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She opens to me immediately, and our tongues slide together, mating. Her hands grip my shirt, holding me close to her. Damn, she’s hot and eager, pressing into my body like she can’t get close enough.
This is so wrong, but I can’t stop myself. I push her backward, following until she’s beneath me on the couch like we’re two horny teenagers. My greedy fingers slip under the hem of her t-shirt to tease at the soft flesh of her belly. She shivers, rocking into me, and groans when she feels my rock-hard cock pushing back against her. My breath saws in and out, and my heart is racing like we’ve been running for an hour.
The way she molds herself to my body makes me crazy. I tear myself away from her mouth and let my lips roam over her jaw. When I get to her neck, I try to resist but end up taking a quick nip of that sweet flesh. She jolts, rocking her hips against me, trying to get closer. Trying to satisfy an ache.
This woman. I’ve never felt anything so fast or so strong. It’s crazy. I’m crazy. This is so unlike me. Growing up the big brother of Devon, I always had to be the responsible one. This is anything but responsible.
I pin her wrists down and grind my throbbing dick against her hot center. Her legs wrap around my waist tightly, and she arches her back. Her eyes flutter closed, and I realize she’s nearly ready to come. Already. The sound I make is primal. I feel like a caveman. The only thoughts in my head are: Make. My. Woman. Come.
My cock is pushing at the zipper of my jeans trying to get at her. In her. I rock back and forth, thrusting against her, giving her the friction she needs. She starts bucking wildly beneath me, her voice crying out as she reaches a climax. When she finally goes limp, she opens her eyes, a bright pink blush painting her cheeks.
“Oh, my God.”
“You’re beautiful,” I tell her. It’s sappy and cheesy, but I can’t hold the words in.
Reality crashes in hard. What am I doing? This is wrong. I let go of her wrists and sit up. Taking Katie, a student, is something my brother would do. She deserves better.
She gets up on her elbows, her glasses askew, her hair a wild mess. Fuck. I want inside her.
“Nick?”
I curse at myself, near panic rushing through me.
I still want her. I can barely restrain myself from pulling her onto my lap and finishing what we started. I close my eyes. “I’m sorry, Katie. I shouldn’t have...we’ll talk in the morning.”
She’s confused, blinking out of her orgasmic haze. “But you didn’t...” She gestures to my lap.
“It’s fine.” That’s what cold showers are for.
I’ve made an awkward situation worse. I can tell when she starts looking for clothes to put on and realizes she’s still fully dressed. Her face is red, not from a sensual heat. I’ve embarrassed her. I’m such an ass.
“I should go,” she says, standing up, putting on a brave face.
“Take my room.”
She shakes her head. “No. Absolutely not. I mean I should leave.”
“Take my room.” It comes out harsher than I mean it to be, and she jerks like I slapped her. “Please.”
She stares at me, the color leaving her face. “I’ll be gone in the morning.”
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Katie
ITURN AND RUN TO MYbedroom,hisbedroom, and slam the door.
I’m mad that he ordered me around. I’m mad that he’s giving my emotions whiplash. I’m mad that I just had the best orgasm of my life and only got to enjoy it for thirty seconds before being reminded that I’m still a virgin and justcameon a guy who doesn’t even want me enough to finish. Not just any guy, either. He’s a legend and I am just...ordinary.
I’m so embarrassed. Emabarrassedamundo. Who does that? He must think I’m such a horny slut. I literally humped him until I got off.
I pull out my suitcase, intent on leaving, but stop before I get anything into it. Tomorrow. Tomorrow, I’ll get up extra early and sneak out before he even wakes up. Yes. That is a better plan.
I change into the t-shirt I sleep in and slide into the sheets. Big mistake. They do indeed smell like him, and I am instantly wet again. Survey says: I really am a horny slut.
No man has ever looked at me the way he did before he changed his mind. I’m not someone who gets much attention about my looks. Most people just sort of gloss over even looking at me. The only one who’s ever called me beautiful is my daddy, and he thinks I walk on water, so he doesn’t count.
But Professor McFuckme changed his tune pretty quick, didn’t he? Of course he did. He probably realized he could do much, much better.
