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He only lets me take his cock into my mouth and lightly suck before his arms wrap around mine, pulling me up his body until I am straddling his hips.

I pull the cover off of us as I sit up with his erection sandwiched between us.

His gaze locks onto mine. Lust swirls in his irises. “I want you, Shae.”

I don’t respond. I reach down between our two bodies and grip his shaft, lining it up with my wet slit before easing myself down on him.

“Fuck.” I moan as my walls tighten around his hard rod.

His hand roams up my spine, sending shivers in its wake as his other hand grips my left hip.

He lets me take the lead, setting a slow pace of rising up before sinking back down on his hard length.

Every so often, I grind my clit against his body and circle my hips before rising back up and sinking back down.

He doesn’t try to rush me or speed things along, even though we both know classes will start soon.

I clench my walls around him as I lift up, desperately needing to keep him trapped inside my warmth. I loosen my inner grip as I lower myself all the way down until there’s no space between our bodies.

“Oh, fuck. Shae.” His voice is strained, like he’s barely keeping it together.

The way my name flows off his tongue has me slamming back down on him. It rolls off his tongue like silk, and I crave more.

I want to hear him moan out loud. I want to hear him swear when he’s barely holding on and grasping at my hips to slow down so he doesn’t finish first.

I need to hear it.

Need it more than ever before.

I crave it like a desert craves water.

His dark, lust-filled gaze is laser focused on me, watching as my mouth opens and I let out a long moan.

This seems to ignite something inside of him, because his hips thrust up into mine at a bruising speed.

As my hips grind against his, he presses his hand to my spine to push me forward until I’m leaning closer to him.

His lips crash into mine like I’m the oxygen he needs.

He thrusts his cock into me, spearing me deeply as he’s determined to finish what I started.

I’m more than okay with that because the fire burning in my lower belly is only getting bigger and I know I’m close to exploding.

“So close,” I moan as his cock continues to thrust into me like a well-oiled piston.

I reach behind my ass and cup his balls, lightly rolling them in my hand as they start to tighten.

A deep guttural sound comes from Damien seconds before he grunts out, “I can’t hold off any longer.”

The hand that’s gripping my hip slides across my skin before settling on my throbbing clit. He circles the tight little bud with his thumb like a tiny tornado.

Pleasure crashes into me like tidal waves as I come undone. Damien thrusts a few more times before following me.

Breathless and chest heaving, I fall forward and collapse on his chest. His soft, tiny chest hairs tickle my skin, causing me to let out a listless chuckle.

His arms wrap around my back, squeezing me into a tight embrace. “Are you going to be okay going back to your dorm?”

His voice is laced with worry, but I feel better than I ever have.