Oh right. I forgot we’re actually on campus.
“I did what you asked,” I say, clearing my head. “You’d better keep your end of the deal.”
“Did I say I wouldn’t?” he replies.
“How am I going to walk out of here? My clothes are torn up,” I mutter.
“Naked,” he muses. “I’d give you a million bucks to watch you do it.” He winks.
I grab a dirty towel off the floor and throw it at him. “Not funny.”
“Here.”
He tosses me a pair of pants from his bag. It’s the least he could do after ripping my leggings and panties.
“They’re probably oversized for you, but at least you don’t have to strut around butt-naked with that juicy ass.” He licks his top lip while looking at me intently as I take off my torn leggings and leave them in the corner.
Even when he just had his way with me, he’s still horny as hell.
I put on what he threw at me, which are surprisingly comfy lounge pants, but I have to secure the knot tightly to keep them in place.
“I look good on you, Freckles.” He winks with absolute smugness as he puts all his stuff back in his bag like we didn’t just tongue wrestle each other’s privates. “I look better inside you, though. Next time.”
“Next time?” I squawk.
The smoldering laugh that follows makes me waltz out.
“You fucking wish!” I add as I slam the door behind me.
But I doubt he can hear me over the sound of his own ego.
Apollo
With a grin on my face,I stare at the door through which she just walked out.
Everyone will soon know something went down here.
But I won’t be the one to spill our little secret. I’ll lethimdo the talking.
“You can come out now.”
I hear a short sigh emanating from the shower stalls, so I push open the unlocked door.
Aspen’s boyfriend, Grey, is right there, in the nude.
And he doesn’t even try to cover himself up. Or clean the obvious jizz stain on the floor.
“You saw everything,” I mutter, tilting my head at the sight of his flustered face. “Enjoyed yourself?”
My eyes travel down toward the obvious half-hard cock still in his hand.
He gulps and lets himself go. “How did you know I was here?”
Clutching the wooden door, I lean in until he inches backward. “You think I don’t know what a whimpering mess sounds like?”
“W-what?” he stutters, his cheeks glowing red hot.
“How hard did you come? Did it feel good watching me lick your girlfriend?”
