this story was co written by Ropetease
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Joe was walking across the quad towards his next class when he saw her standing, talking to someone. Joe felt his heart skip a beat he couldn't believe he might have found her after all theses months of searching .Just as he was walking up behind her, Joy suddenly turned bumping into him and her books went flying. When her hand touched his forearm to steady herself he felt warmth spread up his arm.
"Oh, I am so sorry. I did not see you," she tried to apologize as her chocolate brown eyes looked up to meet his.
Joe did not hear a word she said as he looked down at her. His six-foot-two body towered over her five-three body. In that brief second of her touching his arm he felt his heartbeat quicken as a feeling of pleasure washed over him. He felt as if she had cast a spell on him. He couldn't help but notice the glint in her eyes as she knelt down to pick up her books.
"Let me help you," he stammered as he knelt beside her.
Joy needed the time it took to pick up her textbooks, never in her life had she dreamed that someone would look at her the way this unknown man had. Yes, she had seen him around campus a few times, mostly with some of the jocks and a different girl every time. While she picked up her books she took time to collect her thoughts and glanced towards him out of the corner of her eye.
Joy took note of how his dark brown hair was cut in a deep fade and the way the back tapered off at the nape of his neck. He had a well trimmed beard, mustache, goatee and sideburns that was set off by his lightly sun kissed skin. It was all Joy could do not to run her fingers along his face. She inhaled the scent of him, wanting to commit it to memory. Just the scent of him made her heart beat a little faster, he smelled that good. When she looked up, his eyes were fixed on hers and there was a slight smile on his lips. For what seemed like minutes they stared into each others eyes.
Joy was in a trance like state as his scent tickled her nose and her mind was swimming with images of his lips on hers. Her body froze and her trance broke when his hand touched hers. Her heart pounded in her chest as his fingers wrapped around her hand. She found herself gasping for breath as her eyes glazed over becoming a darker shade of brown.
"Hi, my name is Joe," he said with a slight smile.
"Sorry about that, Joe, my name is Joy," she said just above a whisper trying to keep from blushing, even though she knew it was a losing battle; she could already feel the heat flooding her cheeks.
Joe held out his hand and helped her to her feet again.
"Thank you," she said mourning the loss of his hand on hers when he released it.
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"Again, I'm sorry about bumping into you," Joy stammered out.
"I'm not sorry at all to have bumped into something as soft as you," Joe whispered to her.
He could not believe the effect this girl was having on him just by touching his arm.
Joe was something of a heart breaker, there weren't many girls that would say no to him if he looked their way. He could see that Joy was on a different level, she wasn't the normal type of girl he went for. From her butter toffee hued skin, her thick shoulder length brown hair, to the luscious curves of her body, she had an ass you could bounce a quarter off of. Porcelain skinned pretty little blonde's or redheaded stick figures were more his speed or so he thought until Joy bumped into him.
"See you around sometime," Joe said to her, trying to get a handle on himself.
"Yeah, see you around," Joy whispered to herself.
For Joe, sometime would be six hours later at the party his fraternity was having at the frat house.
Joy's roommates had talked her into attending the frat party with them telling her she would grow roots if she didn't get out some. What they hadn't told her was that Joe was a member of the fraternity. They knew she was seriously crushing on him and after watching the two of them bump into each other that afternoon. They made it their mission to find out everything they could about him. When they found out later he belonged to the same fraternity that was having an open to all frat party, they agreed not to tell Joy that Joe would be there.
He couldn't believe his eyes when two of his frat brothers started commenting about wanting to sample a little bit of that brown sugar on the dance floor with her friends. Joe turned to see who they were talking about and was instantly hard when he saw it was Joy they were talking about.
On the dance floor gyrating with a group of girls wearing a one shoulder crop top and modified wrap skirt that hung low on her hips was Joy. Barely listening to his friends, he heard a couple of them saying they had plans for her later. Joe stood near the bar nursing his beer watching her dance, watching her like a hawk. He hadn't caught all of what his frat brothers had been saying, but just the thought of them even looking sideways at Joy made him want to snatch Joy off the dance floor and stamp his name on her ass. Joe could see she was not really paying attention to her surroundings and at some point, her friends had all scattered leaving her alone.
Joy was so lost in her own world on the dance floor that she didn't notice a couple guys had boxed her into a corner. They had invaded her space and had started to tag team her as she fought to keep their hands off of her body.
With the number of people dancing, it looked like she was enjoying the attention at first. When Joe noticed the way one of the guys was trying to pull her closer to him, while the other used his arms to keep her from pushing his friend away. Joe walked into her line of sight and saw the sheer terror in her eyes. He knew what the guys had planned for her now. Joe felt anger well up inside him over the treatment his frat brothers were giving her.
Walking up behind and pushing his way past them he told them, "Sorry guys, but this one is mine!"
His frat brothers looked like they wanted to protest but they knew Joe well enough to know doing so would get them their asses handed to them on a platter.
"Baby girl," Joe asked adding, "You ready to give me that dance you promised me earlier?" trying to tell her with his eyes that he was trying to get her out of this and to play along.
Allowing a tense smile to play across her lips, Joy responded, "Yes I am, Joe."