“You’re not gonna run into him.”
“I mean, he hangs around the same campus as I’m on.”
Lowering my head, I plant a gentle kiss on her lips. Pulling away, I hold her chin in place so she’s looking up at me. “You’re not gonna run into him.” I repeat myself.
“Oh,” she gasps, turning back, but still looking at me in the mirror. I can see the realization spread across her face before she eases a bit. Stepping out of my gasp and moving into the shower.
Hesitating, not being able to get the bruising out of my head, I debate leaving the room.
“Eli, I’m not glass.” She calls from the other side of the curtain.
“I know that.” I mumble as I walk over to the shower. Drew turns around, looking at me, smirking and closing the distance. “We already decided that was a bad idea.” Stilling her by resting my hands on her shoulders.
“How often do you do that?” she whispers, looking up at me through her lashes as water droplets cling to them.
“Do what?”
“Deny yourself what you want.” Blinking twice before leaning up onto her toes and bringing her lips right to my ear. Feeling her breath as she speaks. Her fingers trailing along my shaft. “What you’re saying and what you’re showing are two very different things.”
Laughing out loud, I look down, gripping the back of her neck and forcing her to look up at me. “I never said I didn’t want to fuck you.” Wrapping my hand around hers, tightening her grip on me. “Do you feel that?” watching her face intently as her mouth parts. “I’m throbbing for you.”
Her breath elevates.
“I’m always fucking throbbing for you.”
“Always?”
“Since the moment I tasted you.”
An evil smirk spread across her face as her hand slides down my length.
Shaking my head, it pains me as I force the words out. “I told you, bad idea.”
“Okay,” she whispers, taking a step back as I look over at her again. “But I still want to watch you come.”
The shock fills me as I look at her. “What?” My mouth dries as I try to speak.
“I didn’t stutter…”
I know the bruises are there, but in this moment I don’t even notice them. She leans against the wall, eyes still on me, spreading her legs, propping her foot on the side, displaying herself for me.
“Goddamn,” I mumble, gripping hold of my cock as she slides her fingers along her folds. My mouth dries as she presses circles on herself and her nipples perk in response.
Stroking myself, eyes glued to her.
“That’s right.” She pants.
I can already feel the pre-cum seeping out as she presses her fingers inside.
“Fuck. God. Fuck.” Tripping over my words as I watch her.
“Good boy.” She whispers, taking me by surprise, and I have to focus momentarily to keep from losing all control. “Are you close?” Her voice full of desire.
My mouth is so dry it can form any words, so nodding my head is what I decide on.
“Do you want to come on me?”
Nodding my head before I even think about it.
