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His hands grip my hips and he pushes my back down slightly. I feel the head of his dick running along my ass crack before he moves to my pussy. He slowly starts to press in, my back arching. One of his hands slides up my stomach to my tit, giving it a squeeze as he starts to move inside me. Every flex of his hips brings me closer to the edge. He feels so damn good.
His hand moves to my hair and he grabs it, pulling my head back so he can kiss me. "I love you, Bres,” he grunts in my ear as he continues to thrust in and out of me.
"I love you, too," I whimper. It doesn't take me long to come around his cock, just like I've done time and time again.
When my legs give out, Jagger wraps his arm around my waist, keeping me upright. He continues to thrust in and out of me, chasing his own orgasm. I feel his body tense and he sucks on my neck as he comes.
I pant out as I try to slow my heart rate, but it's no use. Standing up, I lean back against Jagger and close my eyes, letting the water coat my skin.
"Even though I don't want you to go, I will. Just be smart.” He grabs the body soap and pours some on my loofah before running it over my skin, taking his time to wash every inch of me.
"I will," I say. "Once she finds herself a toy for the night, I'm all yours." I turn in his arms and he presses his lips to mine.
"Good. I want you to call when you're ready for me to come get you." He runs his soapy hands over my slit, making me suck in a breath.
“I will,” I murmur before he washes my hair.
Once I rinse it out, he turns the water off and grabs a towel, wrapping it around me. I watch as he gets out, still soaking wet, and leans over to grab a towel from the cabinet under the sink. Fuck, his ass is amazing.
I finally get a good look at the tattoo that dips below his waist. I reach out and run my fingers along the outline of the dragon with a crown. He turns to look over his shoulder at me. "Like it?" I nod.
Once I’m dry, I grab panties, a bra, a pair of sweats, and a tee, then blow dry my hair. Once that’s done, I walk back into the bedroom, seeing Jagger lying against the headboard, his hand resting on his stomach. His eyes are closed, and as much as I want to lie in bed with him, I grab my makeup bag before walking into the bathroom.
Once I finish my makeup, I make my way back into the bedroom. His eyes are still closed, so I walk over to the bed and run my hand along his abs. His hand grabs mine, but he keeps his eyes closed. "What are you doing?" There is a hint of a grin on his face.
“Hoping I can get you to take me to my dorm. I need to change.” I lean forward and press my lips to his.
“Of course.” His eyes open. “Fuck,” he mutters. “I don’t like the idea of you going out, looking hot as hell without me there.”
I snort. “I’ve been going to parties for months. I’ll be fine, babe.” I kiss him quickly before pulling his hand to get him up and off the bed.
He grumbles something before making his way to his closet, grabbing a button-up shirt. "You have plans?" I ask. I didn't expect him to stay home while I went out. Maybe it will be good for him to go out with his friends for a little while. Since I've been staying here, he hasn't gone out with them once.
My phone buzzes. When I check it, I can’t help but laugh at Ireland.
Hurry the F up, whore.
I type out a message.
I’m almost ready. Jagger is going to take me to my dorm to change before dropping me off to meet you.
“Ireland is bitching because I’m late.”
He turns and looks at me with a grin that I know will only lead to me being naked and in his bed if I’m not careful. "Well, I don't care." He smirks at me before pulling a pair of boots from his closet and slipping them on.
Sometimes I don't know where he learned to dress. He's wearing a button-up shirt, a pair of dark wash jeans that have a few holes, and a pair of biker boots that have seen better days. If I weren’t crazy in love with the stupid asshole, I'd tell him he needed to change into something not so…douchey? I don’t even know how to describe it right now.
"Let's go before I change my mind about you leaving tonight," he says, wrapping an arm around me and pulling me toward the door. I go willingly because, truth be told, I'd go anywhere with him.
