Jayden
I pulled out of Allison before I could continue thrusting, and she looked at me, her eyes squinting with concern.
“What are you doing now, Jayden?” she asked, a hint of worry in her voice. “Don’t tell me you’ve changed your mind or are having last-minute regrets.”
I smirked, wrapped her arms around my waist, and guided her to lie sideways on the bed.
“I want to fuck you from behind, baby,” I whispered, placing a gentle kiss on her shoulder.
“Behind?” she questioned, unsure.
“Yes, baby,” I replied, positioning myself behind her, our bodies aligned. Taking my semi-erect cock in hand, I stroked it tenderly, guiding it towards her warm core.
“Again?” she sighed. “Why do you love doing this from behind?”
“Because I love it,” I said simply, plunging my full length inside her, causing her body to tremble and eliciting a throaty moan from her lips.
“But I want you to do it while facing me,” Allison said softly. “I mean, aren’t you tired of always doing it from behind?”
“I would never get tired of it, baby. I could die in your sweet fucking cunt from behind and be the happiest man on earth,” I declared, showering her back with kisses, nipping and licking her skin.
“But…” She trailed off, gripping the sheets as I began thrusting faster inside her. Her butt cheeks slammed against my thighs, creating salacious, loud sounds that echoed throughout the room.
“Shhh, baby, just take it,” I whispered, taking her earlobe into my mouth, making her whimper and tilt her neck in pleasure.
I continued for several minutes, pounding into her as her hips seemingly ground against my cock.
“Fuck,” I grunted, feeling my hips jerk uncontrollably. “Oh, shit, I could stay in your cunt forever.”
My body twitched as I released my hot load deep inside her, time and time again, groaning with my hands tightly gripping her waist.
Afterward, I pulled out, and she turned to face me. “I guess I won,” she whispered. “You fucked me.”
“No,” I replied sharply, standing up and buttoning my shirt. “You didn’t…”
“What?” she scoffed, disbelief evident in her voice.
“You heard me. You lost. I fucked you after you came, and that wasn’t part of the plan.”
Allison shook her head. “Well, you still fucked me!”
“Goodnight, Alli,” I said, buttoning the last button on my trousers.
Just as I was about to leave, she screamed my name, her voice filled with rage and frustration. I turned to see her panting, her eyes locked onto mine.
“So, no apology?” she inquired, covering herself up with the sheets. “After everything you did?”
“What did I do?” I asked, my eyebrows drawing together in confusion.
Honestly, I didn’t care what I had done, and I was trying my best to forget everything that happened. Whatever I did was for her own good, but seeing her like this-hurt and sad-made me feel terrible. It made me feel stupid, feeble, and like a complete piece of shit.
She bit her lip and averted her gaze, those glassy eyes no longer meeting mine. “Never mind. You can leave.”
Without another word, I walked out, closing the door with my back pressed against it. As I stood there, I heard her soft cries and sobs. Should I go back in? Holding the doorknob, I tried to push it open, but the sound of approaching footsteps made me step away. Still, I couldn’t help but steal one last glance at the door.
“Fuck,” I groaned, running my hands through my hair as I slowly made my way toward the dormitory entrance. That’s when I saw Yvonne coming down the stairs. Her eyes widened when she noticed me, and she hurried to approach me.
“What are you doing here?” I asked, my curiosity piqued.
“Where are you coming from?” she asked simultaneously, her face mirroring my intrigue.
“I came to see you,” she said, taking my hand. “I’m sorry for trying to get you drunk and making advances on you, but I swear, it’s because I couldn’t wait any longer.”
I scowled, my glare intensifying as I focused on her. “I told you to be patient with me, didn’t I?” I asked, my jaw clenched in frustration.
“And I already apologized,” she whined, acting like a child begging for their favorite ice cream. “I couldn’t resist you, baby, that’s why.”
Damn it! Her words nearly made me sick. My scowl deepened as I snatched my hand away from her. No one-and I mean no one-is allowed to say they can’t resist me… except for Allison, of course.
“Is something wrong?” she asked, looking apologetic.
“Can we talk later?” I sighed. “I need to sleep early since I’ve got classes at 8 tomorrow.”
Just as I took a step past her, I heard her say, “So, you’re not going to tell me where you’re coming from?”
“No,” I replied without turning back.
“Jayden! I’ve been waiting for you in your room forever. Please don’t tell me you’re still mad at me. I’m so sorry.”
“Fine. Can you leave now?” I asked, my impatience growing.
“I will,” she sighed. “But wow, I’m quite surprised, Jayden.”
“What do you mean?” I asked, slowly turning to face her.
She smirked and moved closer to me, her manicured index finger tracing a line down my exposed chest, as I hadn’t bothered to close any of my shirt buttons.
“That a guy like you is practicing celibacy,” she said, her voice laced with skepticism.
“Easy choice,” I replied firmly.
Yvonne laughed, covering her mouth with her hand. “Tell me who you’re sleeping with behind my back.”
I tilted my head, confusion etched on my face. “Excuse me?”
Yvonne’s eyes sparkled with mischief. “Trying to deny it, huh?” She leaned in, inhaling deeply, her nose flaring as she sniffed around me.
“What the fuck are you doing, Yvonne?” I groaned, frustration growing.
She glared, biting her bottom lip. “You smell like sex, Jay. And not only that, you smell like some bitch that I know!”