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“I just like it that way… is… is it okay?” She sounds unsure like she doesn’t realize how fucking sexy her bare little mound is. Jesus. Her innocence is going to wreck my control.
“It’s perfect, sweetheart.”
She must believe my words because the tension leaves her body, and she relaxes back onto the mattress, awaiting her reward. Keeping my eyes on hers, I lean forward and take my first taste of her sweet pussy.
I slip my tongue between her lips, giving her clit a little flick. Her hips jerk, and her hands latch onto my hair. Normally, I wouldn’t stand for a submissive grabbing my hair and trying to control my movements. I love when Penny’s nails rake against my scalp as she tries to hold me to her. I love her honest reactions to the pleasure I’m giving her. I always thought I wanted total submission in the bedroom, but maybe that’s not the case.
Or maybe it’s just Penny.
I lick and suck at her pussy until she’s a writing mess. She’s chanting my name and crying for more. I gladly give her more. I slowly push a finger inside her pussy. Fuck, she’s tight. I work my finger in and out slowly, giving her time to adjust to the new sensation. Within seconds, Penny is crying out her orgasm. I don’t stop until she collapses to the bed, limp and sated.
I crawl up her body, gently sucking her nipple into my mouth over her shirt. Her nipple is a stiff peak when I move away, the white material practically translucent. I continue my journey up to her mouth, kissing her soft and slow.
I lay beside her, pulling her to me. She rests her head on my chest, one hand on my stomach. She slowly moves her hand downward. I grab her wrist just before her hand makes contact with my cock. If she touches me, I won’t be able to control myself. I’m so on edge that one touch from her small hand will have me coming.
“What about you?” she asks in obvious confusion.
“Rewards are only for you, shortcake.”
She snorts indignantly. “That hardly seems fair. What if I want touching you to be my reward?”
I chuckle. “When has life ever been fair?”
She relaxes back into me. “True enough. I really would like to make you feel good too.”
I press a kiss to the top of her head. “I know you would, sweetheart. Next time.”
We cuddle for a long while. Content to enjoy the quiet with each other. Penny is the first to break the silence. “It’s getting pretty late. I should probably go home.”
She says it with zero enthusiasm. I know the last thing she wants is to go back to the sorority house. From what little she’s told me; she hates living there. “You could stay here if you want. I’ve got to be on the field in the morning at five, but you’re welcome to stay for however long you want. You could study or sleep or whatever.”
Penny gnaws on her lip as she considers my offer. “I could stay… but could you take me home on your way to the field?”
“I can do that, shortcake.”
A few minutes later, Penny is asleep in my arms again, and it’s perfection.
10
Penny
I wakeup from another naughty dream about Kade. Ever since last Saturday, my dreams have been decidedly more interesting than in the past. Riding unicorns is definitely less exciting than riding Kade. Don’t get me started on the difference between eating candy corn cupcakes and tasting Kade.
No comparison at all.
We’ve only managed to see each other briefly for a few hours here and there, mostly I’ve been down at the field watching him in action coaching the football team. Something I’d never, ever have done B.K.—before Kade—now instead of spending hours in the library, I study on the sidelines, stealing glances at Kade whenever he’s distracted by whatever thing his players are doing.
The downside to hanging out on the sidelines is that the football jerks are loudmouths and have spread the word that I’m—we’ll just call it dating because what they are actually saying is degrading and kind of disgusting. Of course, the Zeta Tau’s didn’t hesitate to jump on board with my newest nickname. Why did I ever complain about Penny-pie?
I crawl out of bed with a sigh. I won’t get to see Kade today because they’ve got an away game. It’s the last one unless they make the championships. Kade is confident the Wildcats will win against the Vikings. He wanted me to go with him, but I have a huge anatomy test on Monday, and I’m not confident I’ve adequately prepared. Spending my study time checking out a certain coach’s butt will do that to a girl.
The house is still quiet, for which I am eternally grateful. There is a good reason why I wake up so early every day. If I’m up first, I get a hot shower since no one else has drained the water heater, which is really reason enough for the early wake-up, but the real reason is that I can be dressed and out of the house without seeing any of my ‘sisters.’ Leaving unaccosted has become my newest life goal.
Things weren’t so bad when I was just the nerdy girl who dared to eat sugar and still be skinny. Now that I’m sort of dating the hottest guy on campus, things have gotten ugly. Well, uglier. I successfully leave without running into a single soul. Way to go me!
The library is also blissfully silent. Instead of my favorite seat, I find one in the back, where the practically extinct encyclopedias live. I much on a protein bar while I start sifting through my notes. My phone buzzes on the table with an incoming text, and I look up from my books for the first time in—wow, the clock says three hours. If my numb booty and stiff back are anything to go on, it’s definitely been too long since I stretched.
I grab my phone and decide to make a trip to the vending machine.