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Princess
I have an hour before I leave for class and I need you.
I check the time. Roman and I head over to Tristan’s for a workout in half an hour. I pick up my pace as I round the corner.
Hollis
You can’t wait until tonight?
Princess
*pouty faced GIF*
She follows it up with a picture of Batdick lying on her bed—back in her own apartment, based on the lack of pink.
Princess
Guess I’ll take care of myself.
I have enough time to get her off before I meet up with the guys.
Hollis
Don’t start without me.
I speed walk the rest of the way, and her door opens as I come down the hall. Aurora is wearing a short, blue satin robe cinched at the waist and a pair of team socks, the ends of her hair are damp. “Hi.”
“Hi, yourself.”
She flips the latch while I shrug out of my jacket, toe off my shoes, and drop the groceries on the side table. As soon as my hands are free, I pull her against me, curving my palm over her ass. “Are you naked under there?”
She nods as she links her hands behind my neck. “I know you have a workout soon, so I wanted to be ready.”
“I always have time to take care of you.” I grip the back of her legs, hoisting her up, fingers close to all that tight, soft, and wet.
She wraps herself around me, hooking her feet at the small of my back as she nips at my jaw. “I can’t get enough of you.”
“Feeling’s mutual.” I carry her across the apartment and into her bedroom, kicking the door shut while she bites my neck.
Batdick is lying on her bed. I climb up with Aurora still wrapped around me.
I tap her thigh. “I can’t help you like this unless your plan is to hump my stomach.”
She unhooks herself from around me and drops to the bed. Her hands go to my belt buckle.
I catch her wrists in mine and give her a dark look, tsking. “Such a bratty girl. You think you deserve my cock right now?”
Her bottom lip juts out. “But I want you.”
Nothing will ever sound as good as her telling me how much she wants me—needs me. I slide my fingers into the hair at the nape of her neck and hover my lips over hers. “How should I fuck you?” I pull the tie at her waist, and her robe falls open.
“However you want. I just need you to make me come, Hollis. It’s never as good when I do it myself.”
I skim her nipple with a knuckle, and she whimpers. “Should I fill you with my fingers?” I trail them down her stomach, pausing when I reach the apex of her thighs. “Or maybe my tongue.”
“Please, yes.” Her fingers lap my wrist, and she tries to guide it between her thighs.
I brush my lips against hers. “Lie back for me.”
