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Later that night, while lying in bed as Ashton snores across the room, images of Kennedy occupy my thoughts, making my dick hard. Knowing that sleep won’t come unless I take care of my problem, I allow the thoughts of Kennedy to fill my head. Images of her under me, riding me as her tits bounce with each thrust of my hips. Having her bent over and slapping that perfect ass until it is bright red.
Quickly grabbing the tube of lube from under the mattress and freeing my cock, I flip the cap back, squirting a generous amount in my hand. Slowly, at first, my hand runs up and down my shaft. Imaging that it is Kennedy’s tight pussy, instead of my hand, I squeeze tighter. Maintaining my grip, my speed increases.
Are Kennedy’s nipples light pink or a dusky blush?
Using my free hand, tugging on my balls, my orgasm hits faster than expected. Smothering a moan as cum squirts all over my hand, belly, boxers, and sheets, enjoying one of the best orgasms of my life.
Coming—no pun intended—down from my euphoria, my mind drifts to what Kennedy’s pussy contracting around my cock will actually feel like, causing my dick to get hard again.
Pushing those thoughts aside, I jump out of bed, muttering a few obscenities. After a quick shower to clean myself up, the bed is next. New sheets get put on my bed, and I pray Ashton doesn’t wake up in the process.
Lying in my freshly made bed, thoughts of Kennedy drift in again.
What is it about this girl?
CHAPTERTWENTY-ONE
Ihave managed to survive my first week at Groveton College. Between my room getting trashed repeatedly, the mean girl squad’s harassment, and sexual advances from Gareth and the boys, my stress is at an all-time high. Rodney has mostly ignored me, which suits me just fine; it’s one less asshole to deal with.
Leaving class, Ashton is found lingering in the hallway, causing my spine to stiffen. He isn’t supposed to be here. Before I can escape, he closes the distance between us. Gently gripping my arm, he directs me into an empty classroom, closing the door and locking it.
“Duchess, I have been waiting for you.”
Ashton’s voice is laced with lust. Without having time to fully process his words, he spins me around to face the wall, using his body to pin me in place. Using one of his feet, he spreads my feet farther apart. I start to speak as Ashton puts his hand over my mouth, muffling any noise.
In the next breath, he uses his free hand to pull my yoga pants down far enough to expose my core to him. He runs his hand reverently over my bare ass before moving higher up my body until he reaches my breasts. He pulls the cup of my bra down under my breast, exposing my nipple. Ashton rubs his erection into my ass as he tugs and pinches my nipple hard.
Suddenly, he releases it before plunging his hand into my underwear. Rubbing his fingers through my folds, he moans softly.
“So wet for me, Duchess, good girl.”
Ashton’s praise does something to me, but before it makes sense, he pushes two fingers into my channel. Inhaling sharply at the intrusion encourages Ashton. Glad that he couldn’t see the embarrassment on my face, having never been touched this way before.
My body’s reaction to his treatment of it comes as a surprise, and so does my rapidly approaching climax. However, just before I fall over the edge of bliss, the asshole stops.
As quickly as he started, Ashton removed his hands from my body, stepping away from me. Using the wall to prop myself up, I glare at him over my shoulder. He knows what he has done. Ashton adjusts himself as he licks my juices from his fingers, humming in appreciation. Heat rushes to my face in embarrassment.
Ashton gives me a wink before leaving the room. Reality takes a moment to get through the sexual fog, causing me to scramble and right my clothing. Grateful that the hallway is mostly empty and no one saw my exposed body.
This isn’t the first time one of them has pushed me into an empty room or groped me. Depending on where, when, or who, it could be something as quick and easy as a grab of the boob or a slap on the ass.
Shaking off the encounter, I head to my next class.
* * *
Kassidy is unable to meet me, so I am alone in the library. Trying to make it more difficult to find me, I picked a study nook on the third floor, tucked away from everyone.
Movement catches my eye, and I look up and find Gareth closing in on me. Ashton and Callum have their backs to us, blocking me from view. Being distracted gives Gareth time to close in on me. Suddenly, he has me on my feet, the front of my body pinned against the wall, just like Ashton did earlier today. In the blink of an eye, Gareth has my pants and underwear pulled down, exposing me to his gaze. He uses both hands to run over my body.
“Are you still wet from your little encounter with Ashton today?”
As Gareth pinches and twists one of my nipples, his other hand grabs a fist full of hair. Taking advantage of my exposed neck, he bites and sucks, using my hair to restrict my movements. Unconsciously, I push my ass back into him, feeling his erection. Before I can move away, he plunges his fingers into my body.
“You are still wet. Do you like it rough, Duchess?” Gareth asks, his voice full of lust.
Gareth moves his fingers in and out of my body roughly, pulling tighter on my hair.
“I want to feel you squeeze my fingers as you come, Kennedy. I want a preview of what it will be like when your tight cunt squeezes my cock when I fuck you while your ass is red with my handprints.” Gareth coos as he continues to work his fingers in and out of my body.
