“Are you going to be hanging out in here? I was going to have a nap, but if you’re gonna be here…”
My jaw locked, and I snatched the robe around my body. I couldn’t force him to want me. Maybe he just wasn’t interested. I couldn’t be everyone’s type, could I?
But according to Bash, I am exactly Graham’s type. Maybe Bash just said that to make me feel better.
My ego wasn’t hurt, not really. It was more about uniting the men than it was me at that point. I had six men who wanted me, who doted on me and who attended to my every whim. Having Graham in the fold would only enhance my pleasure, but if he didn’t join us, it was to his detriment, not mine.
Then why can’t I leave this alone?
I knew why, kind of. I’d be leaving, and Graham would be the one to feel betrayed because he was left out of the fold. After what had happened with Collette, I knew that it would damage the group again. Who knew if they would recover from this blow?
No, I couldn’t be responsible for the breakdown of their group.
There had to be some way for me to reach Graham.
15
Graham
I knew what they were thinking, but I didn’t care. They thought I was being stubborn, trying to prove a point, but that couldn’t have been further from the truth. If anything, I probably wanted Sasha more than any of them and listening to her with the others only made my desire stronger.
It had taken every fiber of my being not to stride toward her in the dorm when she’d bent over and take her against the wall. But I needed to maintain my position. There was no point in succumbing to her. She’d be gone soon, just like Collette. Why would I let myself get attached to her? Just so that Dan could feel better about breaking our pact?
I thought that as I flopped back into my bed and closed my eyes. I was tired, emotionally drained. Maybe I needed to learn to let things go a little. I felt sleep begin to encompass me, and as I danced in that gray spot between dream state and wakefulness, I caught a whiff of Sasha in the air. Before I could open my eyes, I felt the covers peel back, and her warm body slid in next to me.
“What are you doing?” I growled.
“Why are you fighting me?” she whispered. “I don’t want to fight with you.”
“Sasha,” I muttered, but she didn’t respond, her mouth moving along my ear and down my neck. I struggled to open my eyes, but they seemed to be glued shut. All I could feel was the silken tresses of her black mane trailing along the muscles of my abs, and I felt myself rising against the material of my boxers.
“I want you,” she purred, her breath hot against my skin. “Don’t you want me?”
I moaned softly, but I didn’t protest as her hand slipped around the waistband of my shorts. I was naked now, and her tongue explored the growing bulge of my shaft.
“Holy shit. You’re huge!” she gasped, and I could finally open my eyes to stare at her between my legs. Our eyes clashed, and she seemed to be daring me to stop as she exhaled in small breaths over my pulsating cock.
Of course, I couldn’t—I didn’t want to, and she smiled, her ruby-red lips wet as they parted to take me into her mouth entirely.
“Oh, shit…” My moan seemed to reverberate through the room, and she purred, the vibration causing me to jump. Watching her pretty mouth around my big cock was fucking amazing, but what came next was mind-blowing.
A soft, warm palm cupped my sack, and her head fell into an up and down motion, suctioning me deep into her windpipe. I was fully hard, the build-up of desire I’d had for her overwhelming me, and without warning, I lunged forward for her, causing her to gasp in surprise.
“I was just getting started!” she protested.
“So am I!” I hissed, flipping her over. Her legs dangled off the side of the bed, and I was on her back, my teeth sinking gently into her shoulders as I rubbed my shaft between her cheeks. I wanted so badly to pound into her, but I couldn’t. Not yet.
Her hands reached up to grip the sheets, furling into fists. She was expecting me inside her, but I had other plans.
Along her back, I moved, snaking my hands around the front of her crotch to find her swollen clit. She bucked backward instinctively, sliding my cock into her ass. She was soaked, and I couldn’t stop myself, even though I’d longed to bury my face deep into her snatch until she came all over me. But now I was inside her, and that seemed to be exactly where I belonged.