*FREE WITH PAID BONUS CHAPTER*After being dumped by her boyfriend, Elodie Shepherd resigns herself to loving her older brother's best friend from afar, just like she always has, even though he only sees her as his best friend's immature kid sister.
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🚨Warning- Extremely Mature content ahead- don't say you weren't warned. 🚨
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It was late, my roommate still hadn't shown up, and I had a problem.
My stomach swirled with a heat that had been ignited by Matthew right in this very dorm room not even twelve hours before.
He'd texted that he'd be going out for a drink with Eli and would call me after, but that was hours ago.
I could still recall the feather light touch of his rough hands on the sensitive skin of my upper thighs, could picture those very same hands pushing the hem of my dress up higher, higher, higher, until he reached the waistband of my cotton panties.
I wouldn't call my sexual appetite voracious, but it was one of the most surefire ways to shut the anxiety and pain off in my mind, at least for a little while.
So I didn't feel shame in the things I did in the comfort of my own room, and seeing as though my roommate wouldn't be appearing for another day, I took full advantage of the privacy and reached over to my side table and pulled out something that would help me finish what Matthew had started earlier in the day.
My hands were between my legs and the setting was on high.
I was seeing sounds and hearing colors dance behind my senses when there was a sudden short, clipped rapping at the door.
Startled and aroused at the same time, I quickly shoved the vibrator under the blankets while I jumped for my silk robe before poking my eye up towards the peephole in my door.
Matthew.
Why was he at my dorm room at well past midnight?
A more important question would be how the hell did he make it past the RA in the lobby of the dorms in the first place, but I was too busy opening the door and taking in the man before me to ask myself anymore questions.
"What-how...?"
"I'm sorry for just showing up, but I--I'm sorry, can I come in?"
"Yes, of course!"
My voice was a little too high pitched, my cheeks a bit too fevered, my skin still awash in a glow from an orgasm I'd been chasing just seconds before he'd knocked on my door, his presence only making that ache deep in my belly grow all the more intense.
He looked good. Sporting a five o'clock shadow, his dark locks were messy across his forehead and my mouth watered as my gaze traveled north, upwards to his tight fit grey henley that spanned his lean and muscular chest, then down to the dark denim jeans that fit him just as perfectly.
I could hardly look him in the eye, but the dim lighting of the dorm gave me courage as a lone lamp swung a hazy sheen across the room.
He took in my state of undress, my darting eyes and uncomfortable stance, but then his eyes swung towards the bed.
