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The Freshman (College Years 1)

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Become rattled. Wild. Overcome with need. He’s always so calm. So composed. I want him to unleash on me. And I want to know that I’m the only one he loses control with.

I hook my legs around his hips and cling to him. Wrap my hand around his nape and pull him in for a kiss. His mouth is ravenous, the kiss becoming rougher, more out of control. He nips at my lower lip with his teeth. Thrusts his tongue against mine. Groans for every whimper that escapes me. He moves faster, his hips slapping against mine, our sweaty skin sticking together. He fucks and fucks, and I want to say so badly, “Look at how good you’re doing!” but I don’t.

He’d probably think that was condescending.

It’s true though. He’s practically an expert for this being his first time. It’s as if he knows just where to touch me, and just how to move. There are no awkward shifts, no weird grabs. Maybe that’s because we’ve taken the time to know each other, versus jumping into the sex thing headfirst.

Maybe there’s something to the ‘let’s be friends and eventually turn into lovers’ thing after all.

I realize when his entire body grows tense, his thrusts turning deeper that he’s close. I squeeze my inner walls around him in a rhythmic motion. The startled groan that leaves him tells me he’s just about to fall over the edge.

Within seconds, Tony comes with a ragged shout, holding himself over me, his body shaking. I hold him close, opening my eyes to watch him. His mouth hangs open, his eyes shut tight, high color on his cheeks, the tendons in his neck strained.

He’s beautiful when he comes.

Without warning, he collapses on top of me, his lungs heaving, his breath hot against my cheek. “God damn, what did you do there at the end?”

“It’s a special little trick,” I tease, stroking his sweat coated back.

“Fuck. I tried to last as long as I could.” He rubs his nose along my jaw, making me shiver. “Did you come?”

“No.” And I’m not even mad about it.

He lifts away from me, frowning. “Really?”

“I already did,” I say lightly.

“Yeah, but I was hoping you would come again.”

“I wasn’t so fixed on myself just now.” I reach up to caress his cheek. “I was more focused on you.”

“That’s just wrong.” He turns his head, dropping a kiss on my palm in the sweetest gesture. My heart literally pangs. “Let’s go again.”

“Again?” I raise my brows, surprised.

“I have twenty-three condoms left.” He grins. “And plenty of lost time to make up for.”

Tony wasn’t lying. By the time I’m entering my apartment the next morning, I’m deliciously sore and almost deliriously exhausted. I stop short when I spot Gracie sitting on the couch, clutching a Starbucks to-go cup and scrolling through her phone.

“There you are,” she says, her gaze still glued to her phone. “Good morning.”

I shut the door and lean against it. “Why aren’t you in class?”

She shrugs. “I skipped. Nothing much going on in there anyway. Plus, I have an A.”

Gracie is one of those annoying people who can miss all the lectures and somehow ace the test. Or write the perfect paper. I’d kill for her ability to do that.

“I didn’t think you’d be here.” I collapse on the couch beside her.

“I made Robin drop me off. Last night after we talked.” She glances over at me. “I ended it with him.”

Thank God.

I try my best to keep my expression neutral. “Are you okay?”

She nods. Looks away. Sips from her cup. “It was the right thing to do.”

“He was in the middle of cheating on you with another woman, so yeah. Definitely the right thing to do,” I say drolly, wishing I had a Starbucks of my own.



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