That part at least makes me smile.
I quickly get dressed and instead of a walk of shame, I do a jog of shame.
Then again, I don’t feel any shame at all. Zero. Not an ounce.
By the time I get back to my dorm, Jax texts me…
I can still taste your pussy when I lick my lips.
I gasp when I read the text.
I blush, even though I’m alone.
I don’t even know what to respond with.
Do I say… thank you?
Do I say… I can taste your cock?
I lick my lips.
I don’t really taste anything.
It’s all just… sex.
I bite my bottom lip.
Then an idea hits me.
I’m going to take a hot shower and think of you.
I figure that has to be good enough.
He’ll assume I’ll send him a naked picture… which I may or may not do.
DON’T YOU DARE SHOWER. I WANT THE SMELL OF MY BODY AND MY CUM ALL OVER YOU ALL NIGHT LONG. DO YOU UNDERSTAND ME?
I cover my mouth.
I did not expect that response.
My inner thighs tremble just a little bit.
I can… feel… him…
DO NOT WASTE MY CUM LIKE THAT, HONEY.
I nod and smile.
Fine. I won’t shower. My bed is going to be lonely though, Jax.
I know the response coming.
I kind of walked into it…
Then get the fuck back here into my bed. If you think what we did tonight was good. I was just getting started with you.
My knees grow a little bit weak.