Total pages in book: 91
Estimated words: 88212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 88212 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 441(@200wpm)___ 353(@250wpm)___ 294(@300wpm)
What the fuck am I even thinking? So what if he’s looking at Dax like that? It’s none of my business. I’d be doing the same. Dax is hot as hell. Good for him. Hughey’s not doing a damn thing wrong. You look at him and enjoy, Hughey, because at the end of the day, I’m the one who’s gonna be in that ass, not you.
I must’ve zoned out for a bit because now Hughey’s looking at me, his eyes bulging as he gulps, turning his attention quickly back to his work, which settles my nerves more than it should. Yeah, that’s right. Keep your eyes on the sketch pad. Dax looks the same as he did at the start of the semester.
What am I doing? Why am I glaring at this poor guy? Fuck, I’m a massive asshole.
“Miles, are you okay?”
What the—Where the hell did Professor Reger come from? It’s like she materialized next to me.
“You seem a bit—oh!” The way she says that, it’s like she’s made a startling discovery, and I follow her gaze…to my crotch. Oh was right. She flinches as we lock eyes. “I see why you were so nervous at the start of the semester. I’m very proud of you for facing your fear.”
This can’t be in the teacher handbook for dealing with a situation like this.
“Perfectly natural,” she forges on. “You know, I used to work part-time at the zoo, so I’ve seen everything.”
My erection makes her think of the zoo? Am I dreaming? Please wake up, Miles!
Probably realizing this is going nowhere good, she swiftly moves along to check on her other students, and when I look up, Dax is glancing my way. Smirking. Fuck, he’s gonna laugh his ass off when he hears about this.
But first things first: after class, we head directly to the fourth floor of the library, and I drill him in the restroom stall. It’s become our routine. We have to make it quicker than I’d like so he can get to his next class on time, but it’s all good. I’ve made sure to pack lube because, as brave as we were that one time, it’s not something I want to try on the fly.
He grips the top of the stall door as I cling to a hip, thrusting as I finish emptying into him. I still have my hold on his cock, not letting him come…not just yet. I give a few more subtle thrusts and nibble his ear.
He groans. “Please,” he begs.
Fuck, I love the way he needs it. It’s like a goddamn drug.
“A few more seconds. Because I’m greedy like that.” He whimpers, and I count down, “Five…four…”
“Jesus Christ.”
“Three…”
His body trembles with anticipation, so I generously let him go earlier than I’d planned, and it’s a fucking earthquake as his body erupts in a frenzy of movements, clearly overdue for release.
“Look at me,” I tell him, and he turns so I can admire the last few trembles before I take his mouth, pushing my tongue in to greet his. Wet, sloppy kisses, like I need my saliva staining the inside of his cheeks the way my cum is staining inside him. “Mmm…” I pull away. “Gonna have to carry that load through your next class. How long you thinking about keeping me in there?”
His ass twitches around my shaft.
“Oh, you liked that, didn’t you?” I offer a slap to his ass, the clap echoing through the restroom.
“About as much as you like the thought of me carrying you around with me.”
I smile—I fucking smile now?
“I like the thought of you holding it around all those Alpha Theta Mu assholes.”
He glares. “They’re not assholes. You guys just haven’t had the best interactions.”
“That’s not my fault.”
He angles his head.
“Okay, maybe it’s a little my fault.”
“Well, if you like knowing I’ve got you in me when others are around, you should swing by later, after my class.”
Desire swells in my chest. “Are you trying to trick me into hanging at your frat?”
“Come hang out with us,” he insists, laying it out there.
I make a face. “Aren’t I supposed to be the bossy one?”
He smirks. “Only when we’re fucking around. Besides, I think you like it.”
“Maybe, but it’s still not as fun as bossing you around.”
He leans close, his lips brushing mine. “Come on, Miles. Don’t you want to be around them, knowing you’re still inside me and they don’t have a clue?”
“Fuck, you got me there. Might be amusing if Damien manages to kick me out, and I tell him he’ll have to get an enema to get all of me out.”
He cringes, shaking his head. “I can’t believe you just said that.”
“I can’t believe I say a lot of things around you. Now give me another kiss, and let’s get out of here, or we’ll be late for our next classes.”