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Her soft fingers caressing my abs, toying with my nipples. The way my cock had nestled into her core. How willing she’d seemed, how excited.

I’d wanted to peel her top off and reveal those luscious breasts I’ve been desperate to see. Tongue those pebbled nipples till they were well and truly hard.

Much like I am right now, my dick immediately rising at my train of thought. I grasp it tightly, picturing again her sultry eyes as she told me I looked just as sexy as she did. She had no idea how close I’d been to saying fuck it and dragging her in that building to find an empty classroom and... what? What would I have done?

I move my hand on my dick, slowly imagining us both wet from the rain, much the same way we were the other week in her dorm room. Closing the door behind me, stalking toward her, lifting her dripping shirt up and out of the way, stripping off the skintight black yoga leggings she usually wears, wrapping her up in my arms till she’s warm again.

Turning her around, bending her over a desk, going down on my hands and knees to drag the thin scrap of lace off her, giving one sweep of my tongue to her bare pussy from behind, then standing again to divest her of her bra. Fondling her as she moans for me, teasing the tips of her nipples.

In the shower, my strokes speed up. Would Natalie be a moaner for real? I’d heard the start of something from her last night when I’d had my hands on those deliciously full breasts of hers. I can’t wait to take my time discovering each one. With my hands, my lips, my tongue. I groan at the thought.

I go back to my empty classroom scenario, unzipping my jeans, rubbing my cock along the cleft of her ass as she peeks behind her shoulder at me, biting her lip the same way she did today, mischief in her eyes. Trailing it over her pussy next, finding out just how wet she is for me, coating myself with her arousal, sliding into her, the two of us a perfect fit. Her incredibly tight core accepting me as I withdraw and push back in, her sounds of pleasure letting me know how much she needs it too.

My hand mirrors my fantasy actions, increasing until I’m going full throttle, slamming into Natalie’s body, her spasming around me, milking me, and I jet all over the shower tiles, bracing a palm against the wall to hold myself upright, continuing to stroke myself till I’m spent, imagining pulling out of her and turning her to face me, kissing her senseless, wanting to devour her, consume her until she’s a part of me.

To keep her for always.

Not that she’s mine to keep, but the primal side of me wants that. A place for just the two of us. As much time as we need. No interruptions. To explore her, learn her, know her. Every curve of her body, every soft inch of skin. Mine to do with what I want.

I can be patient until we get to that point.

Even if it kills me waiting.

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Natalie

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“MS. MILLER, MAY I HAVEa word?” Dr. Kaufman asks as class ends, his tone implying that it really isn’t a choice on my part.

I zip up my backpack and catch Evan’s eye, his eyebrows raised in awhat’s this aboutgesture. I shrug back in anI have no ideaway, then whisper that I’ll text him later before I head to the podium at the front.

“I looked at your proposal for the rebranding project we’ll be starting after midterms,” Dr. Kaufman leads with in his usual no-nonsense manner. “I appreciate you turning it in early, by the way.”

“You’re welcome,” I murmur, unable to tell if he’s happy or unhappy with my ideas. Since Evan and I finished our group project so early, I figured I might as well get a start on the individual project due at the end of the semester.

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