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He mock pouts, poking his lip out obnoxiously. “Date’s over?”

“Fuck you,” I say with a grin and push past him out of the dressing room. Thankfully, the cashier is just walking to the back, two large boxes in her hands.

Kerian’s hand drifts down to my ass, caressing me through my jeans. “How do they feel?” His voice drops an octave, the husky growl ghosting over my skin.

“Good,” I answer honestly.

His smirk is sexy as fuck as he saunters up to the register. When the cashier comes back, she gives Kerian a long look when all he slides across to her are the tags. My face heats so much, sweat dots my brow. She looks at me, her eyes roaming over my body. I’m sure my shirt shows the imprint of the bralette under it, but whatever. Embarrassment heats my skin, but also makes my cock chub up, even though I just came.

New kink unlocked, I guess.

After he pays and takes the tags from the shocked woman, I usher us out of the store. It feels weird, the way my jeans feel against my naked ass cheeks, but it’s not unwelcome. It’s new. Different.

When we step outside, I snatch my keys from Kerian, giving him a dry look when he chuckles. “I’ll take you home. You have a game tomorrow, right?”

“Yep. West Virginia State. Their record is shit and their defense sucks, so it’s in the bag.”

“Someone is confident.”

“Always am,” he says, sliding into the passenger seat. “You know it as well as I do.”

“Yeah, you were confident when my team beat your ass earlier this season. Maybe too confident.”

Kerian frowns, drawing his lips in like he sucked on a lemon. I know our rivalry is a sore spot for him. “Fuck you, Braithe.”

With a deep laugh, I pull out of the parking lot and take him home.

Before he gets out of the car, he leans over and kisses me deeply, his fingers threading in my hair to hold me closer. Not like I’d try to get away.

I let Kerian plunder my mouth, holding on to his biceps to keep myself tethered to the earth. If I get lost in this kiss with Kerian, I fear I’ll float away.

He pulls away, a slightly dazed look in his eyes. “Thanks for the date, Dimples.”

“Win the game for me, yeah?”

He smirks and gets out of the car. I watch how his firm ass flexes in his jeans. What would it be like to fuck Kerian? Is he even into that? I love taking his cock, his fat dick stretching my hole every time he pushes into me. But what would it feel like with my cock encased in his ass?

My dick is hard the entire time I drive home, thinking about Kerian fucking me and me fucking him.

When I get to my dorm, I jog up the stairs and push into my room. Luca is nowhere to be found, probably out with some of his friends studying or some shit. The kid really needs to learn to loosen up.

I head into the bathroom to take a shower, but pause before I take off my new gifts from Kerian. Grinning, I post on the edge of the sink and take a few pictures. I make sure I get some good shots, of my pecs covered by the red material, of my ass, and how the underwear encases my cock. The stockings and garter give it an obscene look, so I’m sure to get a few shots of those too. After swiping through the pics, I locate my favorite and smile, giddy at what I plan to do.

I take a quick shower, ignoring my erection. After I hop out, I put on my pajamas and flop back on my bed, a stupid smile on my face. This date was miles different from the last one. Sure, both ended with orgasms, but sitting down and eating with him, feeding each other and sharing kisses every few minutes. It was… I loved it. I want more. If his unexpected glee and constant smiles were anything to go by, Kerian liked it too.

I fall asleep with a smile, visions of how laughter danced in Kerian’s eyes at dinner ushering in my dreams.

When I wake up the next morning, I immediately reach for my phone. Instead of my usual good morning text, I send Kerian the shot of my favorite picture from last night’s impromptu photo shoot and smile. This picture has one of my thumbs hooked into the strap of the underwear, as if I’m pulling them down, the base of my cock just visible. It’s a great pic, if I do say so myself.

After I hit send, I type a quick message to him, a grin on my face and my heart thumping in my chest.

Me: Win this game 4 me Slade and u get a reward

ChapterTwenty

KERIAN

After the shitI talked to Zander about West Virginia State, their fucking offense has been kicking our ass. They have the lead, 28–24, but it’s our play in the last twenty seconds of the fourth quarter. If I don’t get this fucking touchdown, it’ll be fucking embarrassing.

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