Page 24 of Saints and Sinners

NINE

Jett

Fuck, watching LovelyLina suck the jizz off Oak’s hand was the hottest thing I’ve seen in a long time. I can’t believe she did it; I thought for sure she would call it quits or call us out on it. Whatever it is she needs our help with, we would have happily done so. Of course, there would still have been some form of payment, hell, but this is way better.

“So, will the contract be like all the rest?” I glance over Oakley’s shoulder as he types it up on his laptop.

“Is Catalina Scott like all the rest?” He asks without taking his eyes off the screen.

“Fuck no! Our girl is far above the rest.” I grin.

“Exactly! A special contract for a special woman.” My friend hits print and then leans back in his chair.

“Do you really think she will agree to all the terms?” Fynn asks as he sits in the chair, smoking his favorite greenery.

“Well, if she wants us to help, I think she will. Did you see how hot she was for us?” I ask incredulously, “I so wanted to slide my hand right into her pants and coat my hand in the wetness I know was there.”

“Why didn’t you?” Oakley asks, “She was so into watching me fuck her knees that I never saw her flinch when you got as low as you did. Hell, you probably could have finger fucked her, and she wouldn’t have cared.” He snickers.

I shrug, “I don’t need any more shit from my father if another female complains. I will wait until the contract is signed. I pushed my luck when I titty fucked her at the party.”

“Oh, but that was fucking classic, bro!” Fynn laughs from his chair.

“Well, once this contract is signed, Kitty Cat will belong to us to do with as we please. You can do what you want, but I get first dibs on fucking that sweet pussy cat of hers. Only then can you have her.” Oakley’s words are law around here, and even though there really isn’t any leader when it comes to the three of us, he did see her first, so it’s only fitting that he gets her first.

“Yeah, yeah, yeah, we know,” I grin at my friend, “I wouldn’t mind having her suck my cock the way she did your fingers.”

“Holy fuck, that was hot!” Fynn leans forward, “I almost came watching her.”

“I told you she would be good at sucking cock.” I snicker as I adjust myself, “Fuck, now I’m all hard again. I’m going to hit the shower and head to bed.” I fist-bump both Oakley and Fynn and head back to my room.

It’s going to be a long night if I don’t get this hard-on under control. Even thinking about grabbing one of the girls from downstairs doesn’t sound all that appealing after seeing part of what my Lovely Lina can do with that fucking mouth of hers. So, grabbing my shit, I head for the bathroom, not really looking forward to a freezing shower.

The sound of the secondhand on the clock ticks loudly on the wall. It mocks me, knowing I need it to move faster, but it only seems to slow down. I don’t know why I have such a hard-on about seeing Lovely Lina at three o’clock, but I do, and this fucking clock won’t tick any faster.

As soon as class ends, I head to the men’s room to rub one off before meeting up with the guys. I’ve got another class, but it isn’t for another hour or so, my last one before our meeting is to take place. So, finding the nearest restroom, I duck into it and lock myself in a stall.

I have never had to stop and jack off over a girl before. Usually, if I need to rub one off, I find a groupie to do it for me, only this time, no one will do except for a gorgeous blonde with blue eyes and a tight as fuck body. Just picturing her in my head, I struggle to pull myself out because I’m in such a hurry. Finally, I rest the back of my head against the wall as I stroke my girth vigorously, panting hard.

It doesn’t take long when I picture her on her knees with my cock shoved down her throat, tears and mascara streaking her face as she gazes up at me. I make sure to point my shit toward the toilet as I come hard. I don’t realize I’m making any noises as I finish jerking out the last drop.

Tucking myself into my pants, I flush and then step out, only to come to a stop. One of the jocks that I can’t fucking stand, I think his name is Chris, smirks back at me through the mirror. I ignore him as I step up beside him to wash my hands.

“I had to do that the other day after running into a pretty little thing. She had a tongue like a viper, but I bet she would give the best head with it,” he states, “How the fuck the Provost created something that smokin’ hot is beyond me.”

Red is all I see as it clouds my eyes after hearing his words, “You jerked off picturing Catalina Scott?”

“Damn right, I did. All I had to do was picture the bitch bent over, calling me Daddy...”

Those are the last words out of his mouth as I grip the back of his head and slam it into the mirror. Glass shatters everywhere, but I see no blood, so I slam him into it two more times. He’s built like a fucking house, so it takes a few times. I then bring his head around to stare him in the eyes.

“Don’t you ever fucking picture her like that again. In fact, don’t picture her at all! Catalina Scott is off-limits to every fucking thing with a dick! Do you understand me?”

“What the fuck, man?” He shoves me away but doesn’t dare try to come at me because of who I am. Sometimes I wish these guys would grow some fucking balls and try.

“Do whatever the fuck you want with every other female on this campus, but don’t you even dare breathe Catalina Scott’s name. Now, get the fuck out of my sight.”

The big guy grabs some paper towels and stumbles out of the restroom. Broken mirror crunches under my feet as I finish washing my hands. When I head toward the door, it opens, and I curse out, “Fucking vandals,” as I pass a couple of dudes walking in. They just look between me and the floor, not saying anything, but again, they know better.

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