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The pace might be torturous, but it’s getting us there all the same.
When she reaches down to cup my bare ass, her fingers turning into claws of need, I know she’s ready. I lean back enough to admire the ecstasy on her face, all the while making sure my pelvis grinds into her clit.
Then, the walls of her grip me tight, clenching and pulsing as her cheeks flush ruddy.
The extra pressure has me at the edge. I bury my face in her neck, inhaling a deep lungful of her delicious aroma. Bringing her down hard on my dick, I forever entwine the scent of candied pears with spilling hot waves into my girl.
Mine.
I have to bite into her shoulder to muffle my groan.
We stay there—me naked, pinning her against the dressing room wall, with her strong legs locked around my waist—for maybe minutes, maybe hours. All I know is, I don’t want to let her slide off my body. I never want her to move away from me. Not in this room, not in a few weeks when the semester comes to an end.
I don’t think I’ll recover. Hannah is a magnet, and I’m a compass. One moment, I was pointing north. Now, I’m just directed at her. Only problem is, I know distance won’t change that.
She’s my new north.
A shiver skitters through her compact body, and when I lift my head from where I settled it on her shoulder, I realize the lustful heat has drained from her skin.
Even with it gone, she still wears a lopsided smile with her eyes settled half-open.
Reluctantly, I pull myself back far enough to let her gain her own footing. The short black skirt falls around her thighs, a flimsy curtain covering perfection.
For a moment, she glances around the room, as if searching for something, before giving me back her gaze.
“Where’s my underwear?” As she whispers the question, the first words she’s uttered since we started fooling around, Hannah places a hot hand on the side of my rib cage to steady herself as she rises onto her tiptoes, attempting to lean in close to my ear.
It’s enough to make me want to scoop her up again and try for another round. Unfortunately, I don’t have that quick of a recovery time.
I reach down to slide the used condom off my uncooperative dick as I answer, “I’ve got them. Safe and sound.”
She rocks back on her heels, wrinkling her nose and shaking her head at me. “Those aren’t yours to keep.” Her hushed chastising just makes me grin.
I tie off the condom and search for somewhere to dispose of it. Even though I talked about this kind of hook-up in the past and was the one to initiate things, I didn’t really think it through.
I just wanted her so bad that I couldn’t imagine leaving this room without making a pass.
And she went for it. My little exhibitionist.
“Give me that.” Shorty reaches toward me.
“I’m naked. I swear I’m not hiding your panties on me.”
“No. The condom. Here.” She bends over, grabs her soda cup, and pops the lid off before offering it as a makeshift receptacle.
“Look at that.” I drop in the evidence of our sneaky liaison. “Teamwork!”
“Keep your voice down!” she whisper-yells at me, even as a grin threatens at the corner of her mouth.
“Why? I’m supposed to be in here. You’re the rule-breaker.” I have to dodge fast as she tries to pinch my side, chuckling and batting her hand away.
“And what kind of friend would you be if you gave me up? Now, get dressed while I toss this. You still need to try on that smaller size.” Hannah cracks the door open to peer out and apparently finds the coast clear because she makes her escape without a backward glance.
Which might have been better because most of my giddiness evaporated at her use of that one word.
Friend.
Not that being her friend is a bad thing. It’s just not the only thing I want to be. Friends come and go in your life. It stings a bit to leave them behind, but you get over it.
