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I’ve never hatedmyselfmore!
She huffs. “I’m not a virgin, if that’s the problem. I mean, technically.”
My eyes pop back open. “Technically?”
“Yeah, I’ve done it.” Her eyebrows bunch. “Sort of.”
“Sort of?”
She flops back on the bed with a sigh, her breasts jiggling. I avert my gaze, trying to focus on the fact that she’s practically a virgin. It’s actually helping, because there’s no way in hell I’m doing this with her if she’s not 100 percent aware of it. She’s not some puck bunny who gets off on tipsy sex romps. She’s a freshman who has sort of, technically, done it once.
“I don’t know if he finished.” She groans, her eyes dipping shut. “It was kind of fast, and then he got off me and was fire-engine red and mumbled something, then left. And I was like… that’s it? Why do people make such a big deal about this, you know?” She starts giggling, then rolls onto her side and looks at me. Her floppy hand drags down my arm. “But then I see you, and I’m pretty sure I’d feel it and it wouldn’t be quick and you’d make me come. And I want to make you come. I want to make you feel good. And then you can make me feel good, and it’ll be alllllllll good.” Her words are getting sloppier by the second, and…
Holy shit, the guy didn’t even make her come?
What kind of fucktard doesn’t pleasure his woman?
What kind of asshole doesn’t understand the art of foreplay?
We’re not taking this one step further. If I ever get the chance to give this girl an orgasm, I want that memory tattooed on her brain for eternity.
Her eyes drift shut again, her words wispy and slurred. “Let’s come together.” And then she’s gone, drifting away on a sleep she never even saw coming.
I gaze down at her relaxed face, skimming my finger over her ear and down her jawline.
“One day, baby. And you’ll remember every second of it,” I whisper, brushing my lips over her forehead. “I just need you to wait for me.”
For some reason, my voice has gone thick with emotion. I don’t know what’s wrong with me or what this sensation in my chest means, but it’s disconcerting.
Clearing my throat, I go into practical mode, hiking the dress back up her body and making her decent again. I’d prefer to strip it off and let her sleep in one of my T-shirts, but I don’t want the guys making all the wrong assumptions. They will anyway, but at least if they walk in, trying to bust me, they’ll see her tucked up in my bed, fully dressed, with me lying on the outside of the covers.
I wrestle the duvet out from under her body and get her tucked into my bed before lying down beside her. I rest my arm under my head and gaze up at the ceiling as Mikayla lets out these soft snores that are downright adorable.
What I wouldn’t give to roll over right now and spoon with her.
What I wouldn’t give to do exactly what she’d asked me to and make her come, then make her feel every inch of me as I took her over the edge of ecstasy.
My cock stirs, reminding me he’s still there and still waiting… all the more impatiently.
But I won’t break this bet.
Just like I shouldn’t break any other rules, like bringing romance into my college experience.
Clenching my jaw, I grip my fist beneath my head and try to fall asleep, reminding myself of that very thing.
I’m not here to fall in love. I’m here to make the pros and get a degree. That’s all. That’s all it can be.
CHAPTER27
MIKAYLA
I crack my eyes open, my slushy brain wrestling free of this black oblivion that?—
Nope.
I snap my eyes shut again.
The searing light that’s trying to burn a hole through my retinas is pure torture. As is the pounding in my head, and the fact that I’m pretty sure a skunk farted in my mouth last night.
