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Fucking whore.
I kneel down on the bed and position myself between her legs. I slide my hands underneath her back and bring them up from behind, gripping her shoulders with a firm hold. I wait silently and listen for the water to start running across the hall. When the shower starts up, I grip her tighter and slam into her so hard, she screams. I immediately put my hand over her mouth and continue slamming against her. I can't tell if she's screaming into my hand because she likes it, or because I'm fucking her so hard it hurts. The fact that I can't tell the difference turns me on even more.
It doesn't take me long at all. Knowing I just made Sloan scream in this same spot less than two minutes ago is enough to make me finish without even having my dick balls-deep in some whore. I squeeze my eyes shut and slam into her one last time, holding my position for several seconds while her moans are still being suppressed by my hand. I drop onto my elbows and take one of her nipples in my mouth, sucking and pulling on it until every last bit of me is released.
I relax against the girl's chest and pull out. She whimpers, squeezing her thighs against my hips, wanting more. The thought of making two girls climax beneath my fingertips just minutes apart is more than even I've ever accomplished. I toss the condom into the trash, then lay down beside her. I push her thighs apart, then shove two fingers deep inside her, watching as her eyes roll back in her head.
I press my cheek against hers and ease my fingers in and out. "You like this?" I whisper in her ear. She moans and breathes a yes, so I force a third finger inside of her, feeling her stretch around my hand. She breathes a much louder yes this time.
I shove the fourth finger inside of her, watching as she grimaces in pain. I rub my thumb over her clit and cup my fingers upward, finding the exact spot that sends her into a tailspin.
"You like it when I fuck you with my hand?"
She becomes louder, moaning and grunting and yelling my name. I have to cover her goddamn mouth again with my free hand.
I pull back and look her in the eyes. "Did you watch me fuck my girlfriends with this hand? Did that turn you on?"
Her eyes grow wide and she doesn't respond, so I ask her again.
"Did it?" I say, pausing the movement of my hand, causing her to whimper. I know how close she is to releasing, so I use her desperation to my advantage.
"Tell me you liked it."
She moans, pressing herself against my hand, silently begging me to keep going. I pull my fingers out of her and bring them up to her mouth.
"Taste her," I say, tracing my wet fingers along her bottom lip.
She turns her face to the side, not wanting to take my fingers in her mouth. My dick is hard again, so I position myself on top of her. The need growing between her legs makes her desperate. She tilts her face back toward me, just like I knew she would, and reluctantly opens her mouth. I grab her jaw with my other hand and force her mouth open wider, shoving two of my fingers inside.
"Suck," I demand. She closes her lips over my fingers and sucks them.
"Does she taste good?" I ask, rubbing myself against her faster and harder, bringing her right to the edge with me.
She moans and nods her head, grabbing my wrist with her hand, taking turns sucking each of my fingers down to the knuckles. The feel of her tongue sliding up and down my fingers nearly makes me bust it all over her. "Fuuuck," I groan. I pull my hand out of her mouth.
"Let me taste," I say. I kiss her, licking the sweet aftertaste of both of them off of her tongue. She arches her back and it doesn't take her long before she's writhing beneath me. I pull back from her mouth and continue to rub against her. When she finally starts to reach her peak, I can feel the scream wanting to escape her lips, so I do to her what I just did to Sloan. I cover her mouth with mine and let her scream her little heart out, while she shudders and shakes beneath me. I close my eyes and groan as I lift up slightly and press my dick against the girl's stomach, releasing myself all over her.
When she's finally calm beneath me, I roll off of her and hand her a shirt from the floor to clean up with.
"Get dressed," I say. "I have a date tonight."
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SLOAN- 6
Chapter Six
Sloan
I slip into the bathroom before class for a quick hair and makeup check. I've never cared before if I looked like I just rolled out of bed, but knowing Carter will be sitting inches away from me for the next hour has me more concerned than usual.
The fluorescent lights are unforgiving. The bags under my eyes tell their own truth about last night. Just looking at my reflection, all I see is a girl who stayed up way too late worrying about the guy who promised her a date but never showed.