Living at the Frat House - A College Romance

Kissing her mouth, I slide my hand up her body until it rests on her throat. “I like the idea of getting you a collar for the house.”

Juno gasps against my lips. “I don’t know if I’m ready for that.”

“But you like the idea.”

“No,” she says, but she’s smiling.

I laugh. “You’re a terrible liar.”

“Punish me then,” she says, and the words make my heart stop.

“After today, I don’t want to punish you.”

Leaning up, she brushes my lips with hers. “Now who’s the liar?”

She’s right. I do want to punish her. I want to see how she’ll react to my control. “I’ll make you a deal,” I say. “We’ll try it out.”

Her chest rises and falls under mine faster. This is exciting for her, and I’m getting hard all over again. I cannot get enough of her.

“Tonight, I’m going to make you come. Over and over again until you’ve had more than enough.”

She giggles. “If that’s your idea of a punishment, bring it on.”

“But you can’t come for the next three days.”

She goes still, and I watch as her pupils dilate with excitement. “At all?”

“At all. And let me clear, nothing is going to change. I’m going to fuck you. You’re going to suck my cock. I’m going to come whenever and however I please, and you will not.”

Juno swallows, and I don’t even think she realizes that she’s smiling up at me. She’s beaming. Happy. The kind of smile that I want to fight for so I can always see it on her face. “What happens if I do come?”

I pause, considering. “What do you think would be an appropriate punishment for disobeying me, pet?” The nickname is one I use on purpose to get her to remember what we’re doing. “How do you want to be punished? I’m not going to promise that’s what I’ll do, but I’ll listen to ideas.”

The gorgeous girl in my bed blushes, biting her lip. “I don’t want to say.”

I lower my voice, practicing that edge of command that makes her shake. “Tell me now.”

“You could make me do chores,” she says quickly. “Or cooking. You know, the stuff that no one wants to do.”

I roll so that she’s on top of me now, hair hanging down like a curtain around us. “I could do that,” I say. “But that’s not what made you blush.”

“It’s embarrassing.”

I sit up so that she’s in my lap. I’m fully hard again, and this position presses us together beautifully. A couple small movements and I could be inside her delicious pussy.

“You’re mine. That means there’s no embarrassment between us.”

She closes her eyes, and I see her resign herself. “Spank me.”

My cock jerks between us. My head is filled with a vision of her across my knees, ass red under my hand. I understand exactly what she means, because I should not find that as hot as I do. “You want that?”

Juno is biting her lip again, and she nods.

Fucking hell, I like this girl. I have the urge to say more than that, but I hold myself back because it’s not possible. Not this fast.

“Okay. If you come without permission, or disobey, you’ll be spanked until I’m happy with the shade of red that your ass is. Your days will get extended, and you’ll owe me an orgasm in the manner of my choice.”

Juno shudders. “Okay.”

I smile. This is going to be fun. “But tonight, you have a free pass.” I don’t wait, I lie down and pull her to me, lifting her onto my face and starting the evening of pleasure for my girl.

14

Juno

I wave to Taylor and Bailey across the dining hall as I grab my food. None of us anticipated how busy would be these first few weeks of school, so this has really been the first time that we’ve been able to get together.

Dinner in the dining hall doesn’t seem very glamorous, but it’s better than nothing at all. I’m in the process of putting together a truly glorious salad. Most universities have horror stories about the cafeteria, but ours is really great and boasts a truly impressive salad bar. Something that I visit nearly every day at lunch.

Malcolm knows that tonight is my night for dinner with friends, so I don’t have to worry about him sweeping in and dragging me off to some corner to fuck me senseless—as much as we’d both enjoy that. It’s been a couple of weeks since we moved into the house, and we’ve fallen into a kind of delicious routine that seems to be working for us so far.

Those first three days when I wasn’t allowed to come were exactly the same. Mal had me wearing that infernal little toy and surprised me with visits to empty classrooms, but I refused to give in. It was the longest three days of my life, and on the fourth day I became the screamer that he wanted. I was so keyed up and so ready that I came the second he put his mouth on my clit, and a whole bunch of times after that. It was a blur of pleasure that I never want to forget.