around, she was still loose and he had to scissor her legs together just to get any friction. The sex was not satisfying and at this point, all he wanted to do was get off so he could send her on her way and go to sleep.
Colin was forced to turn her over and look into those large brown eyes while he held her legs together and thrust his cock back inside her. He closed his eyes and thought about Deirdre. Her gorgeous eyes and her beautiful body, her tight moist cunt surrounding his cock and milking the orgasm out of him as if her life depended upon it and just like that, he felt the semen build up from his balls and he pulled out of her and came on her stomach.
Dumb ass that he was, he’d forgotten to wear a condom. That was a safe sex message for college students if he knew one. And there was no excuse on his part because he had drawer full of rubbers right next to his bed.
Pissed and angry at himself, he stood though the feeling of exhaustion had already begun to hit him. He walked to his bathroom and started the shower. Before he climbed in, he grabbed a hand towel and walked it back to Cassie.
“Sorry about that. Listen, I have an early morning and you have work so I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?”
The disappointment settled in her brown eyes first before she perked up. “You don’t want me to sleep over?”
“No, I don’t. That wouldn’t be a good idea and I’ve always been a bit selfish about my bed. Half the time, Deirdre would find herself on the floor in the middle of the night.”
Okay, that was an out right lie and taken from a scene he vaguely remembered on Sex & the City between Carrie and Mr. Big but it did the trick because Cassie hopped out of bed as soon as she wiped his semen off her stomach.
“See you tomorrow,” she murmured before she kissed him quickly on the lips and left his bedroom.
He listened until he heard her dress and not until the front door slammed did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Colin thanked his lucky stars it has been his idea for them to meet at his house so she could just hop into her car—a 2012 blue Ford Fiesta—and leave after their sexual activities were completed for the evening.
Alone at last.
Yes, he’d gotten laid but it was lousy and he realized with a dawning realization that no one was going to be able to take Deirdre’s place.
Not even temporarily.
Chapter Eleven
I awoke in Drake’s bed but we both had night clothing on. It was pretty silly actually but we’d both gone to sleep while watching our second sappy romantic drama for the night, The Notebook . The first had been The Prince of Tides . We discovered at the restaurant we both loved the film which had been directed by Barbara Streisand and not only had she acted in it but Nick Nolte was her co-star.
Drake had the film on blu-ray and had invited me over to watch it. There was no way in hell I was going to say no to a decent adaptation of a Pat Conroy novel which, of course, was heads and tails above the sappy romance dreck of The Notebook . Hell, not even Ryan Gosling could save it for me and that man was pretty hot as far as I was concerned. Not Drake, Colin, Liam or Drew hot but good looking and sexy never-the-less.
Dinner the previous night had been a revelation, mostly because it’d shown Drake to be a total gentleman. We drank and conversed like we were old pals and this frightened me in a way because I expected there to be at least a few awkward moments. He knew about my engagement to Colin, the miscarriage and ultimately why I fled though I had left the most important part out of the conversation.
I’d merely told him I was still getting over the death of my father and it had been a rough year for me. What he didn’t know was Liam and Colin had been directly responsible. His reaction to the incident itself had been enough for me to know that if I told him the truth, Colin would never keep his pretty boy looks. He would ruin them in a heartbeat and that kind of possessiveness
Colin was forced to turn her over and look into those large brown eyes while he held her legs together and thrust his cock back inside her. He closed his eyes and thought about Deirdre. Her gorgeous eyes and her beautiful body, her tight moist cunt surrounding his cock and milking the orgasm out of him as if her life depended upon it and just like that, he felt the semen build up from his balls and he pulled out of her and came on her stomach.
Dumb ass that he was, he’d forgotten to wear a condom. That was a safe sex message for college students if he knew one. And there was no excuse on his part because he had drawer full of rubbers right next to his bed.
Pissed and angry at himself, he stood though the feeling of exhaustion had already begun to hit him. He walked to his bathroom and started the shower. Before he climbed in, he grabbed a hand towel and walked it back to Cassie.
“Sorry about that. Listen, I have an early morning and you have work so I’ll see you tomorrow, yeah?”
The disappointment settled in her brown eyes first before she perked up. “You don’t want me to sleep over?”
“No, I don’t. That wouldn’t be a good idea and I’ve always been a bit selfish about my bed. Half the time, Deirdre would find herself on the floor in the middle of the night.”
Okay, that was an out right lie and taken from a scene he vaguely remembered on Sex & the City between Carrie and Mr. Big but it did the trick because Cassie hopped out of bed as soon as she wiped his semen off her stomach.
“See you tomorrow,” she murmured before she kissed him quickly on the lips and left his bedroom.
He listened until he heard her dress and not until the front door slammed did he breathe a sigh of relief.
Colin thanked his lucky stars it has been his idea for them to meet at his house so she could just hop into her car—a 2012 blue Ford Fiesta—and leave after their sexual activities were completed for the evening.
Alone at last.
Yes, he’d gotten laid but it was lousy and he realized with a dawning realization that no one was going to be able to take Deirdre’s place.
Not even temporarily.
Chapter Eleven
I awoke in Drake’s bed but we both had night clothing on. It was pretty silly actually but we’d both gone to sleep while watching our second sappy romantic drama for the night, The Notebook . The first had been The Prince of Tides . We discovered at the restaurant we both loved the film which had been directed by Barbara Streisand and not only had she acted in it but Nick Nolte was her co-star.
Drake had the film on blu-ray and had invited me over to watch it. There was no way in hell I was going to say no to a decent adaptation of a Pat Conroy novel which, of course, was heads and tails above the sappy romance dreck of The Notebook . Hell, not even Ryan Gosling could save it for me and that man was pretty hot as far as I was concerned. Not Drake, Colin, Liam or Drew hot but good looking and sexy never-the-less.
Dinner the previous night had been a revelation, mostly because it’d shown Drake to be a total gentleman. We drank and conversed like we were old pals and this frightened me in a way because I expected there to be at least a few awkward moments. He knew about my engagement to Colin, the miscarriage and ultimately why I fled though I had left the most important part out of the conversation.
I’d merely told him I was still getting over the death of my father and it had been a rough year for me. What he didn’t know was Liam and Colin had been directly responsible. His reaction to the incident itself had been enough for me to know that if I told him the truth, Colin would never keep his pretty boy looks. He would ruin them in a heartbeat and that kind of possessiveness
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