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“Don’t stop!” I moan. Gripping the sheets with one hand and digging another one in his back. He strokes the vibrator around my clit and I feel a wave of pleasure building within. It is so different from when I use it by myself. Right now, I can feel his mouth on my breast and his other hand wandering on my body. His abs rubbing against my body. And it feels so good!

He brings his mouth close to mine and hovers it over. Building up the tension even more. “Come, for me, Raven. Come just for me.”

He rubs the vibrator over and holds it still when he finds that one perfect spot. I feel a wave of pleasure soaring through me and I sink my teeth in the nook of his neck. I don’t care if it hurts him right now. “I’m coming…fuck! That feels so good Marcus!”

After I finally crash from my high, he turns the vibrator off. I like how he learns about my body so fast. “Do you know how sexy you look when your eyes roll back when you come while shouting my name?” his darkened ocean blue eyes crinkle into a wicked smile.

I hit him on his chest as he falls next to me. “I do not shout!” He chuckles and falls next to me.

He pokes my nose. “You are a screamer. Especially when I do this…” He pinches my nipple softly and a some-what loud moan escapes my mouth.

“You think you’re too silent when you groan my name as you nut?” that gets me a husky laugh. I never knew that I could be this comfortable naked. In my own body. Not like I can be naked in someone else’s body. Unless I pull their organs out and use their skin as a catsuit. Which I don’t even want to think about, because the thought itself makes me want to puke. But he has a way of making me feel comfortable around him. He doesn’t judge my vulnerability and he tells me how beautiful I am!

His gaze fixates on me. “I’m not loud in bed.” His eyes freeze on mine and a small smile spreads across his face.

“Let’s see… shall we?” I pick the vibrator.

“It doesn’t work the same on me…” He huffs and smiles. I climb on top of him and prop my knees on either side of the huge chunk of muscles.

I turn it on and press it against my breast which sends thunder down to my pussy. “Who said it’s for you? You have me!” I press my lips against his and trace my lips down his torso. But he pulls my head up.

“Let me see you touch yourself when you suck me off.” a wide grin spreads on my face. I fucking love it when this man tells me exactly what to do, just in bed. Just in bed.

“Yes captain.”

“Fuck! Say that again!” Ooo…seems like I discovered something new here.

“Yes. Captain .” I emphasise in a seductive tone.

“Holy shit.” I lick the tip of his cock and his body shudders. I move the vibrator on my clit, in search of finding that sweet spot that Marcus had found before. I wish I could ask him for directions to that sweet spot.

“Do you like that?” I moan when he groans my name. I lower my mouth on his cock, my hands still trying to guide the vibrator to that sweet spot.

“You know I fucking love it.” He thrusts in my mouth and the movement moves my hand and helps me find that sweet spot. I come up for air and my body shivers. I better mark it down. “Are you close?” he asks me.

“So close.”

He grips his shaft in his hands and rubs it.

“No…” I remove his hand from his cock. I can’t believe that I am feeling jealous of his hand because that is where my mouth is supposed to be right now.

“Greedy. You’re so greedy for me. I love it!”

I chuckle and lower my mouth back on his cock. Slow strokes at first till I take him in and I’m gagging. “Fuck. I’m going to come so hard, Raven. Are you close?”

I just moan in response.

He grips the sheets as I see his abs clench and he comes all over my breasts and the pleasure sores through me at the same time.

We sprout dirty words at each other all night. Making each other come after taking a few breaks in between. But we don’t have sex. Because whenever I tried to, he shot me down. It’s not like he has a reason to shy away because of his size. Because trust me, he is the biggest I’ve seen.

Actually, no. I once dabbled in the wrong side of porn websites and reached the dark side. Though I’d closed the tab at lightning speed, I was scarred for life. It wasn’t anything remotely bad as you guys think it is, but it was bad enough for me. That dude was just way too big, I don’t know how the blonde still did him. But back to the point. James is the biggest I’ve had. Not yet. But you get the gist.

At one point, I’m scared if he thinks that I have a STD or something and I blurt out. “I’m clean. If that’s what you’re scared of. And it’s not like we still won’t use a condom.”

“What?” his brow rises.

I don’t know why but embarrassingly enough, I keep explaining! “I mean, I’ve never had unprotected sex with anyone. So, I don’t have any STD’s if that’s what you’re scared of. And even if I am clean, it wouldn’t mean that we still wouldn’t use a condom. Trust me. Unprotected sex is not on my bucket list either.”

He chuckles and his eyes close and his cheeks squish. I should’ve taken a photo of him like that. From the chest and above. “It’s not that. Do you remember the first time we met?” He tucks his arm under his head which flexes his bicep. Fuck, he looks hot!

“You know I don’t. Did I tell you not to fuck me? Because if so, I was totally drunk then and I take my words back.”

He laughs now. Again. Me. Naked. In bed. With a guy! Laughing? Mission Impossible. Yet here we are.

“I love how greedy you are for me.”

“Not for you. For Lord Percieval.” I stroke my hand over the length of his shaft.

“You named my dick? And Lord?”

“I mean…in my defence it is a majestic name and your dick doesn’t deserve anything less.”

“This is the biggest boost to my ego. It’s through the roof right now.” I can’t help but laugh. And I notice the way he looks at me when I laugh. His eyes don’t move off my face. Fuck! I might be falling for him. But I can’t do that. I just can’t. I don’t want the heartbreak that follows. I am afraid of love because I am scared of heartbreak. Sue me! But I’m never doing relationships again. Ever!

“Hold your horses, sweetheart. Being this desperate doesn’t suit your personality.” I say and he laughs out loud.

“Come here.” he pulls me closer to him.

“You want to cuddle?”

“Why not?”

Why? One thing I cannot tolerate is my personal space when sleeping. Even back home I’d make Lara, who I share my room with, sleep on the edge of the bed and I would sleep on the other edge. I don’t cuddle. The only thing I cuddle when sleeping are my pillows and my soft toys.

“I’m all good. You can use one of my soft toys if you want to cuddle.” I yawn. I feel the fatigue of our orgasm marathon set in.

“Like hell I am.” he pulls me closer to his warm body and doesn’t let me go despite my futile and fake efforts. God, he smells so good. He cuddles me close and we fall asleep like that.

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Justine is the only woman on this entire planet who can dunk her tenders in her drink because ‘they were too dry!’

I give her the most judgemental look ever. “That’s just gross! I should totally reconsider our friendship!”

“Shh…you’re distracting me! Did you see Will? He looks delicioso.” She checks out the Aussie Indy race car driver. Juju is obsessed with cars. Like literally! I do watch F-1 with her and I am into F-1, but she is one of those crazy psycho obsessed car fans.

“You know that he’s married and twenty years older than you, right?” I’m scared of what she might do if he’s in a 50 metre radius of her. I’m scared for the poor guy.

She hits my leg and shushes me. “Age is just a number and marriage is just a contract.” I roll my eyes at her.

“And jail is just a place.” I laugh at my own joke.

“You know I’m not into younger guys! I would rather die than date someone younger than me…” Thankfully Jake is older than Justine. I swear to god, if a guy is even a day younger than her, she will refuse to date him.

“Yeah..yeah! I know! Immature men and all. But you know Sid–Siddharth, one of Marcus’ friends. He’s younger than us, but dude is more mature than half the boys on the team who are older than him. And he’s totally your type too. If Jake wasn’t in the picture, I’d totally ship you two!” I feel like Sid could be the calm to Juju’s storm. You know, opposite attracts and shit.

She groans and dips the tenders back in the coke. “Thank god that Jake and I are together then! Because I would rather drink my own piss than date someone younger than me.” Never say never.

I scrunch my nose, my lips fold in that weird way and I give Juju the most judgemental side-eye look. This girl has no filter. But I guess, she’s like this just around me! “I’m going to hold you to that!”

Her eyes wander around looking for Will as she talks to me. “Honey, if I do marry, it’ll be Jake. You know I have no space for any other man in my life!”

“As if he has space for any other woman in his life! You two are a match made in heaven!” Literally. The JJ couple are inseparable.

We watch the race, Will manages to win the race with a comfortable lead and Juju almost jumps out on the track when he lifts the trophy. Thankfully I am strong enough to hold her back and stop her from getting arrested or sued by Will.

We grab lunch together and chat about school and our upcoming trip to Cabo for my 21st. I was actually thinking of inviting James too. But I don’t want to think about him today. It is our girls' day out! And we’ve barely had one. With assignments and midterms approaching, we’re both swamped with work.

Justine comes from a lower-middle class family and she has had to take care of her expenses herself. Her family is so warm and welcoming. They all have the Latino charm. No, I’m not being racist. But I just think that her family are some of the sweetest people I’ve ever met. Whenever I’ve visited her family for any holiday, they’ve always treated me like their family. And after midterms and that Cabo trip, we were planning to go down and spend some time with her family for Easter.

“I looked up some great places for us to go around. A couple of museums, historic places, stripper clubs, cultural sites, awesome restaurants, etcetera” I choke on my pesto pasta.

“What? I’m never trusting you with the awesome restaurants part. Because the last time you took me to an awesome restaurant, there were three legs of a cockroach floating in my drink! But I am down for the strip club part.” We both start laughing uncontrollably.

It is true, Juju is incapable of picking out good restaurants which serve edible food. The girl has the most unhealthy eating habits. As if I’m the one to judge! But she still has that perfect model-like sexy latina figure. With a plump ass and full breasts, luscious and juicy lips and those big doe eyes! She’s the beauty queen. No, she’s the goddess of beauty!

“By the way, when are you going to do the deed with Marcus? He doesn’t seem like the guy who would wait that long to sleep with a girl.” He would wait a lifetime for me to be comfortable enough to have sex with him. Those were his words. Not mine.

“I want to have sex with him, but he keeps saying no. I mean, it’s not like we haven’t done other stuff or seen each other naked, but he just…I don’t know.”

She chugs on her cocktail. “That’s not like him at all. At least from what I’ve heard, he is a huge fuckboy and would fuck a girl, the first chance he’d get.”

I try so hard not to roll my eyes. “That’s George, not James. But I know. It is unlike him. And I am warning you! You better not tell Jake all this, or else I’m not telling you shit from now on!”

“But–”

I quickly add on. “No buts! Whatever we discuss about my personal life, stays between us! I feel uncomfortable knowing that he knows about my sex life.” I show visible discomfort so that she hopefully understands.

“I won’t. My lips are sealed.” She zips her mouth and locks it.

“Pinky promise?”

“Pinky promise! Do you want to get the check? I want to go back and study.”

“Sure. I’m tired too.” It’s starting to get dark already and I hate driving in the dark. I reach for my Chanel purse and pay the bill.

“I will never get over how rich your family is!”

“We’re not that rich.” We are.

“You have almost 50k worth of luxury stuff!”

“Excuse me! I have more than 100k worth luxury goodies, and that’s just the stuff I have over here in Boston! I wish I could show you my mother and my aunt’s collection back at home! They have the real shit! Especially my mom. She has the best fashion sense. Expensive, but good!”

Juju chuckles. She has a way of not making me feel guilty for having been born into a rich family. All the friends I’ve had before have found some way of making me feel uncomfortable for having the privilege. That I do not take for granted at all. “Her ring collections say it all… I think her one ring could probably pay for my entire tuition and her one necklace could cover my family’s debt.” Justine got a full scholarship for going to Winston and her living expenses are covered by her job. I pay more rent than her since I took the bigger bedroom. But I really admire and respect her financial independence. It’s not easy doing that.

“Do you want me to steal it for you?” I ask her.

“And risk your mom’s wrath? No thank you!” It’s true. My mother has no chill! She is very very strict. Always has been. But my father, on the other hand, spoils me like anything and is the most chill dad ever.

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I open my phone to check my messages. It has been going off like crazy since I walked in the class. I have 12+ unread text messages.

Of course it’s James! Who else would text me like a creepy but cute obsessed person?

Aced that Biology test.

Thank you so much!

When do I get to return the favour?

I mean about the interview

Unless you have something else in mind…?

Like maybe…you could come over?

Or maybe I could?

Whatever works best for you.

Let me know the time.

I have practices from 4pm to 6pm, but I’m free after that.

Actually I have to hit the gym later at night! Shit! How about Friday night? I’m free then???

Okay I’m going to stop spamming you now.

Let me know what works best though

Okay! This guy is crazy! He couldn’t formulate all this in just one text? And why am I blushing? Jeez! Someone might think that a dude just texted me to ask me to marry him!

Congratulations but I barely helped you study! You’re already good at it anyway. And practices after the finals? Why? Also, Friday works for me. What did you have in mind? I could plan a date, if you want…Let me know.

He replies almost immediately–

Practices go on for a lifetime. They’re never ending.

But I’d love to see what you’d plan for the date.

Do I need to wear a suit and tie?

If so, please let me know beforehand.

No suit and tie. I’m not in the mood for anything fancy. But dress to impress? Or don’t wear anything at all…Yeah! Actually, no. I’d hate other women looking at what’s mine…Just kidding. Wear something casual.

Noted.

Also, bring some tissues. We’re going to need them, James.