Page 64 of Beautifully Conflicted

There’s no answer when I knock, so I sit on the floor and wait, knowing it’s only a matter of time before he gets here. Thursdays are when he studies at the library where he can’t get distracted, and he warned me I’d probably beat him here since my last class is closer to his apartment than the library is.

It’s not like I know his whole schedule or anything.

“Hey, sorry I’m late.” Damien fishes for his keys as he exits the elevator and makes his way toward the door. “It turns out even in a windowless white room in the library I can find something to distract me.”

“Let me guess, all the stupid jokes and pickup lines people write on the table.” I stand up and follow him inside.

Damien glances over his shoulder while he hangs his keys on the hook by the door. “What room do you study in?”

“Apparently, not yours. So, what caught your attention?”

“My phone. I usually leave it at the front desk, but I forgot to this time, and when it pinged with a text I picked it up, and then I started scrolling, and suddenly my time was up.”

“Speaking of random distractions, you’ll never guess what I found out today.”

He arches a brow.

“Two male whales were observed having sex for the first time.”

Since Damien is usually the one saying ridiculous shit, it’s not often I see his jaw drop in shock. It’s kind of thrilling.

“How did you know?” He gapes at me.

“Aiden told me where you get your news, and I was checking it out between classes.”

“Oh. Pretty cool, right?”

“The whale sex or the fact a talking fish is a reliable source?”

“Both.” He shrugs his shoulders and heads for the couch. “Which game does Coach want us to watch today?”

I pull up my phone to look at our instructions. “Looks like the one we played against each other last year. We’re supposed to take notes and compare to see if we spot the same instances where one or both of us could’ve made a better play.”

“Alright.” Damien takes a seat and spreads his legs wide, patting the cushion between them. “Think you can take notes for both of us while I play with your cock?”

“I think if I take my dick out now, we’ll never get this assignment done.”

“But I haven’t seen it in two days. I’m having withdraws.” I don’t know how a man Aiden’s size can make a pout look adorable, but the fucker totally pulls it off.

“How are you even more annoying now than you were a few weeks ago?” I grumble as I drop onto the cushion next to him and take out a notebook.

“You think orgasms are annoying?”

“Not orgasms.You. You’re like a toddler that doesn’t have any patience.” Several weeks ago, that would’ve been an insult, but today it’s more of an amusing truth, which he knows since I’m smirking at him while I complain.

“You understand it’s your cock that I’m impatient for, right? How are you still dressed knowing it could be all hot and hard in my mouth?” Damien climbs on my lap, grabs my notebook, and tosses it aside so he can go to work on my pants.

“Coach will bench us if we don’t do this assignment,” I warn even as I lift my hips to let him tug my jeans down.

“I won’t be able to concentrate on it while I’m horny.” His blond hair sways over his brow as he shakes his head. “Just let me get it out of my system and I promise I won’t touch it again until after we’ve watched the film.”

By now my pants are around my ankles, and Damien’s licking his lips, ready to devour my cock. God knows I want this—his mouth is absolute heaven—but I want to understand the lusty expression on his face even more.

“You first,” I rasp before he can put his mouth on me.

Damien’s eyes snap to mine, blinking so fast it’s hard to distinguish their color. “What?”

“I’m ready to suck you. I need to.”

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