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I’m unable to speak. My eyes roll into the back of my head as his cock thickens and curves inside of me. It stretches me wider, and his hand comes down on the other ass cheek, sending me straight into yet another orgasm.
“Such a good girl,” he purrs, pulling me onto his cock. “I’m going to come.” He seizes behind me and lets out a low, primal groan as he stops moving.
The hot spike of his cum shoots into me. I close my eyes and gently circle my hips. He doesn’t stop me, instead, he lets out another satisfied noise as he pulses into me. He’s breathing heavily, and each exhale has puffs of air skittering across my spine, making me shiver.
Sagging slightly, my body soon falls onto the mattress. He pulls out at the same time before lying down next to me.
“Well, fuck,” he murmurs.
Looking over at him with heavy eyes, I smile. “I’d give that an A+.”
His resounding laugh sends a smattering of butterflies to fly through my abdomen, and before I know it, he’s cleaning me up with a warm washcloth and ushering me into the en suite to pee.
Like I said…soconsiderate.
When I’m finished, I walk into his bedroom on shaky legs. He’s wearing a pair of boxer briefs, and he’s sitting on one side of the bed with his back against the headboard. Opening the duvet, he pats the navy blue sheets.
“Come here.” I climb in, completely naked, and he covers me with the duvet. “Now is the part where you tell me what you need from me again,” he murmurs, brushing my hair out of my face.
Emotion claws up my throat as I consider his words, and what he’s offering. I’m raw and exposed, completely and utterly spent, lying naked in his bed. In a word… it’s overwhelming.
“Maybe some water, a snack, and a cuddle?”
He chuckles, hopping out of bed. “NowthatI can do. Be right back, baby girl.”
After he leaves the room, thebaby girlterm of endearment makes me smile, and my eyes grow heavier as I sink into his mattress. At some point, Captain Sushi nuzzles my arm, chirping in a way that sounds almost like he’s confused about why I’m in Liam’s bed. Letting out a loud sigh, he settles in the bed next to me, his heavy head resting on my hip.
The last thing I remember is being lulled to sleep by his deep purring.
CHAPTERSEVENTEEN
THE LESSON
Liam
I widen my stance and cross my arms, scowling at the sign above the dining room table.
Die, Cry, Hate
She must’ve had it custom made, because it matches myLive, Love, Laughsign perfectly—same size, same colors, same font.
Little rebel.
The corners of my mouth tilt up when I consider the possibilities.
It’s been three days since the Halloween party, and since that night, I’ve hardly seen Zoe. When I got back upstairs with her snacks and water, she was asleep. I curled around her and shortly fell asleep too, but she was gone the next morning, with only a text as proof that the night before had even happened.
Zoe
helping layla w something. then headed to library 2 study. stop worrying, im fine
I’d spent the weekend catching up on grading poems, and then I’d gone out with all four of my brothers on Monday night before Chase and Juliet head back up north. There was a lot of tequila involved, and I’d eventually caved and told them everything. When I got back after taking a taxi, Zoe was sound asleep in her bed.
And this morning, she was gone, having left me yet another text. This one was far more enticing.
Zoe
early study sesh. see u in class, professor ravage
