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He shoved his hands in the pockets of his sweats and leaned back against the wall. “I’m trying like hell to remember your grade is important. I haven’t been a boyfriend in a while, but I’m pretty sure I’m not supposed to jump you the second you walk through the door.”
Just like that, the awkwardness disappeared. I dropped my bag at my feet and approached him.
“Is that what we are?”
His heated gaze skimmed down my body. “As far as I’m concerned, that’s what we are. I guess you have a say, but I should warn you I can be very persistent when it comes to getting my way.”
I stopped short of his legs, and he widened his stance. “I haven’t been a girlfriend in a while either. Guess we’ll have to muddle through together.”
He sucked in a breath as I slipped my hands under his shirt. Lifting it to reveal an expanse of warm skin and stacked muscle.
“Take this off,” I murmured.
Parker lifted his arms, letting me pull the material over his head. The shirt fell to the floor, and I wondered why I’d never dated an athlete before. His gray sweats hung low on his hips, and I wanted to lick the ridges of his abs, following the V down until he lost control.
I leaned into him, feathering kisses along his jaw as his hands settled at my hips. “I think it’s my turn to have a little fun.”
“Lorelai,” he said reverently.
Parker tilted his head to kiss me, and we both sank into the release. A different tension built with every taste, a slow, thorough exploration of what it meant to belong to him. I threaded my hands through his hair and tried to pull him closer. The length of him pressed against my lower belly, but his hands stayed locked tightly at my waist, as if his grip was the only thing holding him back.
“What about your paper?” he finally asked.
“I’ll write it after,” I promised against his mouth, then dropped down to my knees.
His head thudded back against the wood, and he reached out to lock the door. I pulled his sweats and briefs down past his ass, allowing his cock to spring forward.
I raised my brows, definitely proportional. Eva would be pleased.
My fingers barely wrapped around him, and I decided to save the V for later. I swept my tongue across the bead of moisture on his tip while I looked up at him.
Parker fisted his hands in my hair. “Fuck. This isn’t going to last long. I’ve been hard for you for days.”
I grinned. “Better enjoy it then.”
Contrary to the assumption of our professor, I didn’t have a lot of experience with blow jobs, but I was a fast learner. Parker let me know what he liked, groaning or guiding me with his hands.
His grip tightened until he took over completely, slowly thrusting into my mouth. To my surprise, he wasn’t hard to accommodate despite his size. I glanced up again, expecting to see his eyes closed, but his gaze was locked on me.
“I could watch this all day. Seeing my cock slide in and out of your mouth. Will you be a good girl and swallow?”
Challenge accepted. I scraped my fingers down his thighs, then reached around and pulled his ass toward me.
He didn’t last much longer. Parker moaned my name when he exploded down my throat, and I swallowed every drop. I licked my lips and stood, impressed that he was still half hard.
Parker dragged me forward for a quick, violent kiss, then brushed my nose with his. “Give me two minutes,” he panted.
My lady parts cheered at his recovery rate. By that point, I was so hot I could probably come from a single touch. Parker tested the theory for me by dipping his hand into my pants and sliding two fingers inside me.
I shuddered—hard—and my knees gave out. Parker’s arm around my waist held me upright, but he chuckled as he nuzzled my neck. He stroked me a few more times, then retreated.
“Think you can make it to the bedroom?”
I let him hold my weight a second longer, then pulled back with a sly grin. “I don’t know… we’re supposed to be studying.”
His once-again hard cock twitched between us at my threat. “Take my word on it. You don’t need to doanyresearch on blow jobs.”
I laughed, stepping back to fix my top and grab my bag from the middle of the floor. “Well then, I guess I’m ready for the advanced course.”
