Living at the Frat House - A College Romance

Together we move faster. And faster still. Moving toward one goal together. My body is responding to his and remembering what he taught me. Suddenly, I’m careening toward an orgasm that’s bright and fast, and I can’t stop it. It eclipses my vision, everything turning white. Deep, shaking, waves roll down my spine, shaking me to the core. Pleasure like nothing else I’ve felt in my life.

Malcolm is coming too, cock jerking and filling me with precious heat. We cry out together before inhaling each other in another kiss. I’m fucking him and he’s fucking me and we keep moving through the orgasm and into the next one. Until we’re spent and panting, Mal’s weight pressing me down into the mattress though he’s still inside me.

“I love you, Juno,” he says. “I knew it before you moved into this house. My body and soul knew before my mind did, that you were mine, and I had to have you.”

Reaching up, I trace the line of my brand-new necklace with my finger. Smiling. “I’m yours,” I tell him. “And I love you too.”

Epilogue

Malcolm

The Last Day of the Semester

“Keep your eyes closed,” I say.

Juno laughs, and I savor the sound. “They are closed, I swear.”

Her hand is in mine, and I guide her over the threshold. I have the exact angle that I want her to see this from. It’s all planned out. Through a few rooms I guide her, and she’s good. She doesn’t peek.

I position her so that she can see several rooms at once, and then get out of the way. “Okay,” I say, letting go of her hand. “Now.”

Juno opens her eyes. “Where are we?” she asks looking around.

“Well,” I say. “If you like it, this is our new apartment.”

Her eyes widen and she looks around the empty space with a brand-new assessment. “Are you serious?”

“Yes,” I laugh. “Why wouldn’t I be?”

She shakes her head. “Because you love Granite House and it’s your family legacy.”

“I do love Granite House. But I love you more than a house, and I think Evan will be an excellent leader after I’m gone. Besides,” I say, pulling her in to me. “I think the guys are a little tired of hearing me fuck you.”

Predictably, Juno blushes. All this time and she still hasn’t lost that razor thin trigger that makes her cheeks turn pink. And I’ve turned her into a screamer. I know the guys hear us. “We could move from being a couple who terrorize housemates to a couple who terrorize their downstairs neighbors.”

Wrapping her in my arms, her hands start to explore me. We’ve both been so crazed with finals that we’ve fallen into bed and immediately asleep at the end of the day and have barely had a chance to touch each other the past couple of weeks. Which makes my cock very interested in the way her hands are sliding up my back. “What made you think to do this, though?”

“I want to make a home with you,” I say. “I want to weave our lives together so there’s no chance we could be apart. It was time. What do you think?”

She steps away and wanders around the place. Spacious and open plan, it has a lot of natural light and a pretty view of the campus out the large windows. “I think it’s perfect.”

I walk up behind her as she takes in the view, and I trace the line of the choker around her neck. I love to do that now, as it reminds her of what she is to me. It’s the same chain that I gave her months ago. Now there are three tiny beads on it that say pet.

This works for us, even if it’s strange for other people. And the fact that I could order her to take her clothes off right now and bend over still brings me a rush of arousal that nearly leaves me dizzy. Mostly from all the blood leaving my brain and flowing to my cock.

“I’m glad,” I say. “I want everything to be perfect.”

“When can we move in?” she asks, grinning. “This is going to be amazing.”

I hold up the key dangling from my fingers. “It’s already ours.”

Juno gasps. “How did you know that I would say yes?”

“Because I know you, pet,” I say, snagging her around the waist while she giggles. “And we can move in any time.”

“So what are we waiting for?” she asks. “We should do it tomorrow.”

“I think we should do it slowly,” I say. “Over a week or so.”

She raises an eyebrow. “Why?”

“Because I have plans for this place while it’s empty.”

Juno is smirking at me, green eyes sparkling. “Am I going to like these plans?”

“I think you are, pet. Because we’re going to make use of every one of these surfaces before we move in. Starting now.”