Page 152 of Out of Bounds

I dug down at the bottom of my dresser for an old box of condoms. Not expired yet. I slipped a few in my wallet and grabbed another shirt. Kassie was quicker than I thought. She strode up to me and cupped a feel of my cock.

Kassie raised her eyebrows.

I was rock fucking hard and we both knew it. But I also knew we had to get the hell out of my dorm before Cleo sent someone to drag us back and I also knew that Kassie didn’t have the control or stamina like I did. I wrapped my hand around hers and pressed her harder against my cock through my boxers.

Her breathing hitched up.

"Thank you," I murmured, releasing her to pull my shirt over my head.

"We’re not having sex?" she asked slowly, disgruntled.

"Nope."

"Then why did you make me say that?"

I shrugged. "Because I wanted to hear it. Because I get a huge erection when you talk like that. Pick one."

Kassie stalked away. "You’re evil."

"You’re just upset because you’re turned on and you can’t do anything about it," I called after her.

"That’s a damn reasonable thing to be upset about!"

"If we’re counting score, you came on my face last night.” I adjusted my jeans and made my way to her. “That counts for something."

My stony-faced, adorable, five-foot-six girlfriend that I’d turn inside out in another hour, made a big show of ignoring me, crossing her arms over her chest. I opened the door and smiled down at her but she bypassed me entirely. She could do that. No worries. She still hadmyjersey on. With my last name, stamped on her back.

"The benefit friends thing wouldn’t have worked out." I chuckled, following after her.

“Friends with benefits,” Kassie corrected me and snuck a look up. “Mm…maybe a trial one.”

“Yeah. A fifteen minute trial run.”

With a reluctant sigh, Kassie reached for my shirt and tugged me down to listen while we waited for the elevator. "You eat pussy too good," she admitted. "I would’ve done something stupid about it."

"Really?" I smirked. "Maybe weshoulddo a trial run."

"Shut up."

I wrapped my arms around her waist and pressed her back to me. The minutes passed hadn’t done anything to bring my hard-on down and I knew she could feel it, jutting against her.

"You can’t not fuck me and do this," Kassie muttered.

"I can do whatever I want." Slowly, my hand trailed up to her throat and I wrapped my hand around it. This position…would havemedoing something stupid. I made a noise at the back of my throat, pleased.

The elevator doors opened and reluctantly, I broke apart from her.

"When we break up, it’ll be so toxic.” Kassie pressed the button for the lobby, shaking her head. There were a few other people waiting to go down and she dropped her voice. “I know I’m going to be calling you to come over."

I ignored the compliment. A deep sense of unease took hold.

"When we break up?" I repeated. "Why would we do that?"

"Uh…we’re in college? It’s the beginning of our real life existence. Sometimes—you know—things happen."

"Not to us."

"You can’t justdecidethat."

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