“You’re not gonna like it.”
“Try me.”
“I fooled around with Parker.” If I were a betting man and told to guess, that would have been it. I feel like I’ve been in a throuple situation without the benefits of a threesome since Mia and I got together last year. I know he exists, I know she’s only ever been with each of us, but I pretend like hell he isn’t in the picture. I don’t share, and I sure as fuck don’t share the woman I’m in love with.
“When?”
“Today.”
“Baby, you’ve been in class all day.”
“He kind of snuck into my class.” Jesus Christ. The fucking nerve of this asshole.
“What happened?”
“He fingered me in the middle of class.” That relentless, dumb fucker.
“Did you come?” Mia’s eyes widen in surprise. I lift my hips, lining up the tip of my cock with her entrance. I gather her wrists in my hand, stretching them above her head. “Did you come for him, Mia?” I slam home, filling her tight pussy in one hard thrust.
“Yes!”Fuck.
I thrust into her hard and deep as she wraps her legs around my waist, meeting me thrust for thrust. My free hand is everywhere, sliding up her smooth side, spreading the paint further.
“This pussy is mine right now, pretty girl. I guess it needs reminding.”
“Yes!” she screams as she grips onto my shoulders.
“Mine!” I roar as I pound into her tight heat, grinding my pelvis against her clit with each thrust. Her arousal leaks down to my balls, the erotic wet slapping sound of our bodies coming together echoing around us. It only takes a few more thrusts before Mia screams out her release, her pussy clamping down around my cock. I thrust once. Twice. Then I’m pulling from her body, ripping the condom off, and watching as my cum erupts onto her stomach, mixing with the swirls of paint.
“Fuck, pretty girl, you should see yourself right now. A masterpiece.”
Mia laughs softly, her arm falling over her eyes as she works on catching her breath. After a few moments, I scoop her up, carrying us to the shower, where I reluctantly wash off my artwork. We bathe in comfortable silence, taking our time getting dressed. When Mia’s stomach grumbles, I know I’ve got to leave the comfort of the room and get her food.
“You stay here in bed, I’ll go get us something to eat. I won’t be long.”
When I stepout of Grimsley Hall, the last person I’m expecting to come face-to-face with is Parker. The absolute arrogance of this guy, combined with his complete disregard for Mia being with me, pisses me off to no end.
“Hey fuckface. What part of Mia isn’t with you are you not understanding? You think showing up in the middle of her class to finger fuck her is a good idea?” I yell.
Parker has the audacity to smirk at me, covering his stupidfucking perfect smile with his hand as he stops in front of me. Smug bastard.
“Yeah, a great idea, actually. I made her come in the middle of her lecture. Sue me. She enjoyed it, gushed allll over my fingers.” I can’t help it, all I see is red. I shove him hard in the chest, sending him backward a few paces.
“Why can’t you let her go? She’s with me!”
Parker gives me a look that says he isn’t convinced, a cocky, sly smirk spreading across his face. “Is she? Are we sure about that?”
“Pretty sure I just left her naked in my bed after fucking her into oblivion. Yeah, Parker, she’s with me.”
“She’ll never just be with you!” he yells as he steps into my space, shoving me back. “Just like she’ll never just be with me. Get the fuck over it.”
I’m two seconds from punching him, but we’ve already got quite the audience of onlookers, and the last thing I need is to be put on probation for fighting. “Fuck you!”
“Any time, buddy.”
I stomp off, irritated and pissed off with the interaction, his last words ringing through my head.
Chapter 6
