Page 55 of Sour Lollipops and Sweet Nightmares
“Yeah,” he shook his head. “I don’t like sleeping close to the wall.”
Bullshit. This was just another way for him to get under my skin.
“I’ll tell you what. I will sleep next to the wall, if…” he lifted his hand and pointed at me, “You pay Georgia a visit tonight.”
My face dropped. “Go fuck yourself.”
“Oh, I will. I plan on fucking myself a lot. Over and over while I watch porn and you try to sleep.”
Son of a…
I gritted my teeth as the movers started setting up his bedframe. All I could think about was punching them in the face. The only thing that stopped me was the ache in my back. Instead, I’d have to settle for grumbling under my breath.
“That’s it, put it right there.” Ravi nodded while checking out the mover with black hair hanging in his face.
He seemed particularly fond of that one. The fact that Ravi couldn’t do anything with him gave me immense satisfaction. The mattress leaning against my wall did not.
“Did you have to bring a fucking bed?”
Ravi’s hazel eyes shifted my way as the corner of his mouth lifted. “I could share yours?”
Fuck that.
“You can’t touch me either, asshole. My dick is off limits, remember,” I seethed back at him.
That bullshit rule was not helping my mood at all. I wasn’t the type of guy who needed to come every day, but now that I couldn’t bring myself relief, it was all I could think about. Kudos to my dad for that one.
It had only been three days, and I was so fucking frustrated that I almost hit my professor this morning. The way he sipped his coffee annoyed the shit out of me. I almost smashed the mug in his face.
“Your dick is off limits,” Ravi shot me a sly grin, “but I can still touch mine.”
Motherfucker.
“Really?” How many times was he going to pull on that thread?
“Don’t worry, I jerked off before the movers showed up, so...” he paused to deepen the curl in his grin. “I’m good until tonight.”
I pointed at him. “You are not jerking off in my room.”
That was something I did not want to see. I saw enough of that freshman year.
“Our room,” Ravi corrected.
“So, it’s like that, is it?”
He tipped a brow my way. “Oh, I’m just getting started.”
That meant he already had a plan and thought I was playing right into it. I had a plan of my own. Prolong this shit for as long as I could. If I had to suffer, then Ravi could suffer with me.
He had information I wanted, while he wanted me to get down to business and claim Georgia so he could get on with his life. We’d just have to see who broke first. Unlike Ravi, I didn’t get my dick sucked every day. I could go months without any action. Could he?
The movers slipped past Ravi, I assumed to get more of his crap, which was when the corner of my mouth lifted in a smirk. His black-haired eye candy was also checking him out.
“You have an admirer,” I pointed out, then gave Ravi a disappointed tsk. “It’s too bad you can’t do anything about it.”
That washed all the amusement off his face. Prick.
“You’re pissed.”
