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She moans, arching her chest forward.
I do the same to the other nipple. Teasing. Licking. Sucking. I bite her nipple, testing how much pain she can handle, and she hisses out a breath, her body melting into mine.
Guess this girl likes it a little rough.
Noted.
“We need to take this off.” I start tugging on her shirt, which she’s still wearing.
Her wide eyes meet mine. “But what if someone tries to come in?”
I glance toward the massive wooden door. It’s heavy as a bitch. Old and scratched up. Wonder how many other college students hooked up in this room before us? “Is the door locked?”
She shakes her head, panic flaring in her gaze.
“Well fuck.” I rise to my feet, depositing her onto the floor as I make my way over to the door and slide the deadbolt in before glancing down at myself.
I’m sporting a major tent in my sweats that would scare just about any woman if she saw this coming toward her. Not that I’m bragging about my dick size but…
Okay, I’m bragging about my dick size. It’s definitely not small. Not even close.
Reaching down, I try to readjust myself, wincing at the ache that rocks through my balls. I don’t even have boxer briefs on to contain this beast. Jesus.
I turn, ready to encourage her to get rid of the shirt and bra, but her gaze drops to my groin, her eyes going the widest I’ve ever seen them.
“Tell me that’s not all you.”
It’s fairly fucking obvious it’s all me. “Uh…”
“Knox.” Her eyes meet mine, and is that fear in them? “My God.”
I rest my hand over my junk, trying to hide it, but it’s no use. “This is what you do to me.”
“I…” She shakes her head, collapsing onto the chair we were just sitting on. “Just…wow.”
I start to deflate, literally. I can see it on her face—she’s second-guessing this entire situation. “That happened pretty fast. Faster than normal.”
“Uh huh.” The moment I drop my hand, she’s staring at my erection again. “We’re probably not going to get any work done today, huh?”
I shake my head. “My rough draft is due Friday.”
“Friday? God, she’s mean. And right before your game too.”
Huh. Look how she cares. “At least I don’t have to write it over the weekend.”
“True.” Sighing, she glances down at herself and her cheeks immediately turn pink. “Oh my God, look at me. I was trying for professional here.”
“You’re beautiful,” I tell her, and she shakes her head, ignoring me completely as she tries to yank her bra into place, covering her tits. She then tries to reach behind herself to re-hook it, but it’s not really working.
I approach her, offering my hand. “Let me help you.”
She takes my hand and stands, slowly turning around to present her back to me. I reach beneath her shirt, hooking the bra back together, and she faces me once more, her mouth falling open in surprise when I start to button her shirt.
It’s absolute torture, brushing my fingers against her soft skin as I cover her back up, but it’s the least I can do after what just happened.
“Thank you,” she murmurs when I finish, her head still bent. “I know I keep saying this but—”
I run my finger down the front of her shirt, stopping directly between her breasts. “If you say one more time how we shouldn’t do this, I’m going to stuff something in your mouth to shut you up.”
