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I shake my head, starting over. “How do you two even know each other?” There. A perfectly normal and coherent question. Perfect.
Wilder cocks his head, a smirk spreading across the cocky bastard’s face. I don’t know what there is to smirk about, but the harsh words I swallowed only moments ago rise to my lips again as I remember how he thought she was hot.
“Torryn is my tutor,” he explains with a shrug. I flinch, not because of his answer, but because of the sudden shift in his attitude. We’ve raced through surprise, pity, amusement, arrogance, and now bashful? Wtf is wrong with the freshman? He shrugs, tipping his chin down. “Gotta keep my grades up if I’m going to stay on second line,” he explains.
I nod in understanding. “Coach doesn’t fuck around with grades.”
His gaze flickers back and forth between Tor and I, his lips tilting in a smile he’s trying to hide. “I thought you said you didn’t work with any other hockey guys?”
Torryn leans against the door. “I don’t.”
He opens his mouth to respond, but a wide smile like I’ve never seen from the guy stretches across his face instead. What an erratic kid. I follow his gaze to find a petite girl with reddish hair clutching her books to her chest as she approaches us. Her cheeks flame red at my perusal and Wilder is quick to smack my shoulder.
“Colby, you’re here.” His entire face lights up at the small smile she gives him.
“You said you’d be done at three.” One shoulder just barely lifts but her sweater slips off with the motion as she chuckles awkwardly. “It’s three.” She doesn’t move to fix it.
I flick Wilder’s ear. “Come on, Valentine. With a last name like that, you’d think you’d know better than to make a lady wait.” Her wide hazel eyes grow even wider.
“Oh no,” she stammers. “It’s not like that,” she rushes to explain. I like her. She’s like a little pixie in sparkly cowboy boots.
Wilder laughs as he throws an arm over her shoulders. “You wound me, North. Like dating me would be such a bad thing.” If she had her hair in pigtails he would pull one, but his teasing tone works on her. Immediately, her posture relaxes as she shakes her head at him. He continues to tease her as he steers her away from us. My eyes trail after them and the comfortable ease only born from the years of friendship he’s teasing her over.
The distraction gone, my somber mood creeps back up on me like a dark fog, clouding my expression and mind. Fuck. All that running for nothing. A sharp stab to my back makes me jump and it’s quite possible a small sound escapes in my panic. A very small one.
Torryn’s expression says it all. Smug little brat. My eyes rove over her athletic figure on display today in biker shorts and a sports bra with only a zip up hoodie covering her. I wet my lips with my tongue as I catch the flare of heat in her eyes.
“Are you crashing my tutoring sessions now, Levine?”
Running didn’t work, but who’s to say a different type of exercise wouldn’t help?
A rumble in my chest builds as I stalk into the study room, she steps back, but not in fear. Oh no, never in fear. Not even in defense. She might not be making the first move, but every step she retreats is just an invitation for me to.
“Crashing into you sounds quite fun.” I swing the door shut behind me, giving us some semblance of privacy. There are still windows looking into the library, but we’re tucked away in the corner. They’re small windows. It’ll be fine.
She smirks as her ass hits the table. “What if I have another student coming in?”
“At least they’ll have something interesting to watch while they wait for you.”
The way she hums makes it sound like she more than likes that idea. My hands fall to her hips and squeeze before rounding to cup her ass and pull her against my rapidly hardening length. “How serendipitous that they already canceled on me.” There’s a husk in her voice that makes me desperate for the distraction she can provide. Better than any other thought that’s crashed through my brain since my conversation with Tate.
Using my grip on her ass, I lift her and turn us both around until her back is against the wall. Torryn tilts her head back as I use my tongue and teeth to explore her neck, stopping to bite her ear and hear that delicious exhale of breath she always releases when I do it. I hum in appreciation, dropping her to yank her shorts down. It’s too bad she wasn’t wearing a dress.
She doesn’t stop me, seemingly unconcerned about her partially nude state in an academic building. I knew this girl was just about perfect. She moans as I push her panties out of my way and run my fingers through her slit.
“Fuck, Tor,” I groan, finding her clit and massaging it. “Were you getting wet for Wilder? Is that why you’re practically dripping?” There’s an unfamiliar growl in my tone and an edge to my feelings I can’t place or understand. I want to be the reason she drips down her thighs, the guy behind her dirty thoughts. My fingers slide down to her entrance and thrust in, making her cry out as she shakes her head.
“No?” I ask. “You’re not getting turned on while you tutor him?” With each sentence, I push into her a little faster, a little rougher. “Leaning in closer until your bodies touch as you walk him through his studies.” Torryn pants and continues to shake her head, her hands squeezing my shoulders as her teeth sink into that full lower lip of hers that drives me mad. “Imagining how it would feel to climb into his lap and sink down on his cock.Risking anyone walking by and seeing what a slut you are as you ride him.” Her pussy clenches around my fingers at the last thought and I almost stop before realization hits. A wide smirk plays across my face and I use my thumb to press her sensitive clit.
A low moan escapes her and I tsk. “Shh now, wouldn’t want anyone to come and investigate what we’re doing in here. I didn’t lock the door.” Another pulse in her cunt. “Or is that why you’re so wet? The thought of someone watching me fuck you into the wall?”
“Oh, fuck off. Don’t slow down now,” she complains, gripping my shoulders tighter.
I slow my pace even more. “Then tell me. What made you so wet? Wilder?”
She slams a hand down on my shoulder, cutting me off. “You and your stupid words,” she growls.
I beam, picking up the pace of my fingers again. Scissoring them the way I know always gets her going. “Kinky little thing aren’t you? Wanting someone to see how well you take me. How perfect your wet pussy slides down my cock. Hear your breathless moans as I drive into you.” Her cunt tightens around me until her teeth are sinking into my shoulder a rush of warmth spills down my fingers as her orgasm races through her.
