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Acutely aware that Beau was still fast asleep beside me, I pulled off the blanket, revealing my red lace panties to his wandering eyes. His hand paused on his cock, head tilting curiously to the side.
Feeling irrationally bold, I gripped my heavy breast through my thin sleep shirt, testing the weight. I knew I had good boobs. Large and perky. As he sped up his own strokes, I tweaked my nipple through my shirt. My other hand trailed down my stomach, resting on my panties.
In tandem with his erratic movements, I stroked myself through the thin material. I was pleased when his breathing got heavy, sawing in and out.
He no longer pretended he wasn’t staring at me. His body twisted to face me fully, his hand moving rapidly down the length of his long cock. Perspiration beaded on his forehead.
I imagined that cock inside of me, pounding me into oblivion. Wave after wave of pleasure carrying me away into an abyss. When Beau groaned beside me, mumbling something inarticulate, my pleasure intensified until I thought I was going to be cleaved in two.
Suddenly, I couldn’t stand the panties obstructing my desire. I pulled the lace away, spearing myself with two of my fingers. Juices met my greedy hand, but I didn’t let up. Each stroke sent me closer to tumbling over that pinnacle of desire. With one final flick of my clit, I went spiraling over the edge, muffling my moan with my mouth. Tanner followed immediately, cum squirting across his bed and hand.
My underwear was positively wrecked.
Totally worth it to see the shocked expression on Tanner’s face. Aw. Did poor little Tanner not think he was going to actually come?
Being extra quiet, as to not wake Beau, I tiptoed out of bed and to the door. Tanner continued to watch me, eyes widening almost imperceptibly. I saluted him—and his cock—before sliding out the door.
The halls were still empty, thank God, and the beginning rays of sunlight streamed through the window at the very end. I had just turned a corner when a hand clamped down on my shoulder.
I jumped, startled, and met Tanner’s bemused gaze.
“What the fuck was that?” he whispered harshly. I glared at his offending hand until he reluctantly removed it, shoving it into his sweatpants pocket.
“Oh. So you do know how to wear clothes,” I quipped.
“I don’t wear clothes in my room,” he retorted. “Ever.”
“Even with your new roommate?” I countered, feeling heat rise to my cheeks. Why did the thought of Beau and Tanner both being naked at the same time arouse me as much as it did? I quickly tried to smooth my expression into one of impassivity. Still, I had no doubt he had seen the flare of heat in my eyes.
Damn.
“If you were my roommate, I don’t think I would ever wear clothes.” His voice was low, a silky timbre, and made me reflectively think of his chicken leg.
Down girl, I scolded my vagina.
“Oh, go fuck yourself.” Turning on my heel, I hurried in the direction of my room. “I know you’re quite capable of it. Never seen a guy come so quickly through masturbation before. Must be one hell of a hand.”
“I can always show you,” he said lightly, and my eyes rolled backward in my head.
I knew guys like him. Guys who thought that the world would bow down to them. Cocky assholes who never had to work a day in their life. He was attractive, sure, and there was no denying he had a nice cock…I meant chicken leg…but his personality was an entirely different story. There was brooding, and then there was asshole. He fell into the latter category. I barely talked to him and his friends, and I already knew they were going to be trouble.
But my middle name wasn’t Karma for nothing.
Actually, it wasn’t. It was Gracie. But you get the idea.
“You think you can just look at me with hooded eyes, that damn tongue licking your lips, that perfect pussy spread out like my own personal feast, and walk away?” he asked, towering over me. He was so much bigger than me, both in height and muscle mass, but I knew instinctively that he would never hurt me. He would never take more than what I offered him. I couldn’t tell you how I knew that, only that I did.
“I think…” I leaned forward, breath caressing his face. His eyes fluttered shut. “I think I can do whatever the fuck I want.”
Leaving him dumbfounded, I strode toward my bedroom. The door had been kept unlocked, and I easily slid inside. I was just about to shut the door when his foot appeared in the doorway. I quirked a brow at him questioningly.
“It’s not safe for you to not lock your door,” he said casually. “There’s a lot of creepers here.”
“Says the person who followed me into my room,” I pointed out, walking to my still unpacked suitcase. Unzipping it, I shuffled through the clothes. I was painstakingly aware that he stood mere inches from me, dressed in nothing but a pair of sweats while I wore nothing but a long shirt and panties. I was also aware that his dick—
Stop!
Finding what I was looking for, I stepped around Tanner’s muscular form. His eyes were trained on me, watching my every move in rapt interest.
