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And just like that, I officially fucking love college.
Chapter Nine
DEKKER
She is makingit so fucking hard to concentrate.
I sit here, willing my dick to calm down, but just the simple bite of her lip as she concentrates on the physics project has me rock hard.
Rock. Fucking. Hard.
Let’s not even mention how she smells. Like jasmine and lemon. It’s taking every ounce of restraint not to bend her over this table and shove my cock into her pussy. Or maybe down her throat.
“So the car must have accelerated at 3.8 m/s2 in the negative direction and stopped after 4.0 seconds.” She scribbles on the notebook in front of her, her face scrunched as she writes.
She looks up, and her grey eyes narrow as she stares at me.
“What are you looking at?” I demand.
“I’m looking at my physics partner not doing anything other than staring like a creep at me.”
I shrug. “You are doing just fine on your own, Angel.”
“This is a partnered project. Did you forget that? And stop fucking calling me Angel.” Her lips curl in a sneer.
“No can do,Angel.” I lean in closer, and her breaths quicken as she stares down at her notebook. “How about we dosomething more fun? You get on your knees, and I’ll use your mouth.” I reach down and grab my cock, letting out a groan as I do.
“You are disgusting.” She scrunches her face in disgust.
I shrug with nonchalance. “No, just horny, Angel.”
“You know what? Fuck you.”
She stands up and starts packing up her things. There’s a red hue to her cheeks; I can tell she’s flustered as she stumbles throwing her items in.
“Or, and hear me out, I could fuck you. I think you need a stress relief. You’re wound a little tight there, Angel. How about I bend you over this table and slide my cock into you and savagely fuck you? Bet you would love my piercing. My Jacob’s ladder hitting that G-spot of yours. I bet I could have you squirting all over me in a matter of minutes.”
She immediately stops, and her mouth drops open.
The red hue in her cheeks is now spread all over her face and down her perfect pale neck, one that I want to do nothing but mark with my mouth.
Her eyes widen, and her mouth opens and shuts like a fish out of water. But no words come out. Instead, she turns and throws her bag over her shoulder and practically runs out of the room.
Chuckling, I tug my laptop out of my bag and pull up the assignment in the online class.
I upload the whole assignment that I had already done and hit send. I smile knowing that she’s more than likely going to lose her shit when she sees it’s been uploaded.
And I can’t wait.
Shutting down and putting it all away, I take out my phone and see what the other two guys are up to.
I have no other classes for the day and with it being rush week, Sigma Xi Delta is throwing a party like the rest of Greek Row.
It’s a chance for us to recruit new students.
And this year we are going all out.
We have a “friendly” bet with Lambda Theta Zeta on who will have the best fucking rush party. Last year they took home that trophy, what with their open bar and their raffle for concert tickets to see Burning Embers, a fucking amazing and kick-ass band.