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Melody tucks her hair behind her ear. Her hazel eyes sparkle behind her glasses.
She’s wearing a dark-blue sweatshirt that hasbook slutembroidered on the breast. I don’t have any idea where she pulled that out from, but she seems unperturbed about it. I keep looking at it—and therefore, her left tit—thinking that I’m misreading it.
Which wouldn’t be the first time.
“Where to now?”
“Campus.”
Greyson saw some of the players taking photos of us, their phones tilted in our direction when they broke for water. And sure enough, my social media notifications pick up right as we get onto CPU’s property.
I ignore them in favor of dragging Melody away from our group and into the administration building. I’m entirely positive no one’s going to remember Melody or give a shit that she’s here. It’s been two years. Sure, maybe a sophomore who’s now a senior might recognize her… but whatever.
Her being recognized now would only help us wave the flags over our heads.
“My parents want us to come back here for fourth of July,” I mention.
“To the house you took me for the snow day?”
I pause and let her words wash over me.
It’s one thing to have her say she remembers—but it’s another entirely for her to confirm it. Which means it’s a good thing we’re almost to our destination.
“That’s the one,” I confirm.
I stop in front of an open door. The office is clearly in use, which makes my mission even more daring. I pull her in and shut the door, then grab one of the chairs and fit it under the door handle. Finally, I yank the shade down.
Her gaze travels around the small room. It’s not any different, minus some decorations that Melody never got around to putting up.
“This was my office.”
“Sit down,” I murmur, my hand on the small of her back, guiding her to the office chair behind the desk. Once she’s seated, I grab a random paper.
She smiles. “I remember this.” She runs her foot up the inside of my calf. “And what came next.”
“You’re going to come next,” I reply.
She lifts her chin. “Better hurry, Jake. You might not mind getting caught…”
“We won’t,” I promise.
She lets me drag her pants down her legs and kneel between them. Her soft gasp when I drag her ass to the edge of the chair is delicious. Although the last time we were here, she wore a skirt that accentuated her hips. Now, I move aside the thong.
My dick twitches, standing straight up to attention.
“Your thongs will kill me.”
She runs her fingers through my hair. “I wear them because of the expression on your face right now.”
I groan and lean down. I run my nose along her pelvic bone, kissing just above the area she most wants me to touch. She’s practically panting, tugging my hair, by the time I give in and suck her clit into my mouth.
“Oh my God,” she moans. “Why is this hotter?”
“Because you’re remembering the last time… althoughthistime, I’m going to make you come.”
She shifts her hips, needing more.
I give it to her. I fill her pussy with my fingers, thrusting them slowly in and out as I nibble and suck at her clit. I flick my tongue across it, graze it with my teeth. She unravels above me, arching and gasping.
