Chapter 16

**Saint

Past**

*I had to get a taste of her. I knew I needed to get a taste of her. Cyrus hadn’t waited for his turn. How did I know that if he couldn’t tell me? I saw him sneaking out of her room. I knew he didn’t go in there to talk. No Cyrus wasn’t a talking guy. He wouldn’t have even gone in to listen to her. He went in to beat us. He knew Royal would be next to me. He knew he would be last, so he took her for himself. I couldn’t believe I thought we were actually going to follow the rules. Not that the rules had ever been spoken, but I thought we all knew them. I am pretty sure Cyrus did but didn’t care. I wasn’t going to care either. I was going to get my chance with Winter. I was going to claim her as mine as well.

I slipped into her bedroom. She didn’t notice me when I came into the room. She was sitting at her desk, looking at the computer screen. I couldn’t tell what she was doing, but it had her attention. I watched her from a distance for a bit. She had her silver hair pulled back into a ponytail. She was twirling it slowly on her finger.

I know the other guys weren’t exactly like the direction Winter had gone with her hair. I didn’t mind it. I thought it was hot on her. She could pull it off. It didn’t make her look like she was an old woman. It looked good on her.

I walked closer to her, slowly to get a look at her screen, but not trying to get her attention. She was reading something online. What was she reading? My eyes widened when I read some of the words on the screen. She was reading pure smut. It was some kind of…what were they called? Fanfictions, I think. It was about some guy in a boy band. I normally would have made a face, but as I kept reading I got more curious about her. Was this what she liked? It was very dirty fanfiction that went into detail. I kept reading over her shoulder. I couldn’t believe I was getting into the story. I didn’t want to stop looking at it.

She turned around suddenly and jumped. She grabbed her chest as she breathed hard. “Saint,” she said. “I didn’t see you there. When did you come to my room? What are you doing in my room?” She asked.

I rolled my eyes. Of course, she didn’t hear me. I didn’t even like this stuff and I was deep in it. I was surprised she even found out I was there.

“Nothing, I just wanted to see what you were up to.”

She shrugged. “Just reading. Now please go away. Go talk to Zander or something. Or my dad. Doesn’t he like to talk to you about your soccer practice?”

Yeah, that was one thing about Rich. He loved to talk to me about Soccer. He hadn’t been a football star like this son. He was more into my sport so he liked to have someone to talk to it about. I did enjoy having someone take an interest in something I was doing. Fuck if my father ever did. He would rather be a piece of shit than care about his only son. I was one of the best soccer players in all of Everlasting. On my way to get into the American Soccer team and he didn’t give two shits about it. He would rather drink than take an interest in what his son is doing.

“He is busy. Besides I wanted to see you. Is that so hard to believe?”

She stood up from her chair still looking at me suspiciously. “Okay? What you saw what I was doing. Now, leave.” She said as she crossed her arms.

I didn’t leave. I instead closed the space between us, pinning her against the wall. She had been reading about a guy taking what he wanted from her. I was going to do the same.

“Do those stories turn you on?” I asked raising an eyebrow. “Is that what you like to think about? Guys taking what they want from you.”

She shook her head as she tried to push me off of her. It didn’t work. I was much stronger than her keeping her pinned against the wall. “No, it is just fiction. I just like to read it.” She sighed giving up on pushing me off. “Leave me alone, Saint.”

I shook my head. I wasn’t going to leave her alone until I got my taste of her. I didn’t get the other two obsession with her. Maybe I wanted some answers on how a girl could be wrapped around someone’s finger. I have never been even close to being obsessed with a girl. I liked some sure, but not what Zander talked about Winter.

I leaned down and kissed her lips. She was stunned by the kiss and my lips capturing hers, but soon her body started to react to the kiss. She began to kiss me back. It was then that I finally got it. When the sparks started to fall from her lips onto mine. My heart started racing against my chest. She tasted so sweet, I was dying for more. I ran my tongue against her lips. I wanted an entrance to get more of her taste inside my mouth. She let me in letting me taste her. I could feel my dick going harder than a rock at this. I rubbed it against her.

She pulled away when she felt my dick against her. “Saint,” she said. Her lips puffy from the make-out we just had.

“Ssh,” I tell her kissing her head. “I will take good care of you.” I put my hands at the back of her thighs and pick her up. I put her down on the bed and got on to of her. “You will enjoy this,” I said leaning in for another kiss.*