I feel so full. Not just my hole but my chest. My head. Everything about me feels filled to the brim. Bursting at the seams. Ready to overflow with torrents of… of…
A hand wraps around my dick and jerks me. It’s not in time to the fucking in my ass. I’ve lost all control of myself. I don’t know what sounds I’m making or if I’m moving at all. I’m just feeling. A feeling I don’t want to forget. I don’t want to lose this. I want to commit it to memory so I can look back on it for the rest of my life.
When my orgasm hits, it feels like I’m a rag doll and all the seams holding me together suddenly split. I’m shook, my body shuddering as it rolls out of me in waves. Surges of pleasure leave me breathless until I’m nothing but a limp sack of skin spread out across Roux’s chest.
“We can do that again,” I slur. “Give me a minute to catch my breath.”
Roux’s breathless laughter makes me want to smile. I’m not sure if I do. His arms wrap around me, then Oscar’s there, too, burning this one perfect moment into me for the rest of my life. I’m going to write hymns about this. Sonnets.
The druggy good feeling begins to slip, and my face scrunches. Okay. Maybe I need to wait more than a few minutes for round two. My ass kind of stings.
I’ll probably write an epic love song about that, too.
CHAPTER 35
ROUX
My heart is racing as I sit outside the conference room and wait to be called in. I’m not alone, of course. Alka is here too since the administrators’ verdict affects us both. Probably. I suppose we don’t know that for sure.
Oscar’s here, and I panicked and called my brother, so he and Noah are here too. Alka’s friends are waiting outside for us at a picnic table, as is Coach Harper. We have a lot of support.
I’m still really freaking terrified that I’m going to be kicked out of school. Or worse—Alka might lose his job.
Oscar’s hand rests on my shoulder, and I take a breath. My palms are all sweaty, my heart won’t stop racing, and I think I’m on the verge of crying. Why couldn’t they just email us? Why does this have to be such a big show?
“Take a breath,” Oscar says, his voice low.
I swallow, close my eyes, and try to concentrate on breathing normally. His hand runs down my spine and around my waist, pulling me into his side. “I promise, no matter what happens in there, everything will be okay, Ruby.”
“You don’t know that.”
“I do. We’ll get through it together. The three of us.”
Despite my anxiety and feeling like I might vomit, a smile touches my lips. I lean my head against his. “Thanks.”
The door opens. “Mr. Kipler. Coach. Come on in,” the man says. I don’t know who he is.
Oscar’s arm tightens for a second before he takes a step away. I glance at my brother and Noah, who both give me encouraging smiles. Yes, alright. Fine. It’s going to be okay.Eventually.
Alka takes my hand and brings it to his mouth to place a kiss on the back. “Ready?”
I nod. No, I’m not ready, but it’s time regardless.
It’s a conference room, which I’d already been prepared for. What I hadn’t expected was that it was decked out in loud colors. The table is, get this, turquoise. The chairs are the colors of the rainbow but in pastels. The art on the wall is made up of monochrome dots, and it’s actually a little risqué. I’m surprised it’s in a university’s conference room.
There are five people at the table, but I only recognize Dean Cooke because he’s the dean of the athletic department. I’ve seen his picture on the wall with the other staff members of the athletic department in the building’s lobby.
“Good morning,” one of the women says. “How are you?”
Does she really want an answer?
“Fantastic,” Alka deadpans as he pulls out my chair for me. I sit and give the people sitting across from us a queasy look. I mean… It's a smile. Not at all delivered with a gray or green complexion.
She chuckles. “I understand.” Her attention turns to me. “How are you enjoying Rainbow Dorset, Roux?”
Small talk? Is that really necessary?
“I love it. There’s a vibe all its own that’s unlike anywhere I’ve ever been. I wish I could bottle it and take it into the world when I graduate.”
