Crushed by Marie Cole

he had read
my earlier thoughts and wanted to watch a movie and binge on pizza.
I was wondering how many pizzas he could eat by himself when his
strong hands guided me forward. I could tell we went into my dorm
and I assumed he was leading me to my room since he knew where that
was.
     
    Once we stopped moving I reached
for the blindfold but he grabbed my hands and tsked me. "You'll
ruin the surprise. Where is your key?" His hands slowly moved down
my arms. My nipples puckered as his thumbs grazed the sides of my
breasts. He was slowly frisking me, his large warm hands were
starting fires throughout my body.
     
    "M-my back pocket." I bit my lower
lip as I felt his hands move from my hips around to my ass. He gave
it a soft squeeze that made me clench my thighs together before
grabbing the key. I heard the door unlock and then he was leading
me again into the room.
     
    I heard a thud and then him moving
around my room. I was tempted to take off the blindfold or at least
peek but I wanted him to be able to trust me. Trust was important
in relationships. Trust was the reason I had to break things off
with Neil. Dammit, he was invading my thoughts again.
     
    Will took my pencils from my hands
and I heard them tumble over the surface of my desk. He replaced
them with something soft, definitely small, and clothing. "Go
change into that and then come back out." He turned me around and
removed my blindfold. I smiled and did as I was told.
     
    After freshening up a bit I slipped
into the black string bikini he'd put into my hands. I wasn't sure
if he thought we were going swimming or if this was just a ruse to
get me to be as close to naked as possible. I opened the door to my
bedroom and gasped. The room was transformed. There were candles
everywhere, a soft pink silk sheet over my bedspread, and the room
smelled light of lavender. The best eye candy in the room was Will
himself who had removed his shirt, his abdomen cut into six little
sections and so smooth it begged to be licked. His muscles were
huge, well defined and I felt my mouth water. He was the definition
of strong. I squeezed my thighs together again.
     
    "This is...wow."
     
    He motioned to the bed, "Please,
come lay down. I want to help you destress." He waggled his
eyebrows. I would've thought he was trying to seduce me save for
the grin on his lips. I complied, making my way over to the bed. I
started to sit and lay back but he stopped me, his finger circling
in the air. "On your stomach, please."
     
    "Okay..." I paused for a second and
then turned, laying belly down on the silk sheet. I rested my head
on my hands and waited. A tiny tingle of something played on my
brain and I glanced back to him, checking his aura. It was oddly
blank. I squeezed my eyes shut and looked again. Nope, still
nothing. That never happened. God, I must be more tired than I
thought. I put my head down and moments later I felt his strong
hands on my shoulders, squeezing the tension away. He must have had
oil on his hands because they were slick and the smell of lavender
was very strong.
     
    I moaned as his hands worked their
way down my back. "That feels so goo..Ah!..." I called out as he
hit a super tense spot on my lower back. He paused and then rubbed
it, trying to work out the tension.
     
    He whispered again, his breath on
the back of my neck sent sexual shivers between my legs. "Feeling
better yet, Claire?"
     
    "Yes!" I whispered back, the stress
of finals was gone but the sexual stress was just starting to build
between us. His hands continued to rub my back, slow and steady and
soon, despite the sexual tension in the air, what with the relaxing
lavender scent, the warm hands soothing my back and the soft
lighting, I fell asleep.
     
    While I was napping I dreamt of
being on a warm beach, I'd never been to one, my toes in the sand.
The sun had warmed the sand, making it hot. It felt good to have my
toes buried in deep and as soon as I thought it was too hot to take
a wave would