Page 61 of Cross-Check

My hand slaps on the tile when my cock starts letting stream after stream of cum spill out of it. I curse when I see it hit the wall. Shit is hard to clean up. The consistency makes it stick better, so you have to cup your hands and hit it with some force to get it to come off the wall. That or you have to wipe it off with your hand.

Gross, but still, it took the edge off.

Finishing up my shower, I wrap the towel around my hips and head back to my room. When I step inside, I’m surprised to find Cora sitting up. Her eyes widen when she takes me in.

“Sorry, I thought you would still be asleep,” I whisper.

“Nope. Closing my eyes now. Get dressed.”

I laugh as she covers her eyes. I give her my back, dropping the towel. I pretend not to notice her slight gasp from behind me as I pull on my clothes. When I turn back to her, she’s staring at me, shock on her face.

“You staying here? You can. For as long as you want. I’ll be back from practice in a few hours.”

She shakes her head. “I have class. I need to get back to my room and get my stuff.”

“Let me drop you off on my way.”

She nods, getting out of bed. Fuck if I don’t love the way she looks in my hoodie. It has this possessive feeling come over me that I’ve never felt before.

She straightens up my bed before coming to my side. I grab my duffel bag I prepacked after practice yesterday and grab her hand.

I wait to speak again until we get into the truck. “We have to make a quick stop, if that’s okay,” I tell her.

“Sure.”

Pulling up the popular coffee app, I order her favorite coffee along with a pastry for her. I don’t bother getting anything for me.

When we pull up to the shop, she looks over at me.

“Be right back.”

I rush inside, grabbing my order before getting back in the truck. I’m cutting it close, but it’s worth being late.

When I climb back inside, I hand the coffee and bag to her.

“Where’s yours?” she asks.

“I don’t drink coffee before practice. Makes me want to puke. Same with eating.”

“You stopped just for me?” she asks.

“Of course, beautiful.” I lean over, kissing her softly before backing up the truck.

I don’t miss the way she stares at my arm as I look over my shoulder, using her seat to rest my arm on.

“Thank you,” she whispers.

“Anything for you.”

The drive to her dorm is quiet. I jump out, going to her side to help her out. Then I pull her in for a hug. “Have the best day, beautiful. I’ll see you in our shared class. Want to have lunch after?”

“Yes.” She smiles up at me. “Thank you for last night. I needed it.”

“Anytime.”

I lean in, kissing her once more. When I pull back, I brush her cheek.

“How adorable. Kellan has a new bunny on the hook. Going for freshman now?”

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