Total pages in book: 85
Estimated words: 82415 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 82415 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 412(@200wpm)___ 330(@250wpm)___ 275(@300wpm)
After class, I go to the library, hoping I might find him in his usual spot, and when I do, a rush of excitement pulses through me. He’s got his hair tied back in a ponytail as he reads something on his laptop screen, totally caught up in it as I sidle up beside him.
“Don’t know how you’re able to concentrate right now,” I say.
He’s already grinning when he turns to me. “I feel like I’ve had an easier time focusing since last week, actually.”
“You seem more relaxed too,” I whisper, “like you just needed a thick cock to loosen you up.”
“It definitely loosened me up.”
We share a laugh. I prefer this side of him to how stressed he was before.
I grab a chair, turn it and straddle it, facing Alexei.
He studies my expression. “You look like you got some sleep since I last saw you.”
“Yeah, it’s been kind of wonderful.”
“And is that scruff for me?”
I run my fingers just under my chin. “Well, you did say you wouldn’t have minded if I kept it.”
“Oh, I think I’m gonna enjoy feeling that against my face.”
I lean closer, and his brows tug together, his eyes narrowing. “What are you doing?”
“Torturing you the way you’re torturing me with those kissable lips. Tempted to give them a little nibble.”
There’s that familiar shade of pink in his fair cheeks. I love the effect I have on him about as much as I love the effect he has on me.
“Why not cave to temptation?” he asks.
“’Cause when I kiss you, I know what I’m gonna want to do to you next.”
His face twists up as he laughs. “This is so wild.”
It is. And I love it.
Although, just as soon as I let myself enjoy this moment, I have to remind myself that this isn’t all fun and games. “Sorry, I know this isn’t just messing around for you.”
“No, it’s fine. It’s nice that it gets to be a little fun.”
And I must admit, I’m happy to be a part of that fun, and not for entirely selfless reasons.
“Now,” he says, “you need to get out of here before I pull you into a study room and force you to have your way with me. I have studying to catch up on and homework assignments that are already late.”
“I have some work to do too. I’ll definitely see you tomorrow night, though.”
I take a whiff of that scent that, combined with the thought of getting to do naughty things to him again, makes my cock stiffen, then gently bite his cheek and run my tongue across his flesh.
“Fuck,” he mutters.
His eyes are closed when I pull away, his mouth hanging open, like it’s just begging for me to take it. I ball my hands into fists, grunting as I restrain myself. “Okay, Hot Ass, I’m outta here.” I hop up, return my chair to the desk beside his, then head on to continue my day.
Our exchange has me buzzing with excitement, and it must be written all over my face because that evening, when Brad returns to our room, I assume after whatever weird-ass shit he and his friends do over at that church, he says, “That pussy you got last week must’ve been real good.”
“What makes you say that?” I ask, since I’m just lying in bed, reading. Not doing anything that would give away what I was up to before.
Brad eyes me suspiciously. “I’ve been around you long enough to know how you get after a good lay. Relaxed. Zenned out. Corner of your lip curling up. You’re either sated from the best fuck of your life, or you’re high as fuck, and if you’re high, didn’t we agree we need to share?”
Normally, I’d have laughed at that, but tonight I force a smile. He’s killed my Zen. “I guess you know me better than I know you.”
I shouldn’t have said that, but it’s true. For the past semester, I thought this guy was my friend. Thought I could read him as well as he can obviously read me, but after seeing what he and his friends were up to, I discovered just how little he lets me into his life. Maybe he doesn’t even consider me a friend at all.
And whatever he and the Alpha Alpha Mu guys have done to put Alexei in this position, fuck them.
“What did I say?” he asks, his eyes widening with concern.
Damn, he really can read me well.
“Nothing. It’s true. I had a great time last Friday, and planning to have an even better time tomorrow. Can we just leave it there?”
Because I really can’t have you knowing a damn thing about what Alexei is up to, or shit is gonna hit the fan.
“So this is gonna be a regular thing?” He falls onto the side of my bed, tucking his hands under his chin, getting close, the way he would have done before all this stuff with Alexei.