Snow and the Seven Men
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 was thinking this 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 grey 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 exploring the growing bulge of my shaft.
“Holly 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 reverberated 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.
She squealed, my thick shaft filling every spare inch of space inside her but she instantly clenched, drawing me in deeper.
“Oh fuck…” I breathed, knowing that if she continued to squeeze at me, I wouldn’t hold out very long.
I drew her upward, closer, my fingers working furiously against her nub to bring her to the climax I wanted so badly to achieve.
But not before she reached hers.
“Graham!” she howled. “Oh…oh…oh my GOD…”
I felt her gushing then, spraying it felt like, spilling down my legs and hers in unison and that was the end of it for me.
With a massive groan and shudder, I blew my load inside her, relishing her tight hold on my cock.
All of my doubts, my insecurities, my fear of being abandoned dissipated with my release and I collapsed on top of Sasha in a pile of shaking limbs, savoring her sweet scent because I knew she’d be gone soon.