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“You want to fuck me for anA?” I growl, threading my fingers in her hair and hitting the back of her throat with my dick.
She blinks fast attempting to nod as she holds her breasts, lifting them and pinching her nipples as I fuck her face.
“Then you’d better give me your best effort.”
I’m not safe, and she knows it. She’s playing with fire, and if she’s not careful, I’m going to use her the way she’s begging me to. Her head bobs faster, her hands wrapping around my hips, moving to my ass.
“Fuck…” I growl as heat turns to fire in my lower stomach, and my orgasm shakes me to the core. “Fuck, Reanna…”
It’s a ragged groan, and I lean my head against my arm as jets pulse from my cock into the open toilet. My knees are weak as I tug slower, coaxing the last drops of come from my body. God, it’s been too long since I’ve gotten laid.
Grinding my jaw, I reach forward to quickly flush the evidence away and reach for a towel to clean my hands.What the hell, Dirk?
Stepping to the sink, I turn on the hot water and grab the soap. I wash my hands roughly, scrubbing my skin as if I actually touched her body. Her young body, her perky nipples, her dewy skin…
She’s a fucking child.
She’s twenty-two, my rebellious brain argues.
“She’s a fucking student,” I say out loud to shut it down.
Great. Now I’m talking to myself.
I need to get out of here. Snatching my bag off the desk, I storm out into the hall and into the quad, glancing at the lowering sun. It takes less than ten minutes to get from my office to my faculty house.
I drop my bag on the table and head straight to my bedroom where I strip out of my clothes and quickly pull on shorts and a tee. I have an hour until sunset, and I slip AirPods in my ear and set off at a rapid clip.
Running is the only way to kill this tension, so I run until I don’t feel it anymore.
The sun is down,and I’m slick with sweat when I get back to my apartment. Halfway through my run, I stripped off my tee. It’s fall, but it’s still a little warm, and I had already soaked through the thin cotton. Now I toss it near the plastic laundry bin.
Crossing my empty kitchen to the fridge, I grab a bottle of water, rip off the top, and drink it all in one long gulp. My hand is braced on the door, and I lift my head, looking around the empty room.
You must be lonely…like me. Her voice echoes in my ears.
With another growl, I slam the refrigerator door and head for the shower.
Showered and changed, I flick on the TV, looking for anything to distract my mind. After going through three different streaming services and not finding anything, I pick up my phone.
I can’t call Hutch. I don’t want to hear him say I told you so.
Blake is always easy to talk to, but she’ll feel obliged to tell Hutch, and that gets me back to where I started.
Glancing at the clock, I see it’s ten, so I decide to start with a text.How’s it going, little mama? Any movement on the baby front?
Checking in on my pregnant sister-in-law is not out of the ordinary. It doesn’t signal I’m stressed or dealing with a hot-as-sin student who I really, really want to fuck.
Luckily, my phone buzzes with a quick response.Hey, handsome! Baby’s just growing. We miss your face around here. What’s new at school?
The fist in my chest relaxes. Why do I believe if anyone would understand what I’m going through right now, it would be Hana?
Because it’s true.
Still, I’m not about to burden her with my irresponsible shit.Feel like talking?
A few seconds pass, and my phone vibrates in my hand, indicating a call. I press the green button and Hana’s sweet, slightly high, breathy voice is in my ear.
“Hey, what’s up with you?” A light laugh is in her tone, and I almost forget how fucked-up I was feeling when I sent her a lifeline.
