Jayden
That night, no matter how much I touched myself, I couldn’t recreate the pleasure and thrill I experienced just from kissing Allison. I considered going to her room, but I worried her roommate might be there.
Then again, it was worth checking-and besides, I could enjoy Allison as much as I wanted, since I was essentially “paying” for it. Was that the right word for it? Either way, I was giving money to some asshole to keep quiet about us, so why shouldn’t I benefit from the arrangement? We should have sex-rough, hardcore sex that would make her scream nonstop and beg me to stop. Unfortunately for her, I wouldn’t. I’d keep on fucking that pussy because it was mine. Mine, I tell you, and I wouldn’t stop until I decided to.
If she thought she could stop me, she had better know she would lose everything before she even started. It wasn’t time to show her my sweet, lovely side-that part of me was dead, buried under the stress of everything and everyone around me.
As for Yvonne, I would continue dating her, perhaps ending things with her in the future. Who knew what would happen?
I picked up my phone and saw that it was 2 am. I considered calling to let her know her bad boy was on his way, but why not surprise her instead? I quickly got out of bed and made my way to her dorm building. However, the gate leading to the entrance of the stairs was already locked.
“Shit,” I hissed, rolling my eyes in frustration.
I decided to turn back but then thought, why not climb through the window? I hurried to the back of the building and, using other people’s window ledges for support, I finally reached hers. But then it hit me-the window might be closed.
“You’d better not be, or else I’ll break the motherfucker to the ground, I promise,” I muttered to myself, my jaw clenched.
When I finally got there, I placed my hand over the window, beginning to slide it open. My legs rustled the overgrown weeds on their window ledge.
To my relief, the window opened without resistance. Was Allison hoping I’d come? That must be the reason she’d leave the window open despite knowing how dangerous it could be. Lucky for her, her prayers were answered.
I crept inside carefully, sliding the window halfway closed before tiptoeing towards her bed. I noticed her and someone else lying there-Sally? What the hell was she doing here? Damn it! Should I just leave?
As I weighed my options, Allison tilted slightly, her eyes locking with mine. Her eyes widened, and I knew her mouth would be next, so I hurried to her side and clamped my hand over it-the very mouth that I owned, the lips I was longing to kiss, and the one my dick would soon claim.
“Sshh,” I warned, inhaling a whiff of her grape-like fragrance. It was my favorite scent on a woman, and she knew that. Besides, I had never smelled it so fresh on her before.
“Jayden?” she whispered, her voice trembling against my palm as I slightly released her mouth.
“Tell me,” I murmured, my hot breath against her sweet-smelling neck. “Did you take a bath tonight thinking of me?”
Instead of answering, she swallowed hard, shifting her gaze to meet mine. “What are you doing here?”
My eyes narrowed in the darkness, a red hue filling them as I observed her. “Answer me,” I demanded, my voice low and husky as I moved my hand from her mouth to her neck.
She choked slightly and nodded her head in response.
“Speak, Alli,” I commanded, my eyes darkening further, my bulge pressing against her arm.
“Yes, yes,” she whispered, confirming my suspicion.
Had she done this because she was jealous of how I had left with Yvonne? Was my sister truly head over heels for me?
“Why is your sister here?” I asked.
“She decided to sleep over,” she replied quietly. “You should leave before Sally wakes-”
I interrupted her by tightening my grip around her neck, causing her to choke and cough slightly.
“You don’t tell me what to do,” I whispered deeply, my hand trailing down to her breasts.
“No bra?” I questioned with a raised eyebrow.
“I don’t wear one when I go to bed,” she explained, her voice cracking under the strain.
“Mmm,” I mumbled, my deep voice resonating in my throat. Through her clothes, I took her nipple between my fingers and squeezed it hard.
“Jayden,” she whimpered softly, “they’ll hear us.”
“If you keep quiet,” I nearly barked, quickly composing myself.
“But-”
“You want this too, don’t you?” I asked, cutting her off.
She nodded, biting her bottom lip in anticipation.
“I can’t hear you,” I said, a slight frown on my face.
“Yes,” she nodded vehemently, her eyes locked with mine.
“You want me to fuck you hard, so hard that you won’t be able to sleep, don’t you?” I asked, squeezing and handling her breasts with a force that could burst them at any moment, but I didn’t care.
“I want to fuck you so hard, baby,” I whispered, closing my eyes to fully savor her presence against my body.
“Certainly not here, Jayden,” she begged, her lustful gaze betraying her true desires. “Sally and Nina are here.”
“I want it now,” I uttered, grunting each word with need. “I don’t care where.”
“Jayden, please,” she pleaded again, her voice barely a whisper.
“This is how I want you to beg me while I fuck your pussy,” I whispered, feeling her body shiver against mine. “You want it, don’t you?”
“I do…” she replied after a few seconds. “But definitely not in this room. Not even the kitchen or washroom. The walls are thin, and-”
“Let’s do it outside,” I retorted, pointing toward the window.
Her gaze followed my finger, her eyes widening in shock. “What? The window?”
“Yeah,” I nodded, a mischievous grin spreading across my face. “There’s a great ledge for both of us.”
As I assessed the window ledge, I knew it was wide enough since it served as a fire escape. After a tragic fire in the building had claimed the lives of thirty people, they had made the ledge larger to ensure the safety of the residents.
“You’ve got to be kidding me,” she scoffed, turning away in disbelief.
I took her face in my hands and forcefully turned her attention back to the window. “I dare not.”