Kate yelled out in pleasure from her sleep, feeling her body tremble as something powerful took over her form. Her vision was momentarily filled with whiteness, slightly frightening her.

Her fingers clenched her bed, holding on as she enjoyed the feeling. The sweet ache between her thighs slowly disappeared, and the tremors that had taken hold of her body were stopping.

The sensations seemed to go on and on, having her taking deep breaths through it.

"Chris--" she whispered his name, cutting herself off when she realized he was not in the room. Kate groaned in disappointment.

It had only been a dream.

She sighed, not knowing whether to curse it away or to keep asking for more.

Things had been strange ever since that weekend that Kate had spotted Chris having sex with another girl. It had been hard to speak to him or even look at him without wanting to cry all over again. A couple of days after that incident, the sadness was replaced with longing. She believed it was a good thing because it meant she could get over him.

The tension between them soon dissipated. Even though they were talking comfortably again, Kate was still hurting after seeing Chris with another girl. It also didn't help that she was having dreams about him.

They had started innocently during the Thanksgiving week that had passed. She had dreamt of spending time with him, laughing and talking about random stuff. But then the dreams turned romantic where he told her he wanted to date her. And then suddenly, they turned sexual. She had experienced her first orgasms through them.

Groaning, Marie moved to sit up from her bed. She noticed the large pillow she had cuddled with when she was asleep, and her eyebrows furrowed. She moved her hand around, stopping when she felt a wet spot on the bed. She looked down, realizing that a part of the bed had been coated with her release.

She groaned as she blushed, remembering the dream and dreading to have to clean the bed sheets.

If Kate was honest with herself, she did not know how to handle the situation. It was new to her. More importantly, she needed to find a way to stop thinking sexually about her friend or else things would get complicated. They were already partners for their college year project. If she were to ruin that with a relationship, it could cost them their grades.

Also, she was sharing a dorm with Gwen. She did not want to face the teasing that would come her way.

"Morning," Gwen greeted with a singsong voice when Kate was making her way to the bathroom. She turned to eye her roommate, surprised at seeing her in a cheery mood.

"Did someone die?"

"No. Why do you ask?"

"You're smiling," Kate pointed out, and Gwen gave her an unamused look.

"No. I have a date with Ben this evening."

Ah, Ben. He had been Gwen's tutor at first, but then things had progressed and they became a couple. Kate was still shocked by it. She knew her friend never went for the nerdy guys, and seeing her with one of them had taken her aback. 

"Tell him I said 'hi'," she said, even though she had never met the guy.

"Will do," with that, Gwen closed the door behind her.

Kate sighed in relief. Her friend had not heard her moan in her sleep, and so she was safe from ridicule. She still had time before classes would start, and so she decided to think of what she would do with her bed.

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"... so I think we should rotate the eyeball..." Chris went on, motioning to the main character's 3D model with a pen.

Kate zoned out, looking at him as he worked. They were at his place. On that day, he had worn a yellow T-shirt that did nothing to hide the definition of his muscles. His biceps had been on display all day, and it had her distracted. She found it hard to focus on anything other than him.

"Kate," Chris called out as he faced her.

"Hmm?" she said, dazed.

"Are you even listening?"

"Uh, yes."

Chris raised an eyebrow at her. Kate realized at that moment how cute he looked.

"Really?" he doubted. "What have I said?"

Marie momentarily looked at the laptop in front of him. It showed one of the characters they had modeled, and Chris had zoomed in to view the eye.

"Something about the eye," Kate said, not knowing if she was right. Chris kept giving her a doubtful look before he turned back to the 3D model of the character.

"So..." he continued, and Marie zoned out again.

'Ugh. This is bad!' she thought. 'I have to concentrate or else he'll realize he's the distraction! I can't go through that level of humiliation right now.'

"Kate?" Chris called out again. "You don't look like you're here. Did something happen on Thanksgiving Weekend?"

"Oh, no," she replied with a shake of her head, praying that she was not blushing as she remembered her first sex dream. "I actually had a great time. It's just that I'm missing my parents."

The last part was true.

"Oh," Chris commented. "Well, it's okay. There's still Christmas."

Chris had a point, and Kate found herself nodding. He furrowed his eyebrows before minimizing the window of the 3D modeling program.

"Some of my relatives and I stayed at my mom's place. Where did you spend yours?" he asked.

Marie proceeded to tell him about how calm the holiday had been for her. She had spent some quality time and even caught up with her parents at a hotel in Stonedale.

"Wait. You were in town?" Chris asked.

"Yeah," Kate replied. "We were there to see how the renovations were going."

"Renovations?" Chris furrowed his eyebrows in confusion. "You're moving?" 

"Well, yes," she told him. "I'll be coming back to the house. My parents will still be traveling around the world. It's just that they'll like to have a place to stay when they want to get a break from it. Didn't I tell you this when we were going to your sister's wedding?"

Chris was grinning.

"What?" questioned Kate with furrowed eyebrows.

"You're moving back to Stonedale."

In an instant, he had his arms wrapped around her form. Kate was surprised for a moment, but then she felt delicious electric currents run through her form. The feel of Chris pressing against her was wonderful. She immediately hugged him back, enjoying the feel of his hands on her back and the heat coming from his body.

'Crap,' she thought. She needed to control herself around him.

"That is very good news. You've made my day, Kate," Chris said next to her ear. His breath hitting her skin caused goosebumps to rise and a shiver to slightly rack her form.

"Chris..." she trailed off.

Never had she ever been aware of a guy before him. Being near him, smelling his musk mixed with some cologne he had worn, and the fact that he was hugging her disrupted her thinking process.

Chris retracted the hug, and Kate found herself looking at his orbs.

"Why are you blushing?" he asked her.

"What?" she asked him.

"You're blushing," he said, grinning. Kate raised her hands to feel her cheeks.

"No, I'm not," she said.

"You are," he pushed. "Your cheeks are red right now, see?" he said, moving to poke a finger onto her cheek.

"Chris!" she stated, and he laughed. She felt a fire in her cheeks, and she knew that she was definitely red-faced.

"It's times like these that I enjoy being around you. Watching you smile," Chris spoke, and his words did not cool down the flush in Marie's cheeks. His smile soon disappeared, and he looked sad.

"Kate, I'm sorry."

"Why? What about?" Marie was confused.

"That day at my house. When you saw me with another girl--"

"Oh," she said. Marie expected to cry, but she felt nothing except for the hurt in her chest. "It's okay."

"No, it's not," he said.

"You do know that I'm the one who is supposed to be apologizing in the first place, right?" Kate stated with a raised eyebrow.

"You did," Chris replied with a small smile. "But that's not exactly what I mean to talk about."

"Huh?"

"Do you remember when I told you about the girl I like?" Chris stated, moving to grasp her hands in his.

"Yes..." Kate stretched out the word as she looked warily at him. Why was he touching her hands?

"She knows what I did," he sighed. 

Kate's eyes widened. Her heart thudded with an emotion that felt like... Happiness? 

She suddenly felt shameful. There Chris was, feeling bad for himself for ruining something that could happen between him and someone else. Instead of being selfish and jealous, she ought to help him.

"How?" she decided to ask him.

"I don't know," he shrugged in reply as he looked at her. "But when I went to see her... When I looked in her eyes, I noticed she had been crying. She didn't want to be around me."

"Oh," Kate commented. She hoped he didn't know that she, too, had been crying.

"I feel awful, Kate," he said, grasping her hands tighter in his. It made it hard for her to focus on his words because his touch was pleasant on her fingers.

"I talked to my sister