There’s a window centered between my desk and the corner of the room, looking out at another dorm beside us, only a small alleywaybetween the two edifices. Hardly anyone walks down it, since a fence surrounds the backside of the dorms. The blinds are down so the media can't see us, though I don’t believe they’re even aware of which room is mine, so they’ve just been loitering outside the front entrance.
Silently, I walk past her to pull down a blind and peer out the window, confirming there aren’t any reporters in sight. It would be very easy for one of them to come around the corner while recording or taking pictures.
There’s a pile of textbooks stacked on my desk beside me, so I grab a few of them and place them on the floor right beneath the window. She’s short, and I need her to have height with the incredibly stupid plan I have brewing in my head.
It’s just as much of a risk for me as it is for her, but there’s no changing my mind now. I told the world she’s gonna have my kids, and she didn’t even have the decency to fucking blink.
Next, I pull the string to open the blinds, inviting in a burst of light that bathes the dim room in the afternoon sun. Reverie flinches, and finally—fuckingfinally—she gives me a taste of her anger.
“What the fuck, Dread? You know they’re out there. Why would you broadcast which room is yours?” she snaps, sitting up in the bed.
I point a finger at her. “Ours,” I correct through gritted teeth. “It’sourfucking room.”
She tosses her arms up in exasperation while rolling her eyes, as if to say,Here we go. “Not the goddamn point, Dread.”
“That’s exactly the fucking point,” I retort angrily. “No one is out there right now. Would you like to see for yourself?”
She wrinkles her nose, giving me a weird look. “No.”
Wrong answer.
“I insist you do. Here, baby, let me help.” I take the four steps to reach the bed, grab her bicep, and drag her to her feet.
“What are you do— Dread, stop it!”
I don’t listen. Instead, I pull her to the window and shove her against it.
“Stop it,” she snaps, attempting to back away from it a moment too late.
She’s already wedged between my body and the cool surface of the glass, and with the wall on one side and my desk on the other, they completely obstruct an escape route.
“See? No one can see you,” I assure, my tone mocking and amused while I plant my hands on either side of the window, imprisoning her between my arms. My cock is already hard and throbbing, and her panic only serves to excite me further.
She’s stiff and makes another attempt to slide out from in front of me, but with a simple press of my hips into her backside, she’s firmly pinned.
“Dread, let me out,” she hisses through gritted teeth, her voice pitching with anxiety.
I tip my chin down until my lips brush against the shell of her ear, which she tries and fails to shrink from. “What are you afraid of them seeing?” I ask quietly. “The two of us together?”
“I don’t want them seeing me at all,” she snarls, her back pushing into me, as if that’s going to get her farther away from the window.
“Hm, see, I have a problem, though,” I say. “I told them you’re going to have my babies one day.”
“So?” she snaps, her angry breath fogging the glass. “You say a lot of shit.”
My tone is deep and sinister as I whisper, “I don’t think they believe me.”
Her pulse thumps heavily against her throat—hard enough for me to see it. It makes my mouth water, and after sliding her blonde strands to the side, I can’t deny myself the pleasure of biting into it.
A sharp gasp leaks past her lips, and she quivers beneath me, her hands flying to the window to ground herself. My eyes flutter, and I moan around her delicate skin as I suck, having missed her sweet tuberose scent and the feeling of her trapped beneath me.
She tastes so fucking good.
“Dread, stop it,” she breathes, though her ass presses into my dick harder, betraying her words.
Releasing her neck, I grab the edge of her T-shirt and harshly pull it up to her collarbones, taking her sports bra with it. Then, I shove her bare breasts against the cool glass, earning another sharp gasp that quickly bleeds into a squeal.
“Dread!”
