I Never Expected You (I Never 2)

Even though her hands are petite, her fingers wrap around my erection. My head falls back with my eyes closed, enjoying the feeling as her hand strokes my hard cock back and forth. Her thumb brushes the tip, ever so slightly teasing me before she replaces her thumb with her tongue, causing my body to jolt. As I look down, I meet the most beautiful blue eyes I have ever seen, lashes wet with water from the shower, but they don’t belong to a faceless stranger. Nope, they belong to Haylee.

Fuck. In reality, I am alone in my shower with my hand wrapped around my cock. What is wrong with me? My heart is racing at the thought of Haylee in front of me on her knees. This girl has been taking over my mind since the day in the cemetery. There is no way I can go without finishing; my cock craves its release.

I wrap her ponytail around my fist and push her head down farther as she takes more of my cock into her mouth. Her lips press against my pelvis, causing her to gag a little, but holy shit if the tightening of her throat around it doesn’t go straight to my balls. I have to fight off the feeling of coming right now. Shit, I don’t want this to end.

Her mouth moves back and forth; her hand follows the same motion as her tongue massages and teases me.

“Shit, baby, I’m gonna come.”

I don’t even freak out over calling her “baby.” Even if this is just a fantasy, the thought of my cock deep in her is driving me insane. My grip tightens as I stroke faster. I can’t hold off my orgasm. Before my thoughts can go back to pulling her up from her knees and fucking her senseless against the tile, my legs begin to give out as hot cum releases all over my hand and down the drain.

Now I am completely confused as to what just happened. Not only did I just come harder than I ever had before, but it was to the thought of my little sister’s best friend. I finish up getting clean before turning the water off and stepping out. Wrapped in a towel, I head back to my room and check my phone. There’s a text from Haylee. Shit, could she somehow know what just happened? No, that’s stupid. If people knew when others jerked off to the thought of them, then Mila Kunis’s head would be spinning.

Haylee: Hey, my afternoon class was canceled. Want to grab a coffee?

Okay, good, she has no clue. I could use an afternoon pick-me-up.

Me: Yeah, sure. I just got out of the shower so give me like 30 minutes or so.

Haylee: Okay. See ya soon.

I drop the towel and lean against the edge of the bed as I put on my boxers. My mind instantly wanders back to Haylee and what she might look like naked and bent over this bed with my cock going in and out of her. Fuck, how am I supposed to meet her for coffee now? This is Haylee Hanks, for fuck’s sake!

I quickly throw some clothes on and head over to her dorm. I only have to knock once before she opens the door. A smile lights up her face. I swallow hard, trying not to picture her naked and moaning my name.

“Hey.”

“Hey, come on in. I only need a few more minutes, and then we can go.”

I follow her into her dorm room and close the door. Haylee is sitting at her desk chair, putting on her shoes. Her hair hangs in her face. I turn around and take a few deep breaths. I need to control myself. I can do this. Friends jerk off to the thought of friends, right?

I decide to look around and focus my attention on anything else but her. I notice the photo of her, Ky, and me from the Halloween party last fall when Ky and I dressed up as Sonny and Cher. I’m pretty sure Ky is still mad at me over making him be Cher.

“Hey, you okay?”

I turn around to tell her that I’m fine and am rendered speechless as I see her pulling the strands of her long hair into a ponytail. I want to wrap those stands around my hand, pull her toward me, and taste her all over. Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!

“Zach?” She steps closer.

Under normal circumstances, I wouldn’t have an issue with her invading my personal space, except now the closer she gets, the harder the time I’m having controlling my dick. It’s already throbbing, begging for another release just being in the same room as her.

Quick. Come up with something.

I need to get out of here before she notices the bulge in my jeans. I’m forever grateful to at least be wearing a longer hoodie right now, but the more I stand here with her, or hell, even just being in the same vicinity as her, I might poke someone’s eye out with this thing. Talk about a weapon of mass destruction.

I shake my head, going over scenario after scenario I can come up with quickly.

I look down at my phone. “Shit, I totally forgot I told Ky I would meet up with him. So sorry, Hails.”

I don’t even give her time to respond before I am spinning on my heels and running out of the dorm room. Well, looks like another shower when I get home because I need to get as far away from here as quickly as I can, so I take off in a sprint. I need to get this under control; otherwise, I am completely fucked…and not in a good way.

Hell, who am I kidding? I’m already fucked.

When I feel my phone vibrate and see her name appear with a text, my heart starts to beat faster. This is Haylee Hanks, the same nerdy girl growing up with pigtails and braces. She and my sister were inseparable and followed me and Emmett around like a lost puppy. When did she become this beautiful woman, and how did I not even notice till now? I seriously think about her more than I’d care to admit. I don’t do that—I don’t think about the same girl over and over unless it’s Mila Kunis or Scarlett Johansson.

Haylee: Hey, stranger! What’s up?

Me: Hey back! Not much just handing out watching some Netflix.