“You’re a fucking moron.” I checked the time and took a few copious gulps of my coffee tumbler, thinking again of Renee and our run-in with her at the pub. Just seeing her again in my mind was getting me hard again.
Control yourself, Matt. Keep it together, man. No girl should fuck with you like this.
I waited for the guys to get ready without jerking off—a fantastic feat—then we gathered our shit and walked to campus. We were off to our ‘fucking class,’ and I hoped that fucking was optional for everyone.
We made it to class with a minute to spare, but the rest of the students beat us to the punch. The classroom was set up with four tables, much like a lab. Aaron groaned, and Jake glanced at me.
“What the fuck.”
“Ah, yes, gentlemen,” the odd professor at the front of the room said. “Don’t be shy. Come in. You may take that open table there.” He pointed to the only available table, and we glanced at each other before Aaron shrugged. Awesome. We all got to sit together and didn’t have to sit with some rando. Maybe it wouldn’t be so bad after all.
We moseyed up to the table, and each took a seat. I glanced at the stool next to me—it was the only seat left in the class, and I imagined whoever that seat belonged to made a last-minute schedule change or something. If only I’d had that foresight, I wouldn’t be in this damn class. But I couldn’t let my bros down.
“Looks like it was just us at the table,” Aaron said. “This should be interesting. I hope we didn’t have any group projects.”
“Why not?” Jake snaps. “Are we not smart enough for you?”
“You, J, are not smart enough for anyone,” Aaron said, and I even had to hide a smirk.
“Okay, class, are we ready to begin?” the Professor asked, and the students fell silent. The door opened, and I heard it shut behind me. Our professor motioned to the empty seat at our table. “Come on in and have a seat there, please. Let’s get started, everyone.”
I wrinkled my brows as Aaron and Jake’s faces both turned pale.
“What’s wrong?”
Neither of them spoke.
I glanced over my shoulder and saw the girl headed right toward our table, bright-cheeked. She glared at me, and despite her look of contempt, the contents of my sex-filled dreams filled my head in a blistering mind-fuck. I swallowed as my body reacted to hers, and it was all I could do not to pop another hard-on for her right in the middle of this fucking class.
Before she sat down, I could only mumble a few words: “Holy shit... Renee.”
Chapter 10
Renee
My worst nightmarehad come true, and now it was a reality.
