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“I thought you didn’t know my name.” I push her toward the stairs, smiling when she laughs.
Her long hair is loose, strands tangled from my hands.
“Everyoneknows who the star shooting guard is,” she says as we head upstairs. Her fingers trail the banister the way I wish they were still touching me.
“Everyone, huh?” I ask once we’re in my bedroom. I close the door, then lock it. I have no idea when Henry and Robby will be home or if they’ll be alone.
“Yeah.” She steps closer, tugging at my shirt. “Take this off.”
I shrug off my t-shirt, letting the cotton fabric drop on the floor. Cassia sighs appreciatively, running her warm hands down the center of my chest and then carefully tracing my abs.
Her hazel eyes heat. “Fuck, you’re hot.”
She’s seen me naked as many times as I’ve seen her. It’s still an ego boost to see her looking at me like that, the desire so obvious it’s written across her face.
I can feel attraction humming in the charged air between us.
Her fingers move lower, brushing skin so lightly it’s barely a graze. She follows the trail of hair down until she reaches my cock, easily displacing my shorts and boxers.
I groan when she grips me, her fist a devastating combination of pain and pleasure. My cock jerks in her hold, the tip flushing an angry purple-red color.
“Wow. Your dick is even bigger than the girls in my Genetics class were saying.”
“That’s…oddly specific. Was this a class discussion?”
Cassia snorts. “No. They were just talking before class.”
I stare at her, trying to figure out if this is real or if we’re acting. “Wait, that really happened? Don’t they know that we’re…”
“That we met tonight?” She shakes her head. Then her thumb swipes the tip of my dick, and it’s a struggle to stay focused.
“That’s fucking rude, Cassia.”
“They don’t care I’m your girlfriend. Or more likely, they don’t even know that I am. It’s a big campus.”
“That’s bullshit. Don’t make—fuck.”
She’s on her knees, the tip of her tongue tracing the throbbing vein on the underside. I can’t focus on anything except the wet heat of her mouth.
We can pretend to be strangers all she wants. I’m responding this way toher, to the way she’s learned exactly what drives me insane.
I’m dangerously close to coming when she pulls away and stands.
“I don’t swallow,” she tells me before pulling off her shirt.
I smirk at the lie. “Smart. Nothing in it for you.”
She steps out of her jeans, then her bra joins the growing pile of clothes on the floor. “Exactly.”
Cassia sprawls out on my bed wearing nothing except lacy underwear. She wasn’t lying about being wet. The sight of the soaked fabric clinging to the outline of her pussy is pornographic. I could get off just staring at it.
Even hotter is the way she spreads her thighs as wide as they’ll open. Wanting me to look. Practically begging for my attention.
Her hands trail up her stomach until they reach her bare breasts, pushing her tits together.
I get naked as quickly as physically possible, stroking my erection as I approach the bed. Cassia’s attention is focused on my dick like she’s never seen it before.
“Will it fit?” She bites her bottom lip, her expression purposefully suggestive as I hover over her.
