Campus Player - Jennifer Sucevic Page 0,62

in the world.

Maybe I wasn’t out boning every girl I could get my hands on, but when I needed a release, that did the trick.

Carefully I pick through the thoughts that flicker across her face. “Does that change the way you feel about me?”

She shakes her head. “Of course not.”

Time to turn the tables. “What about you? How many guys have you blown?”

Her gaze darts away as heat rises in her cheeks.

“Hey.” My hand settles on the curve of her jaw. “It goes both ways, remember? There’s no reason to be embarrassed. We can be honest with each other.”

“A couple.” When I raise a brow, wanting specifics, she adds, “Three.” Her shoulders jerk. “Oral sex seems so much more intimate than...”

“Actual sex?”

“Yeah.”

The question shoots from my mouth before I can stop it. “How many guys have gone down on you?” I want to know everything about this girl—all the nitty-gritty details.

“None.”

“Really?” My brows shoot up. From my limited experience, girls seem to enjoy it. A lot. Hell, some like it more than sex. I’m a little surprised but, then again, I like that she hasn’t done it with anyone else. It’s something new we can explore together.

A blush hits her cheeks as she shakes her head. “I’ve slept with five guys, and the relationships never lasted more than three or four months. Most of my boyfriends were more interested in getting off rather than making sure it was good for me.”

I hate to admit it, but college-aged dudes are selfish assholes when it comes to sex. There’s a reason they say—young, dumb, and full of cum. Because most of them are.

“Have you,” her voice drops, “gone down on a girl before?”

“If you’re asking if I’ve returned the favor, then yeah...I have. It only seemed fair.” The edges of my lips curl into a smile as I whisper against the shell of her ear, “I don’t want to brag, but I’ve got some serious tongue skills in that department.” I suck the delicate lobe into my mouth before biting down on it. “I love everything there is about eating pussy.” When her breath catches, I continue. “I love thrusting my tongue deep inside and hitting that little spot that drives girls crazy.”

Demi moans, grinding her pelvis against mine. Her response only ramps me up even more.

“That’s exactly what I’m going to do to you. I’m gonna spread your lips wide and lick your pussy until you cream all over the place. Then I’m going to suck that little clit into my mouth until you scream my name over and over again.”

“Oh, God.”

“You know what else I like?”

With a shake of her head, she whimpers.

“I love talking dirty.”

I’ve barely touched this girl, and she’s on the cusp of splintering apart.

So.

Damn.

Responsive.

How did Justin let her slip through his fingers? How did any of the guys she’s been with allow her to get away? Didn’t they realize what they had?

Too fucking bad for them. Their loss is my gain. And once I make her mine, I won’t ever let go.

I squeeze her ass in the palms of my hands. So damn muscular. And that’s a huge turn-on. Some guys like their women to be soft and curvy. That’s never done it for me. Maybe it’s because this girl has always dominated my thoughts. I’ve never been able to see past her. Even though her body is tight and athletic, Demi has curves where it counts. I can’t wait to strip her bare and learn every inch of her body.

“I want you so much right now.” Her eyelashes flutter open, and need fills her eyes. “Are you sure about waiting?”

Hell, no.

As I capture her lips, my tongue plunges into her mouth to tangle and dance. I pull her against me until she can feel how hard I am. “I want you more than you could possibly know, but it needs to be right. I want to take my time, and I want you to be certain.”

She grinds her pelvis against me. “Remove those boxers, and I’ll show you how certain I am.”

Even though it feels like the tip of my cock is going to explode, the comment makes my lips twitch. Did I ever think there would come a time when Demi Richards would practically beg me to fuck her?

Nope. Never in a million years.

“Slow,” I whisper as a reminder to both of us. “We need to take this slow.”

Although that doesn’t mean I can’t give her a preview of what she can expect. A

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