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Gabby took a sip and powered through my emotional quagmire. “Let’s look at this rationally,” she said.
Layla smiled behind the glass at her lips. “Just to say, you’re wearing R2-D2 and C-3PO.”
Gabby flipped Layla off good-naturedly. “Whatever.” Gabby turned to me and continued. “Say you approach the club president with your marker. And say he agrees to let you get enough info to write a paper. Not like you’re writing a romance novel about them. You can get what you need from him straight out and never have to even cross paths with Talon. Or, maybe you could set up some interviews and let the pres pick the guys you talk to. With the caveat that Talon isn’t one of them.”
“Holy shit, that’s smart,” Layla breathed.
“I did matriculate from MIT,” Gabby smirked.
I swiped a chip through guac and munched. “Yeah, keep it contained. Small scale. Maybe do a few private interviews. That’s perfect,” I said with the first stirring of hope in my chest.
“See?” Gabby said with a bright smile. “What could go wrong?”
Chapter Seven
Straight Up Class
Talon
Lips caressed his neck as she rode him. Sweet whispers in the night.
Dark hair trailing over his chest. So soft.
Tight wet surrounding his cock, grinding against him.
Her pussy clenched as she came, milking him, pulling his orgasm forward just as hard as he tried to hold it back. To last longer inside her. Inside heaven.
He came, groaning her name, “Princess.”
Talon woke with his aching hard cock in his hand, as close to finishing a wet dream as he’d ever been as a grown man.
He felt come jetting up his dick, and he gripped the head to hold it back.
Finally under control, Talon took a deep breath.
“You up already?”
Talon turned his head and looked into bleary eyes.
Fuck. What was her name? Cherry? Sherry?
“Yeah, gotta get moving.”
Talon hauled his naked ass out of bed and headed for the bathroom. He glanced back, disappointed that dishwater blonde wasn’t lustrous black against his pillow.
And pissed at himself that he cared.
“Okay if I sleep a while longer?”
“Yeah, whatever,” Talon said, closing the bathroom door.
He turned on the shower and brushed his teeth while he waited for the water to run hot. He looked down at his cock, lying dead against his thigh.
No interest in what was in his bed now.
He rinsed and tried to remember the night before. Surely if he’d fucked her he’d remember.
Nothing.
