Page 8 of Girl for Rent


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But right now, it's like no other women exists forme.

"I'm lonely too," Tracy says and walks over. I am acutely aware of the smell of her perfume and the rise and fall of her breasts.

She sits down next to me and I try to give her an interested smile.

What the fuck is wrong withme?

I should be all over this shit by now. I am President of this fraternity. I've got more ass in my time at college than most guys will in their whole lives. I should be wrapping my arms around her and parting her legs. I should be stroking her pussy and kissing her fuckingneck.

I should not be thinking about Christina.

Tracy edges closer and puts her hand on my thigh. She lets it sit there.

"Do you want to have some fun with me, David?" she asks. Her eyes gleam with lust and her mouth is twisted in a salacious "O." I know I could make her fucking come. Over and fucking over again. She wouldn't be able to walk properly. She'd totter out of my room and go collapse on the couch in the living room, her breathing only returning to normal a day later. She'd have memories that would stay a lifetime. She'd be ruined for other men and would keep coming back to me over and over to ride my fuckingcock.

But I don't dothat.

I don't do anything as she moves her hand to grab my thick, 12-inch cock that's throbbing in my pants as I keep thinking about Christina.

"Looks like this bad boy is already set to go," she says with a smile.

She's right.

I am set togo.

I'm set to go to Vegas. I need to find Christina.

And I need to fuck her. Again.

The rock hard desire that I got for her wasn't sated at all by that one day yesterday.

If anything, it's gotten worse.

And I need to fucking quench that thirst before I go crazy.

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