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A sound, from inside the dorm room.
Not just any sound.
A fucking moan.
I tense, my eyes stabbing through the darkness at the dim light coming from the crack of the slightly open bathroom door. I crane my neck until I can peer through the gap.
Instantly, I go still.
And hard.
Eloise is alone, lying on her bed with headphones in, her eyes closed, her head turned to the side, and her hand buried between her legs.
She’s naked.
I groan inwardly as she moans again and arches her back. Her pale, bare tits thrust up toward the ceiling, giving me a clear view of the creamy mounds capped with hard, dusky pink nipples. My gaze teases down over her flat stomach and rolling hips, to where her hand is rubbing between her thighs.
Pale, creamy skin. Pink, slick lips. Trimmed blonde hair. Plunging, wet, eager fingers.
I’m cupping my cock through my pants before I can stop myself. My eyes glue to Eloise as she touches herself, and I start to stroke in time with her fingers.
I shove aside the inconvenient truth that there’s a strong chance it’s fucking Ansel she’s thinking about.
Ansel isn’t here right now. I am.
Ignoring the words running through my head like “creep”, “stalker”, or “predator”, I pull my thick cock out of my jeans and wrap my hand around it. Eloise starts to finger herself faster, rubbing her clit with the other hand. I start to stroke myself harder, keeping pace with her.
She moans again, her face crumpling as she thrashes her head back and forth. Her back arches, her taut pink nipples begging for my mouth. The wet, squelching sounds of her fingers in her sweet little cunt fill the room, until both of us are past the point of no return.
“Alistair…”
It’s the shock that sends me over the edge. Even though I can clearly see that her eyes are closed and that she’s wearing headphones, a part of my brain still dumps adrenaline into my system, thinking I’ve just been caught. And it only makes the climax that detonates through my entire body a thousand times more intense than anything I’ve ever felt before.
The rush. The thrill. The danger. The dark, depraved, secret knowledge that I shouldn’t have.
She’s fantasizing about me.
Eloise gasps and arches her back again, her thighs clamping down on her hands as she comes hard. With a grunt, my eyes still locked on her, I twist my torso just as the cum erupts from my swollen head. I blast rope after thick rope into the shower stall, letting it splatter onto the drain.
Clarity hits me hard. Not shame. Not any sort of post-orgasmic reality check. Just the realization that any second now, I really will be caught in Eloise’s bathroom with my dick out.
It’s time to go.
For a second, I glance at the showerhead and contemplate removing the dye.
Yeah, no.
I smile maliciously.
Even if I’m the star of her fantasies, the dye stays.
I am exactly the devious fuck most people at this school think I am.
But Eloise?
The wheels in my head turn slowly as I slip out of the window and climb back down the ivy-covered latticework outside.
Eloise, it would seem, is much, much more interesting than I would have ever imagined.
