Her body didn’t go still and unresponsive, as I’d feared. I groaned softly, lost in the feel of her. I had a feeling Sara was the kind of girl that gave herself over to her passions once she got going. Instead of shying away, her leg tightened around me and her hips rocked gently until she pressed snuggly against me.
“It’ll be dangerous if you do that, Sara,” I growled in between kisses, getting a little rough.
She didn’t say anything, just wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed me back with enthusiasm.
It was impossible for me not to react to her excitement. My cock pulsed impatiently in my pants as my hand groped up her thigh. I grabbed her ass cheek and rocked my hips against her. She gasped and froze, and I went still. But then she was clutching me tighter, and I groaned.
“Clothes off,” I panted, trying to tug her a little away so I could pull off her dress.
Sara made an unwilling sound, but she let me move her back. Her whole face was flushed as she panted for breath. She lay down on her back, and I moved to my knees as I pushed her dress up. She wiggled, helping me take it off, until she was dressed only in her underwear.
“You too,” she whispered while her hands plucked at my clothes.
I paused, before I quickly undid the buttons of my shirt. I was too impatient and only managed to get half way before I just pulled it off over my head. With impatient fngers I undid my belt and zipper. I reached into my pocket for the condoms and set them aside before I kicked my pants off and tossed them off the bed, so that we were both left in our underwear.
Sara stared up at me, her eyes wide as they slowly moved south. She made a sound, almost like a squeak, when her eyes stopped at the front of my briefs. I grinned.
“Nothing you’ve ever seen before?” I guessed.
She slowly shook her head. She didn’t look anxious, though. When her eyes didn’t move away, I felt my cock twitch. I looked down. My hard cock was a bulge in my briefs. The head pressed against the elastic waistband, wanting out. I hesitated for a moment, wondering if she’d be too shocked, but still tossed my briefs to the floor as well.
Sara gasped. Her expression was so shocked, and so fascinated at the same time that I wanted to laugh, but with her looking at me so intently, I could only clench my fist on my thigh and do my best not to let it get to me.
When I thought I could bare it, I ripped open the condom and slid it carefully onto my cock. I groaned the second I touched myself, and wrapped my fist at the base, as I tugged on my balls, to tamp down on the urge to come. I took a few seconds to breathe, before I moved my hand away. Sara said nothing, but when I looked, her eyes were still on my dick, and I had to think about dirty gym socks so I could calm down.
To distract myself, I looked at her body. That was a mistake I couldn’t regret. The underwear she had on was lacy and pink, and hugged her ample curves in ways that made me want to see what she looked like with them off.
“So beautiful,” I murmured.
I spread her thighs with one of my knees between them. My eyes were on her chest as I lowered my head to kiss a trail along her neck. When I found a spot that made her hips twitch, I cupped her breasts through the bra. She rewarded me with an inhaled breath of surprised desire. I mouthed my way down her slim neck and paused to nibble at her collarbones. Sara made sweet little noises, her breath rough as her body squirmed beneath me. I licked along the line of her bra, and she stuttered a moan. I glanced up, until our eyes clashed together. With an intense gaze, I watched her eyes as I carefully bit at the fabric of her bra and pulled it down. I slid one hand around her back and unclasped her bra to get it out of the way. I wanted to feel her silky skin against my lips but didn’t completely pull the delicate garment off. She looked too fucking with it on, virginal but just on the cusp of being spoiled.
Sara let out a stuttered breath, her eyes watched me intently. With a groan, I flicked the tip of my tongue on her dark nipple. She gasped, her legs tightened around my hips, and I did it again, and again, gently licking the little bud as it slowly hardened. I wrapped my lips around her and sucked hard. Sara whimpered and her hips thrust up into me.
“Don’t stop,” she gasped, her arms wrapped around my head. “Please don’t stop.”
I don’t plan to stop, I thought silently. Instead I sucked harder. I gave her other breast the same attention, then moved lower, kissing a soft trail down her stomach when her hips began to move involuntarily.
Her knees spread wider around my body until they wrapped around my shoulders. My eyes were level with her panties, and I gripped her hips as I ran my tongue just above the lacy material. When she gasped a breath, I moved lower and kissed the damp treasure between her thighs. Sara made incoherent noises as she felt my mouth on her delightfully wet panties. Her hips rocked against me, and I held her a little tighter as I pressed my mouth harder against her. This girl was more than ready to be fucked, but I wanted her to climb the walls before I did just that.
My cock was pressed against the bed, and I wanted to drive it into her instead. Especially when Sara’s hands grabbed my hair, and my breath hitched. I slid the panties aside and lapped at her, took in the delicate taste of her body with a long swipe. I hummed my delight at her taste, but I had a job to do. Sara needed to come, and I quickly found her clit and sucked at it with practiced care. She moved against my face, her hips wild, until I heard her cry out just as her body jolted. With a cry of surprise Sara exploded on my mouth. Her stomach undulated and her hips flexed as the waves sook her.
“Please,” she moaned. “Please!”
I didn’t stop to ask what she meant, I just sucked that perfect little clit until her hands pushed at my head. I moved to my knees then and pulled off her bra and panties. Her thighs hugged my hips, as her arms wrapped around my neck with total trust, total readiness. We both groaned when I laid my body on top of hers, and my cock rubbed against her deliciously wet folds with every small movement.
For a moment, I wished we didn’t have the condom between us, she was so damn wet it was incredible, but the prophylactic was just common sense.
I slid an arm around her shoulders, the other around her waist. I kept watchful eyes on her face, even as I panted for breath. She was so hot, so fuckable, that I wanted to just plunge right into her, but knew I had to hold back, I had to be gentle. I moved my hips until the head of my cock slid over her clit and she jolted. Then, I moved a little lower, until I teased at her entrance.
“Relax, okay?” I said quietly. “It’ll only hurt for a second.”
She huffed a quiet laugh. “Really?”
The smile on her face was soft, and she looked at me with such trust, my chest felt a little stuffed. I leaned down and kissed her to distract us both, and pushed my hips forward. I felt her go stiff when I slid inside her. I met resistance but ignored it, and she made a rough sound, her limbs tight around me when I breached her. Once I was fully seated inside her, I waited until her body slowly relaxed, before I started to move.
We both groaned as I pulled my hips back. Sara tightened around me, and I grit my teeth, feeling so close to coming. I knew she still had to be in some pain, so I moved slowly. Her body was tense as I thrust into her, and then out with a gentle pull.. I kissed all over her, her lips, her face, her neck, and chest.
Slowly, her body softened underneath mine. Then the moans came, starting soft and growing loud. She tightened around me again, her nails dug into my back, and I knew it was all pleasure this time. Biting into her shoulder, I started moving a little faster, fucking her a little harder. When her hips began to dance beneath mine and she started to give off soft cries of increasing volume, I knew she was close to a second orgasm.
With a sudden gasp, Sara’s body shuddered underneath me and she cried out even louder. She held me tight, her walls an intoxicating convulsion around my cock. I groaned, my controlled thrusts became jerky and erratic, and then I joined her, my job done. I let out a groan, body taut as my cock pulsed and released into the condom. The s
hudder passed through my body, and when it was over, it left me spent.
I rolled over so I wouldn’t crush her, and we settled onto our sides. We took some time to catch our breaths before I had to pull away. Without getting off the bed, I reached for my pants. I had some wet wipes in my pocket, and I pulled them out. I took off the condom and wrapped it in one wipe, and ignored the traces of blood. I cleaned us up as well as I could, but I didn’t want to get off the bed.
Sara, as if realizing I needed to leave soon, wasn’t letting me go, and I was all too comfortable letting her hold onto me. I settled back down, wrapped my arms around her, and smiled when I heard her sigh. There was a strange feeling in my chest I was doing my best to ignore.
I felt a bit drowsy but kept my eyes opened. I watched as Sara hummed and snuggled further into my chest, her expression satisfied and sleepy. Her breathing slowed down as she fell asleep, and I kept my arms around her as I let my eyes close.
Chapter Five
Sara
When I woke up in the morning, my mind was blissful. I was warm and drowsy and my body was exhausted but good. With a smile, I remembered last night, and the bliss doubled. My smile grew broader and my eyes fluttered open.
I rolled, and when I still saw nothing, I frowned. I sat up, and the bed covers slipped down my body, revealing my naked breasts. Blushing a little, I pulled them back up to cover my chest. When I looked around again, I realized there was no point. I was alone in the room.
Noah was gone.
“What the heck,” I muttered.
There was nowhere he could have hidden, but I still slipped off the bed, and dragged my sheet with me as I wrapped it around my body to look around. He wasn’t in the room. More than that, I couldn’t see any of his things, though I could clearly remember him tossing all our clothes to the floor as we stripped.
Did he seriously leave?
I’d fallen asleep in his arms. It had felt amazing, especially in the afterglow from my first ever orgasm. I was disappointed that he’d left, of course, but in a moment, I wanted to slap myself.
What did I expect?
This whole thing was pretty much a short-term contract for hire. He owed me nothing; he didn’t owe it to me to wait until I woke up before leaving. I paid him, and he’d said it himself, we had an hour. When I fell asleep in bliss, he’d probably snuck out, so I must have been alone in my bed all night.
“Fuck,” I muttered to myself.
I moved back to my bed and sat down, blinking my suddenly blurry eyes. I couldn’t let myself cry over this. It wasn’t like I felt used just because he wasn’t there, though I had to admit that I was sad he hadn't been there to make the whole thing perfect. Only, he wasn’t my boyfriend, so he was under no obligation to do so.
After a moment of feeling pity for myself, I looked around the room. Then I looked over at my bed and wrinkled my nose when I saw the dark stain on it. The sheets were black, but even though the stain wasn’t red, I knew it was blood from last night. Come to think of it, I’d been dazed before, so I hadn't noticed, but my body was feeling achy.
Crap.
I needed to clean up, and quickly. I fumbled to reach my phone on the nightstand, wincing when I felt muscles in my body that had never been worked before twinge in protest.
Hurrying, I tossed the sheet away and found my dress from last night. It wasn’t crumpled on the floor. Instead, it had been tossed onto the back of my chair, and I tugged it on. I needed to take a shower, and either do my laundry or hide my sheets. I decided to do the laundry. If I didn’t wash them, I would end up tossing them rather than try to use them again. I would be too embarrassed to give them to someone else, too.
It was still early in the morning, so I got lucky. There weren’t too many people moving around. I took care of my laundry, before I had a shower and got back to my room with a robe on and a towel wrapped around my hair. It had all taken an hour. I had the whole day free, but I was a little paranoid.
Not long after I got dressed and dried my hair, I realized I had good reason to be paranoid. Alicia and Caroline burst into my room, eyeing me intently, and waiting for all the juicy gossip I knew I could never tell them.
“So,” Alicia started, voice calm even though it was pointless after the way they rushed into my room. “How did last night go for you?”
I blinked at her, and pretended to be oblivious. My hands, that had carefully toweled at my dark hair, gave me away though, when they froze.
“Um, what do you mean?” I asked, my gaze frozen on a picture on the wall.
“Don’t play dumb,” Caroline said, her voice quiet even though it was just us three in the room. “That sext me thing! The guy showed up last night, didn’t he? Don’t tell me he didn’t show up?”
I looked down at my lap, but not at her, even though she sounded disappointed.
“You already sent the payment, right?” Alicia added, and I knew she was wondering if I could get the money back if he didn’t show.
I wanted to grimace, but I held it in. I hadn't forgotten that they would be here to question me, but wasn’t this a little too early? I’d only just gotten over my earlier disappointment; I didn’t have enough time to create a story to tell them.
“Yeah,” I murmured. “I sent it.” And a very hot senior showed up.
“Last night happened,” Alicia said with a wicked grin, her blue eyes hungry for information. “Now, tell us who it is.”
I moved to my chair, and the two of them moved to the bed. My chest tightened a little, even as I let out a little sigh of relief that I’d changed the sheets before they arrived. My room didn’t look like I’d had anyone else in it, and I was glad. Still, there was no way to lie; if I did, there was no guarantee they wouldn’t try make me do it again.
Not that I would mind if I got to see Noah again, but what if they insisted they had to stay with me this time? It had taken effort last night to convince them not to wait in the room with me. I didn’t have a roommate, there was only the one bed, and it had been midnight. He would have found it odd if extra people were here when he arrived. Even though I’d been nervous, I was glad now that I had insisted that they leave me alone.
“Um, do you guys mind if we do this later? I’m feeling a little hungry…”
It wasn’t a lie. I’d had a vigorous workout yesterday. My face blushed just at the memory of the night before, and I probably gave myself away.
“No way,” Alicia said immediately, and bounced on my bed as she grinned. “We’ve dying to know what happened, so spill. We can all go eat, but at least tell us before we go out, okay?”
I stalled some more. “Can I just dry my hair first?”
Before they could say a thing, I found my blow drier and turned it on, then found a comb and slowly worked through my still wet strands to stall some more. I took a whole five minutes but stopped at last because my hair was perfectly dry. I even burned myself a little, and I knew I had to turn it off or ruin my hair.
“You guys don’t want to eat first?” I suggested. “It’s on me this once.”
I hadn't exhausted my allowance for the month yet, even after last night, and if I needed more money, I could just make a few calls. It wouldn’t bother me a bit to drop a little money, if it got me out of this interrogation. It was a Saturday, too, and we had no classes. Alicia and Caroline liked to get out of campus and go to a café nearby. The prices weren’t cheap, but the selection of pastries and coffees was more than what we could get on campus, and they usually talked me into paying after we went the first time and I offered.
“Do you not want to tell us?” Alicia asked, her face a picture of disappointment.
I froze.
“Yeah,” Caroline added, suspicious now. “It’s not such a big deal, right? You’re just telling us some random guy’s name. It’s not like you know him, right?”
It was true that I didn’t know him, and that was partly what bothered me. If I told them his name and Alicia and Caroline told everybody… What woul
d I do if he told people about me once he realized I was the one that told? Well, not that I thought he was that kind of guy after how amazing he was last night.
“Sorry, guys,” I said, though I didn’t sound sorry at all as I turned to look at them. “A girl never kisses and tells.”
I didn’t try to hide behind humor, because the questions wouldn’t stop. I wanted them to know I was serious about this. They got the message, but they were not happy about it.
Alicia frowned. “The only reason you even know about this is because of me, so tell us, alright? I even gave you the number.”
I sighed and leaned back on my desk. “See, that’s fine and all, but if you want to know, then try it for yourself.”
Her jaw dropped. “You have to pay first, and you saw how expensive it was.”
“Yeah,” Caroline added a little petulantly. “If it had been one of us, even if we put our funds together, no way could we afford half of it if we want to keep eating every day.”
I bit my lip, because I felt a bit undecided, though I didn’t waver. I considered them my friends, and I did a lot of things for them. I looked at them both now and I started to wonder why I had to do everything they said. Why I wanted them to be my friends so desperately that I felt like I had to meet every demand they made.
That’s the thing; I don’t actually have to.
“You can find a different way, then,” I said, and blinked a look that I hoped screamed ‘tough luck’ at them.
They watched me silently for a long moment, and even though I felt uneasy inside, I didn’t lower my head. After a long moment, Alicia sighed and got up. Caroline glanced at her before doing the same.
“I never thought you were that kind of girl,” Alicia said with a shake of her head and my eyes narrowed.
“It’s disappointing,” Caroline added. “But I guess it’s to be expected. Your mom’s rich, so you just wanted us to think you were cool to fit in, right? We can’t match your numbers.”
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