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OhGod. I wasn’t sure if he was trying to warn me or turn me on more. But the idea that we were about to arrive at the front gates of the prestigious university where all our friends were currently roaming the halls—with him inside me, and me about to come all over the Sprinter’s floor—had me shoving upright off the seat and taking him as deep as I could get him.
A loud shout left Daire, and one of his arms wrapped around my shoulders and neck, keeping me in place, while he wound the other around my waist and took hold of my dick.
He fucked me hard and fast then, quick, deep jabs, as he worked my cock. My body no longer belonged to me in any way, shape, or form. I let myself go.
Our curses echoed off the van’s walls as it inched closer and closer to our final destination, and just as Scotty pulled into the drop-off zone, a car sped up in front of him, cutting him off, and he slammed on the brakes, jerking both Daire and I backward.
That didn’t slow us down, though. In fact, the new position had Daire exactly where I needed him to finish this. The van came to a stop outside, and Daire continued to hammer inside me like a man out of control.
I turned my face into his arm, knowing I was about to scream bloody murder. The orgasm tingling at the base of my spine was only one more thrust away from shooting out of me and all over the floor.
Daire trembled against me, milking my pounding shaft as I clenched my ass around the bold intruder. His arms tightened around me, his body shuddering with every pulse of his dick, and my only regret was that I couldn’t feel the hot flood of his cum filling me, nor would I feel it dripping out of me later.
I guess I would just have to rely on memory, and the delicious ache I would feel as soon as the high wore off, because holy shit, I’d just had sex with Daire.
Daire had just had sex with me.
And now we had to go to class.
TWENTY-FIVE
daire
I AIMED FOR the bull’s-eye and threw another dart, but this one landed so far off center it bounced off the board and fell to the floor.
Great. I was playing shit tonight. It wouldn’t have anything to do with the fact that I’d broken all my rules and fucked Gavin this morning.
I threw another. Missed.
Nope. Nothing at all to do with him.
“Another couple of tequila shots for you.” The lone waitress manning the residents-only bar at the Towers set the full glasses on the high-top beside me and winked. “It’s on the house. You look like you need them.”
Thanking her with a nod, I tossed back one of the shots and picked up another dart. This time I actually made it onto the board, but just barely.
Maybe I needed to keep drinking. It sure as shit wasn’t making my aim any worse.
As I grabbed up the darts and took my place again, my eyes caught on Gavin making his way into the Towers, his school bag slung over his shoulder. It was late, and the fact that I knew where he’d been—hell, knew his schedule—was pathetic. I paidfar too much attention to where he was every minute of the day. Even now, when I hadn’t been looking for him, there he was.
I watched as he waved to the front desk attendants and made his way to the elevators, but before he stepped inside, he happened to look in my direction.
The way his face instantly brightened when he saw me had an unfamiliar tightening in my chest. He shouldn’t be looking at me that way. I didn’t deserve it. I wasn’t sure anyone did.
Turning away, I refocused on the board and let another dart fly. It landed—just into the wall.
Gavin chuckled behind me. “Having an off night?”
Jerking the dart out of the plaster, I shook my head. “How can you tell?”
“You’re usually so good at this.” He set his bag on one of the chairs and leaned on the high-top as I took my place again. “Something got you…distracted?”
I hesitated, but somehow that was what did the trick, because the dart hit the bull’s-eye.
“Oh shit, look at that.” Gavin grinned as he walked my way, casually reaching for the waist of my jeans as he looked up at me with adoring eyes. “Looks like I’m your good-luck charm.”
Of course that was what he was thinking, when he really should know better. Nothing about me was good. For anyone. He needed to save that look for someone else.
I stepped back out of his hold and focused on the board. “Did you want something?”
