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I thrust deep into her core, holding on to her hips as she edged closer and closer to coming.
Her moans grew hoarse as I thrust and pulled back, once, twice.
I savored each individual sensation, the tightness, the heat, her wetness, how she moved against me,her.
Taking hold of her hair, I wrapped my other arm under her hips and began thrusting harder. I could tell she was hanging at the edge, and I was close as well.
I went faster and she moaned louder. Her hips had begun trembling.
“I’m coming!” she cried out, and I arched and groaned at the same time as she rose into her own orgasm.
Her legs quivered in tune with my body as I pulsed, hot and deep, within her.
She disentangled herself from me, turned around and sat back down. Our bodies were gleaming with sweat.
I collapsed next to her, breathing heavily. I turned to look into her gazelle eyes, shimmering with the light of what we’d just shared. She took my hand, my fingers closing over hers, so impossibly tiny in the largeness of my grip.
So impossibly real.
“It’s not going to be easy,” I murmured, knowing what was on her mind. “Letting you go, hoping things turn out okay. I can honestly say that all of us will be freaking out.”
Rory turned and smiled at me.
“What did Astreia do when she was faced with the choice between fighting her enemy and running for her life?”
I could not take my eyes away from the fire in hers.
“She went in and conquered.”
Two days to go.
37
Rory
It was the day before I’d be moving to The Four Seasons.
My morning was full of classes. Plus, I needed to finalize a topic for the paper I’d do with Emma.
Of course, there was the little matter of the article I needed to have in hand for the gala. But I knew that if things worked out, I would not be presenting an article at all.
I got to school, my mind scattered all over the place. It was like I was already mentally at The Four Seasons. My senses were on high alert.
The gazes coming from all directions did not help. Was I imagining it?
No, definitely not. Because there was also a lot of pointing going on. And hushed murmurs. I knew what this meant.
I’d seen it at my last college, the day after I came out as a virgin. Like I had committed some terrible, shameful crime.
Heck. My heart began thudding against my ribcage, telling me, warning me. Something was wrong. These kids knew.
I didn’t know what they knew or the extent of it, but you know how people sometimes go on high alert right before shit hits the fan?
This was one of those times.
I kept my head straight and headed to my first class. I had to pass a locker-room on the way.
And that’s when I saw it, letters in bright red, lurid and bold.
