“I will, I promise.”
“And how’s life at Winbrook? Still good?” Nathan asks.
“It’s brilliant,” I say.
“And Stephen’s being good to you? Showing you around, helping you out?”
I blush at the thought of how good Stephen’s been to me but try and act as normally as possible. “He’s been great, really welcoming.”
‘Welcoming?’ Stephen mouths silently at me from behind their backs and it takes everything in me to suppress a laugh.
“Good,” Nathan nods, “if he gives you any trouble you let me know.”
“Oh my god,” Stephen groans, “really?”
“We know what you’re like,” Vanessa says, patting him on the arm. “You get so busy with classes and training, we don’t want you neglecting your roommate.”
“Don’t worry,” I say, “I don’t feel neglected, he’s very attentive.”
Stephen nearly chokes when he tries to turn a laugh into a cough. “Well, I’m beat. Thank you so much for driving me,” he says, pulling his parents into a hug and saying goodbye as he directs them towards the door.
“Oh, okay,” Vanessa says, clearly a bit crushed by his eagerness for them to leave.
“I guess we’ll see you in a couple of weeks then,” Nathan says, as Stephen practically closes the door on them.
I keep my laughs stifled, waiting for them to have made their way down the hall a bit.
“That was so mean,” I say, “you didn’t have to shoo them away like that!”
He strides towards me and takes my face in his hands. “They were taking forever,” he murmurs, before claiming my lips in a kiss.
It’s deep and passionate, his tongue begging entry before I part my lips and let him in. He moans into the kiss, and I feel it all the way to my dick. The next thing I know, his hands are underneath my ass and I’m being lifted off my feet, having no choice but to wrap my legs around his waist to balance myself.
“What the fuck, Stephen?” I yell, breaking the kiss. “What are you doing?”
“Picking you up, what does it feel like I’m doing?” he smirks.
“I’m not a girl!”
“Baby, I can feel your rock-hard cock pressing against mine, believe me, I know you’re not a girl. But if I want to pick you up and press you into the wall while I kiss you, I will.”
He walks until my back is up against the door and presses his body against me, crashing his mouth into mine, his tongue running along my lips seeking entry. Fuck me, this is hot.
“I missed you,” he says, moving his kisses along my jaw and down onto my neck.
“I missed you too… I want to touch you.”
“You’re literally wrapped around me, baby,” he chuckles.
“All of you,” I say, running my fingers through his hair.
He lifts his head, and our eyes lock. “Donovan, there’s no rush. We’ve got all the time in the world.”
“I know, but I want to touch you… and you to touch me.”
He slams his mouth into mine, grinding his hips even harder until I grip his hair and let out a cry. With me still in his arms, he walks us towards his bed, his hands moving down to my ass and gripping me there.
“Can I undress you?” he asks, and as I nod, he puts me down, pulling my shirt off so I’m standing in only my jeans.
