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Like some kind of goddess, she takes the final couple of steps down from the stage, and I’m not ashamed to admit the slither of thigh I catch, coupled with the power speech she just gave, has my dick twitching in my pants.

Not now.

Paying zero attention to Tyler, she sits back down and waves to her friends before focusing her attention on me.

I reach across and pull her chair toward me. Dinner is done, the speech was nailed, and now I want to have some fun.

“Aside from the fucking amazing job you just did up there, do you know what’s got me looking like a Cheshire cat?”

She smiles around the rim of her champagne glass. “What’s that?”

I lean in a little closer and catch Tyler pull out his phone, trying desperately to ignore us. “The last time we were on this campus, surrounded by all these people, you were only the dream girl I could never touch.”

Dipping my hand under the white tablecloth, I’m confident no one will see us since there’s only a wall behind us and everyone else is deep in conversation.

“But now, tonight, and for-fucking-ever if I have my way …”

I trace my fingertips up the outside of her thigh, and she pulls in a sharp breath when I reach the edge of her thong. When I hook my index finger under the slender waistband, she lifts her hips, and I peel the tiny excuse for underwear down her legs. She steps out of them and sets her glass back on the table, wearing a look of pure lust when I pocket her thong and bring my hand to her inner thigh.

I can feel the heat there. Needy, wanting heat.

“Last time I asked you not to scream, you did such a good job and kept so quiet for me.” I find her pussy as it immediately drenches my fingers. “Can you do the same for me again?”

She whimpers, and I push a finger inside, turning my body to face her fully. To the onlooker, I’m simply devoting all my attention to the hottest girl in the room. But in my reality? I’m fingering the woman I’ll, one day, ask to be my wife.

“I can do that, Jack,” she says, hooking her nearest leg over my knee.

Her mouth forms the perfect O as I add another finger and feel her walls tighten around me.

With my spare hand, I pass her glass back, and she takes another sip while I curl my fingers and stroke her perfect cunt.

“I’m going to play with your clit and make you come now, Kitten. Is that okay?”

She nods once, and I pump my fingers slowly, aware I can’t make any sudden movements and risk attracting attention.

When she starts to spasm around me, I take the glass as it shakes in her hand and set it carefully on the table.

“That’s it. Give me all of what you have.” I soothe her slowly as she fights to stay upright, her face flushing a cute crimson.

The music is relatively loud, but the sounds her wet pussy makes as she releases all over my hand is unmistakable, and my balls tighten, pressure builds at the base of my spine, and my self-control unravels.

As Kendra comes, her pussy floods my hand.

“Want to know something?” My voice is breathy and barely a whisper.

“Yes,” she gasps.

“I just came in my pants, watching you come apart for me like this.”

Her eyes drop to my crotch. She can’t see the wet patch since it’s hidden beneath the table, but it’s there.

“Thank fuck I wore black pants.” I chuckle.

She draws her bottom lip between her teeth. I know exactly what she’s about to say before she’s even opened her mouth.

“I want to go to bed now, Jack.”

I pull out my fingers and then her thong from my pocket, wiping her release on it. “Okay, Kitten, I’ll take you upstairs right after you put these back on and do one final thing for me.”

She does as I asked, and I interlace our fingers. But before I lead her upstairs for a night where I plan to have zero sleep, I take one more look at the girl I never thought I’d get.

“Repeat after me:football.”

THE END