Wicked (Somerset University #2) - Ruby Vincent Page 0,15

at the end. The professor’s podium was angled away. He didn’t notice Jaxson or his wandering hands. Jaxson tugged my jacket out of the way and stroked my nipple through the fabric.

“Jaxson, stop.” My flaming cheeks were neon lights broadcasting what we were up to. I swatted at his hands, but he didn’t take my weak attempts seriously.

I forwent a bra that morning, giving him clear access to tease the little nubs into hardened points.

Legs clenching, I pushed him away. Jaxson took my hand, kissed the palm, and firmly set it on the arm of the chair. Boldly, he reached under my shirt and tweaked them with abandon.

I didn’t hear a word my professor said. Class ended with me dizzy, overheated, and my panties soaked.

“On Wednesday, we’ll delve deeper into the theory,” said Professor Something or Other. “Read the first two chapters so we can discuss.”

I seized Jaxson’s collar and dragged him to the nearest bathroom. I couldn’t lock the door, so a few girls overheard the moaning and grunts coming from the middle stall.

Jaxson set a furious pace, plunging his fingers in and out of me, and pressing me against the door. One hand on my shoulder, the other driving me insane, and his cock digging in my ass. I came with a hoarse cry, not caring who heard.

My knees buckled. Jaxson caught me and turned me around. He locked eyes with me as he licked my arousal from his fingers. I nearly came again on the spot.

Gripping my thighs, Jaxson lifted me onto the dispenser. My hands were working fast to pull down his pants and reach the prize inside.

Jaxson lifted my shirt, drawing it over my head and bunching it behind my neck only to bury his face in it as I stroked him. Slow and languid. Then rough jerks as groans spurred me on.

He grunted and hot, sticky spurts covered my stomach and dripped down my sex. Jaxson went boneless on top of me.

“Damn, girl. We’ve got to stop meeting like this.”

“You say that.” I wrapped my arms and legs around him, stealing a slow, tongue-tangling kiss. “But we both know you love meeting like this.”

“Got me figured out, don’t you, mama?”

Jaxson cleaned me up and we stumbled out to an uncomfortable look from a girl bent over the sink.

He pointed over his shoulder. My lipstick was smeared on his cheek and he had a small rip in his collar. “Pro tip. The toilet paper dispenser can hold body weight.”

She pinked, scurrying out of the bathroom with her hands covered in soap.

I dragged the silly goof out, laughing my head off. Wow, I missed him. Technically he was right down the hall, but I missed him.

Jaxson followed me to Psychology of Diversity. I stopped him at the door.

“Oh no,” I said. “You’re waiting outside, my love. You’ve proven you can’t behave yourself.”

“I was actively trying not to behave myself, so I’ll take that as a compliment.”

I kissed him. “The class is fifty minutes. There’s a table over there. Sit, finish lunch, and find a way to occupy your time.”

“Oh, I’ll think of something.”

Jaxson walked off, grinning that grin.

My butt hit the seat and I pulled out my textbook and binder. My phone vibrated as Professor Chadwick took his place.

Jaxson: After you suck my dick, I’m bending you over and

I abruptly stopped reading. The man was incorrigible. Determined to turn my brain to mush.

My cell buzzed all through class. I resisted the urge to peek, but imagining what those texts said had Jaxson’s desired effect on me anyway.

I stomped out into his waiting arms. “Finally. I scoped out the bathrooms. The one on the second floor locks.”

“I’m not rewarding your wickedness... until tonight.”

He groaned. “Don’t be like that.”

“Come on.” I wrapped his arms around my waist and led him off. “You wanted to go inside the den of evil, didn’t you?”

“Ooh. Yeah. Can’t miss it.”

We crossed campus and arrived at the Sally house twenty minutes later.

“Valentina!” Keily launched out the door.

I fell against Jaxson carrying an armful of coed.

“I missed you so much,” she gushed. “This year is going to be epic. I miss Leighton and the girls, but now there won’t be pledging craziness or brutal initiations. We’re going to have fun.” She dropped to her feet. “Come inside. Sof and I made cookies. Chocolate chip slathered in Nutella for you.”

Twisting around, I arched a brow at Jaxson. Den of evil, I mouthed to him.

He chuckled.

“We’re just waiting for all of the girls to arrive,” said