“Uh.” College Me raised her hands in the air. “What are you all doing here?”
Holly kissed her cheek and walked off. “You think we would let you spend Christmas by yourself, studying in some dorm?”
Saint looked at me. His gaze went over my body. An odd recognition sparkled in his eyes. Instead of saying hello, he stalked off and scanned the room.
“Girl.” I shook my head, hating to watch this. “You just don’t know.”
“Yay. You all are. . .here.” College Me shrieked. “Hey! Uh. We should go out to a bar or something.”
“It’s super snowing.” Holly pulled out a bottle of rum and whiskey from her bottle. “We brought the bar to us. And we paid off this girl on the floor. Shelly or something. Saint gave her a hundred-dollar bill. She said we could stay as long as we wanted.”
“Yeah, but this room is so messy.” College Me rushed to my pants and picked them up off the floor. “So, let’s just go to your hotel room or—”
“Where’s the guy?” Saint glared at her.
“What?”
“You have a guy in here?” Saint went over to the closet.
College Me scurried over and got in front of him. “First of all, chill out.”
“Chill out?”
“We’re not together.”
“Yet, you’re still mine.”
“Says who, Saint? You’re in Paris at school. I’m here. We can do what we want and even—”
Saint didn’t need to move College Me out the way. He grabbed the knob, turned it, and opened the closet as if she weighed nothing.
College Me scooted to the side. “So first of all, this is just my friend.”
Yellow stumbled out with his soft dick wiggling in front of him. “I was just leaving.”
“You damn right you were.” Saint fisted his hands and then looked at me. “This is who you give yourself to?”
College Me put her hands on her hips. “I haven’t given myself to him. . .yet.”
“Lucky for him,” Saint growled. “I may rip his dick off so you never do.”
“Oh no.” Yellow hurried to his pants. “Don’t pay me any mind. I’m out of here.”
Holly and Nikolas exchanged looks. And then Holly put the rum and eggnog back in her bag. “Maybe we should go back to the hotel.”
“No.” College Me shook her head. “Stay. I just need to—”
“Go back to the hotel, Holly.” Saint glared at me. “Ivy and I need to talk.”
Holly, Nikolas, and Yellow were out of there in less than a minute.
Hurt covered Saint’s face. “How long have you been fucking him?”
“I haven’t.”
“Then why was his dick out?”
“Because I was going to. I’m still a virgin.”
Saint let out a long breath.
“We’re not even together so don’t look at me that way.”
“Why bring him to your room?” Saint cornered her. “Why bring that idiot back here?”
“I was drinking and lonely. I thought it was a good idea.”
“To let some random guy take your virginity?”
“You won’t take it! I’ve tried long enough.”
“That’s not how it’s been going.”
“It’s exactly what’s been happening.”
“Because I’ve wanted more—”
“And I just want sex! Stop trying to push me to do more.” College Me tried to move away from him and held her pants, trying to put them on. He brought her back and kissed her. She dropped the pants. They fell to the floor. Next, he had her plastered against the closet door as he undid the front of his jeans. “All you want is sex, huh?”
She moaned.
He pulled his cock out.
Like a nasty voyeur, I stepped closer to them.
He lifted her. His muscles flexed under his sweater. He was inside of her in seconds. She gasped.
He growled. “Does it hurt?”
“Uh?” She trembled against him. “Kind of, but. . .in a good way.”
He slammed his cock into her. She shrieked and wrapped her arms around his shoulders.
“You just want to be fucked, huh?”
“Oh!”
I held my hand over my heart, remembering how good he’d felt that night.
“Here you go!” Saint slammed into her, almost crushing that little body. He was out of control—a rabid beast. With that huge size and College Me’s small body, it looked like some erotic battle. She gasped. And then his hands were in her hair, on her face, breasts, and ass. He went wild.
And I watched College Me lose herself. She swam in a euphoric gulf of pleasure. Never would another man take her like Saint. She would spend the rest of her time in college and even out of it, searching for another guy to give her the orgasms that Saint could.
College Me closed her eyes, reveling in the feel of his hands and the thrusts of his cock. Jealousy rushed through me.
I stood near them once again wanting to be a participant.
Knocking sounded off in the distance.
The glowing man sounded. “Ivy.”
“No.” I sneered. “I’m watching this to the end.”
“Ivy, we must go.”
The knocking continued.
I shook my head. “I’m staying. If I have to go down memory lane then—”