Total pages in book: 160
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 160041 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 800(@200wpm)___ 640(@250wpm)___ 533(@300wpm)
I suck in a breath as I turn off the shower and dry myself off, but the stains of what I’ve just done won’t come off. They’re imprinted in my brain.
I throw myself down on my bed and stare up at the ceiling.
I’m totally losing my mind.
Completely and utterly losing my mind to this woman.
This woman who turns my world on its axis.
Closing my eyes doesn’t help to evade her presence.
She exists in every corner of my mind, every waking thought, and every filthy fucking dream I ever had.
Even tonight.
Bright sunlight illuminates my giant boner through the blanket.
Another dream about her fingers all over my body flashes through my mind, and I gulp from the desire pulsating through me. The memory is still so fresh, I can still feel her running her fingertips all over my length with that evil smile on her face, forcing me to beg with just her eyes alone, and fuck me, I’m already so damn hard I could beg for it again.
Her greed for more of me turns me on so much, and I thought that if I complied, that yearning wouldn’t control me as much … but it’s only been heightened even more.
I groan in frustration as my pre-cum oozes out, and I lower my pants so my hard-on can spring free. My hand wraps around the shaft, and I stroke myself faster with each passing second, rubbing myself to a new climax so I can stop feeling so horny all the time.
But fuck me, I can’t stop thinking about those beautiful tits, those hands, those thighs and hips, and that delicious fucking pussy riding me. I thrust into my palm. The desire for more is running rampant, and I jerk off like I haven’t come in days, arching my back, tilting my head against the pillow as I close my eyes and picture her on top of me, forcing me into submission.
I groan out loud as my climax washes over me.
WHAM!
The door slams open, and I squeak in blissful agony and embarrassment as I sit up, looking straight into Orion’s eyes while still spurting.
“Holy shit,” he mutters.
I grab the pillow from underneath my head and cover my hard-on with it, but it’s too late because I’m still leaking and flushed as hell.
“What the fuck!” I growl, and I grab the other pillow beside me to throw it at him.
“Sorry, didn’t mean to disturb you while you were enjoying yourself.” He giggles, taking a peek while my dick is still hard.
Another ruined orgasm, wasted.
And Orion is looking at it like he enjoys what he sees. “Nice cock. Were you thinking of a certain someone?” He wriggles his brows.
“That’s none of your fucking business,” I retort, as the heat rises to my cheeks. “Jesus Christ, man, ever heard of knocking?”
“Fine. It was urgent, okay?” he says, tucking his curly blond locks behind his ear.
“What’s so urgent that you gotta interrupt me mid-jerk?” I bark.
“The police are here on campus because a student found a body in Priory woods right outside the gates of Spine Ridge.” He shrugs. “And since you aided Sunny in killing, I just thought you should know.”
CHAPTER 15
Xavier
“Shit,” I growl, and I immediately get up from the bed, still clutching the damn pillow to keep him from staring at my schlong.
“What are you doing?” he asks.
I pick up some underwear and a pair of pants from the stack of clean clothes. “What does it look like?”
I turn my ass to him and swiftly put on my clothes, but I can feel his eyes scorching my back.
“I know we’re both vying for the same girl, but I do have to say … nice ass, Caruso.”
I throw him an enraged glance over my shoulder. “Don’t need compliments, didn’t ask.”
“Doesn’t mean I can’t dish them out.” He winks.
“Does she know?” I ask.
“What, that I’m handsome?”
I roll my eyes. “About the police.”
“Not that I know of.”
I fish my phone from my desk and immediately text her.
Me: Police are here. Outside SRU.
I retype the message several times to make it seem like a genuine surprise to a student, rather than obvious proof that could be used in court if they find out.
“So what’s the plan? It’s not like we can stop them from sniffing around,” Orion mutters as I tuck away my phone.
“No, but I want to know exactly what they know, and I want to hear it from their mouths.” I put on a blue shirt and waltz past him, shoving him out of the way with my shoulder.
“Hey, don’t shoot the messenger,” he says, following me.
“Go bother someone else,” I growl back.
“Be grateful I came to tell you,” he says, pushing past me so he can be the first to take the staircase, but I won’t fucking let him.
We’re shoving each other down the stairs, neither of us granting each other the privilege of getting downstairs first. I don’t need that whimsical drunk getting in my way, especially not when it comes to her. It’s already bad enough as it is that she chose to seduce him first so that she could find me.