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I beam at the use of the name I want to be called. I love the way it rolls off his tongue.
He doesn’t move, allowing me to take this at my own pace. I reach down to the waistband of his boxers. I tuck my fingers under and lift it, freeing his hard cock. I can see a drop of pre cum on the head as he shifts so I can get them off.
I lick my lips.
I don't see him move until it's too late. He sits up and wraps his arms around my waist and gives my ass a small smack while peering up at me with that wicked grin.
“You’ll need to take these off, so we canbothfeel better.” He tugs at my sleep shorts.
But he doesn’t pull them down. He just peers up at me and waits, using his thumb to push my tank top up and expose my belly. He never breaks eye contact as he kisses me there, so softly.Oh god. I wanted to make him feel better, but the throbbing between my thighs tells me that we can feel better together.
He runs his hand down over the thin material between my pussy and him. I jolt forward, chasing more as he bites his lower lip, tilting his head to the side. Waiting for me to make the next move.
I stand back and drop my shorts and thong. With a groan, he reaches for me. Keegan grips my ass and throws us back onto my bed so we are both in the middle. He spanks me and I giggle.
“Turn for me, babe.”
I’m a little confused at first, but when I turn to face his cock, he grabs my knee and lifts it up and over his chest, yanking my ass down toward his face. I practically moan when his hot breath brushes over my pussy.
“Oh, fuck,” I hiss out under my breath. I didn't think it was possible to come without even touching. But I’m so close that just a breeze could set me off.
He grips my ass cheeks in his hands and squeezes them. “You're so wet for me, sit on my face.”
I’m a little shocked at his words, but as he pulls me closer and swipes at my wet slit, I moan and press down against his mouth for more.Holy shit.
He licks, sucks, and bites my pussy like it’s his favorite meal, just as I do with his cock. I fiddle with his balls, squeezing them gently. His tongue flicks my clit again and again until my legs start to become weak. My thighs clench and I come over his face. Stars cloud my vision, but I don’t stop sucking his cock. He licks up every last inch of my cum, groaning. His salty release hits the back of my throat and I swallow.
Spinning around, I claim his lips once more, tasting myself. I pull back and lean my head against his.
“I want to take you somewhere,” he says, sitting up.
“Now?”
“Yes, now,” he says, and I jump up, my feet landing on the ground. I stumble a little, my legs weak.
He rips open my closet, pulling my robe from the hanger and throws it at me. I catch it and put it on. He puts his shorts back on but doesn’t bother with a shirt and I’m not complaining.
We head out the door and Angelo’s opens but he takes one look at us before nodding then disappearing back through the door again. It’s weird. He doesn’t follow me anymore if I’m with one of the guys. He’s lazy, and I like it that way. It’s nice to have a little bit of freedom.
The school is pretty quite at this time of night. Keegan wraps me under his arm, and we arrive outside the pool. He pulls out a key fob from his pocket, opening the door. The chlorine-filled air tickles my nose and it’s dark, apart from a couple of lights in the pool.
Keegan takes my hand. We stop at the edge of the pool, and he pushes my robe down until it pools at the bottom of my feet. His gaze slowly runs up my naked body, and he licks his lips. I cover myself up as I glance around the pool for a camera. It’s bound to have one somewhere in here, and I’m not very keen on the security guy seeing me like this.
“Don’t worry, babe. I’ll take care of the cameras,” Keegan says then whistles. “How’d I get so fucking lucky?”
The corner of my mouth lifts. “I’m the lucky one, and now you’re wearing far too many clothes.”
“Easily fixed,” he says before his shorts join my robe on the concrete floor.
He grabs ahold of my hand, then we’re running toward the pool’s edge. We jump, then water surrounds us. I let go of Keegan’s hand and kick to the surface. I look around, but Keegan isn’t there. Hands grab me from behind, and I scream, falling back under the water. He lifts me back up.
“Kick and tread the water like this.” He shows me, and I manage to keep myself from drowning. I’m not the best swimmer, but the swimming lessons have definitely helped.
We swim toward the shallow end, where I can finally touch the bottom. Keegan swims over and stands in front of me, pressing his hard cock into my belly. My hands wrap around his neck and his grab my ass, lifting me until my legs wrap around him.
I look into his green eyes, wanting to take away all of the pain. I rest my head against his, my lips only inches from his.
“What are we going to do?” I ask.
