Page 64 of His Reckless Freshman

Fuck!

Why did I offer again?

Because you want to help her.

Because she tasted sweeter than a ripe mango.

Because she thinks people find her annoying, and you want to prove her wrong.

Shit.

I drive home, get changed, and go for my regular morning run. I shorten it because it took me longer than I expected to drop Jolie off at her dorm, plus I’m running faster than normal, trying to burn off this energy coursing through me.

I’m plagued by memories of Jolie’s sweet lips, her boobs, her smooth skin… that little moan she made when I first wrapped my lips around her nipple.

You’re not attracted to her, remember? You’re not attracted!

Picking up my pace, I sprint the last quarter mile and run straight through the front door and up to the bathroom. Thankfully, it’s free. I pushed so hard on the run, I almost feel like throwing up as I strip off my clothes and jump into the shower. I’m a sweaty mess, still catching my breath… but I need to get under that hot water. I need to deal with this semi that’s quickly growing into a hard woody.

Burying my head under the spray, I soap up my hand, slap the other against the wall, and go for it. I let myself relive every second of my time with Jolie, then imagine what it would have been like to go all the way with her, to bury myself inside her. She must have the sweetest pussy in the world. Damn.

I’m as hard as a fucking steel pole, and I pump myself into a frenzied explosion, squirting the shower wall and coming all over my hand before finally feeling that sense of relief.

Shit, so much for my lack of attraction.

Dammit.

It’s going to be even worse next time, isn’t it?

Because she’ll get more confident, and she might let me takes things a little further. It’ll make me hard and needy, and it’ll take every ounce of control to keep this all about her.

I can do it.

I will do it.

Because I’m a man of my word.

But it looks as though I might have some major self-care in my future.

And as soon as she finally hits that high… as soon as I’m able to deliver on my promise… I have to stop this thing.

Because I said no female drama this year.

No falling in love.

And I’m not putting myself at risk, especially for a girl with big gray eyes and cute dimples.

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JOLIE

I creep back into my dorm like a freaking stealth ninja and manage to slip into bed without waking Nylah. I think. I hope. When her alarm goes off about forty-five minutes later, she groans as though she’s not impressed, and that makes me think I’m in the clear.

I didn’t manage to drift off in that time.

I was too busy analyzing every microsecond of my time with Ben.

He felt good.