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“Really?” My eyebrows shoot up. “The dean called you in because of some attendance issues?”
“Yeah. And about my grades slipping. I’ve missed a few tests and assessments. Whatever.” Colt moves on from the straw container, filling a candy container next and concentrating on it as though he’s saving a life. It’s like he’s trying his hardest not to look at me. Which means he’s hiding something. I cross my arms and lean against the counter right next to him.
“There’s more to this story. Deans don’t care about a blip in a random students file. Spill it, Salter.”
Colt sighs, and finally turns to me. “It’s Dani again.”
“Oh God,” I grumble. “What did she do this time?”
“She put in a request for a welfare check on me. Said I’m dating you and things have gone downhill since. Apparently, she’s very concerned about us,” he says this last part sarcastically.
“Ugh, what’s her damage?” I shake my head. I can’t believe she’s taking this so far, talking to the dean about us. “Thanks for trying to gloss over it, but there’s no way she’s concerned about ‘us’. Let me guess, her only concern is that my wicked stripper-girl ways are a bad influence on you?”
“Ignore Dani and her drama.” Colt says, avoiding my question. “She’s obviously hellbent on doing anything she can to destroy us, so the best thing we can do is keep being happy together.” He reaches out and hooks his fingers into the belt loop on my jeans, pulling me closer. He kisses me gently.
“No wonder she’s so jealous. I’d want you back too if I was her.” I say, then I cringe inwardly. Whoa. Where did that mush come from?
Colt grins adorably at my cliched words. “She never had me, though. It was a one-night thing.”
“Hmmm,” I wrap my arms around his neck and give him a wicked smile. Whenever I’m feeling out of my depth, I always steer the conversation back to comfortable territory. Like sex. “Maybe I’d go crazy if I only had you for one night.”
“Is that so?” He dips his head to kiss me again, deeper this time.
“So, what did you say? To the dean?” I ask when we come up for air.
“I told him he could take his gossip and stick it where the sun don’t shine.”
“Oh, really?” I quirk an eyebrow at him. “You told the man running our university to stick something up his ass?”
“Yep,” Colt grins. His fingers are still hooked in my jeans, and now he moves his thumbs, so they brush against the skin on my hips. It gives me tingles.
“What did you really say to him?”
“I said you aren’t the problem, Dani is a stalker and a bully. And who I’m dating is none of his business.”
“You stuck up for me?”
“Why wouldn’t I?” His eyes widen with such pure goodness it makes my insides melt. What’s happening to me? Why am I becoming such a sap? I need to snap out of it and go back to my regular bad-girl programming. A quick glance around gives me an idea. I bite my lip.
“Come with me.” I grab his hand and pull him towards the door behind the counter.
“Where are we going?” He asks, letting me drag him along.
“To the storeroom.” I pull him inside and close the door behind him. It’s a windowless room, filled with shelves and boxes. A table sits in the middle with a computer and printer on it.
“We’re not allowed to leave the front counter unattended.” He smiles down at me, not making a move to leave. I push him so his back hits the closed door.
“I thought you could catch up on some classes. Biology being the first one.” I murmur.
He wraps his arms around my waist and draws me in close. I lean up and kiss him, my hands finding their way to the back of his neck. After a moment, he pulls away.
“I wasn’t joking that we can’t leave the counter unattended.”
“Don’t worry, we won’t be long.” I cup his growing bulge. This guy isn’t going anywhere. I kiss him again, leaning my entire body into him, pressing against the hardness of his chest and stomach, still rubbing at his other hardness through his jeans. I’m also wearing jeans, not exactly easy access clothes, but I can make it work. Stepping back from him, I undo my buttons and lower my jeans.
“Sassy,” he says, his words thick. And the desire I hear in his voice has me wet. “Here?”
“Here.” I confirm, sliding my shoes off so I can step out of my jeans the whole way. I stand before him in only a thong and a midriff top. Colt’s eyes wander down my body, drinking me in. He moves a hand behind him and I hear the lock turn. He pushes himself off the door and steps towards me in the small space. He dips his head and kisses me deeply, his hands making their way to grip my ass. I reach for his jeans and blindly undo them, not breaking away from our hot and heavy kissing. The button pops open and I push them down, feeling his cock become free. I trail my fingers over it softly, teasing him as our tongues continue to collide, hunger driving the both of us. Colt slips his hand inside the front of my panties, dipping until he finds my wetness and slides his finger up my slit. The tip of his finger connects with my clit and I gasp, pushing myself into him harder. I grab his length in my hand with a firm grip, but he surprises me by gripping my wrist and twisting it behind me. I go to speak, ask him why I can’t touch him, but he kisses me harder, holding my body against him. His finger finds my entrance and dips inside, then moves back to my clit and circles it. I groan, my knees going weak with pleasure. He continues to circle my bundle of nerves, teasing me, and I can sense an orgasm building already. I go to move my hand back to his cock again, but his grip on me only gets tighter. A flash of irritation runs through me because I don’t like to give up control, but I’d be lying if I said I wasn’t also incredibly turned on. I move my other hand to him instead, and he whips his hand out of my panties and grabs that one, too. My legs almost buckle at the disappointment of him stopping what he was doing to me. My entire body is coiled tight, ready to climax at the slightest touch, and I can’t help but let out a whimper of need.
