It’s not long before her flush deepens and her chest heaves with each breath. I add a second finger, savoring the feeling of her stretched around both of them. She finds a rhythm of rocking her hips to give her clit pressure and meet each thrust of my fingers inside her.
“Are you going to rub against me until you come all over my fingers?” I rasp.
“Oh my god.” She moans. “Yes. It feels so?—”
She breaks off and the corners of my mouth lift in satisfaction. “That’s it. Don’t stop, Lainey.”
When her hips falter and she clenches on my fingers, a loud moan tears from her. I cover her mouth with my free hand to keep anyone else from hearing her come undone for me. I keep playing with her while she rides out her orgasm, murmuring praise to her.
I could spend the rest of the night watching her face while I make her come over and over.
But her brother is right downstairs. And probably half of Heston’s campus by now for the party.
Pulling my fingers free, I sit up and fix her leggings. She keeps her hands to herself in her lap, plucking at the hem of her sweater. Her eyes are dazed and her lips pull into a soft smile to match mine.
I curl an arm around her and show off my glistening fingers. “This will have to tide me over until the next time I can enjoy my new favorite meal.”
With a smirk at her surprise, I lick them clean, groaning when lust flares in her gaze. She tugs at my wrist, then cups my jaw before leaning in to kiss me.
Reluctantly, I stop her long before I’m ready to end it. My erection shows no signs of flagging, even though I need it to calm down. Shit, maybe I’ll have to rub one out really quick to take the edge off.
“Do you need anything or want to freshen up?” I sigh. “The bathroom’s a shared one, though. Really wishing I had the captain’s room so I had my own private one.”
She shakes her head, granting me a sly look that I like on her. “I’ll be okay. I’m pretty sure you took care of all that clean up.”
Chuckling, I grab her beneath her thighs and shoot to my feet, enjoying the way she holds on tight with a little yelp. After a quick peck, I set her down.
“Where are you going?”
She hovers by the bed. Her playfulness disappears, becoming uncertain.
I’m at a loss for how to explain for a moment, gesturing at my rock hard dick. “I was planning on jerking off in the bathroom before we go downstairs.”
Confusion twists her features. “What? Why?”
I drag a hand through my hair, probably messing it up even more than she already has from gripping it while we made out.
“I don’t want to push you for something you’re not ready?—”
“Alex.” She closes the small distance I put between us and rests a hand on my chest. “I’m an adult and fully capable of consenting to touch your dick.”
Her matter of fact response makes me chuckle. She drags her hand down to rub my cock through my jeans, causing my laughter to transform into a choked back groan.
“You’re killing me.”
“I think you like it,” she counters.
“Definitely.”
I’m grinning when I kiss her.
The door swings open a few moments later. I move instinctively, whipping us around so whoever the hell thought it was a good idea to barge into my room without knocking doesn’t see my girl like this. Her stunning, hazy eyes when she comes undone are for me and me alone.
I crane my neck, using my body as a shield. One of the rookies leans his head in.
“Yo, you’re missing—oh, shit. Sorry,” Easton trails off once he sees my glare. “Theo sent me on a mission to find you, but you’re busy. I’ll just…”
“Close the fucking door on your way out,” I say.
