Russell Knight is not your average geek. Sure, he may seem like the quiet, shy, and vulnerable guy in school. But there is far more to Russel than meets the eye.
At just 10 years old, Russell had already gone through the heartache of losing both of...
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Samantha ( last day of school before Thanksgiving break)
I woke up drenched in sweat. It's almost the end of November, yet California weather is as always- unpredictable.
Yesterday it rained and I wore a jacket with rain boots to get to class. It's barely 7:30 in the morning and it's already hot. I glanced at my phone and looked up the weather, sunny all day with dry winds. The temperature now was 89° f. It could spike up to 110° since our university is surrounded by desert.
Russell and I have been getting closer and closer. We make out when we're alone, and given that Kim and Brandon have noticed something is going on, they've given us space. They come around once in a while to hang out, but they haven't slept over like they usually did.
I decided to go get a cold drink. I had worn comfy pj's to sleep thinking it was going to continue being cold, and now, I was completely drenched in sweat. I decided to strip myself and change. I discarded my underwear and went with loose booty shorts and an oversized t-shirt. Friday's class starts late, but since we had mid-semester exams, we didn't have to worry about classes today. At least not until ten this morning.
Usually, at this time, Russell is already in class. He has a 7 a.m. class on Fridays. So, I knew I had the place to myself, given Brandon didn't fall asleep on our couch again by any chance that he changed his mind. Though I won't lie, I'd love for Russell to be here, he's spent a few nights asleep next to me, but the tension between us has just increased. I have been on edge with him lately. He gets me so turned on.
I've been extremely hormonal around him, but I doubt he has noticed. He looks like a nice quiet guy, with glasses and sophisticated attire. But he has a killer body, I can't seem to keep my hands off those muscles. I just found he likes to kickbox, and he's really good. He hides his tattoos behind his casual look, which just makes him even hotter if you ask me.
He took me training the other day, and my God... Did he look good in nothing but training shorts and gloves.
I walked half asleep towards the kitchen and grabbed a glass from the cupboard filling it with water and gulped the whole thing down. It was so damn hot.
I moaned at how good the water felt going down my throat, making my quenching desires satisfied. A few droplets made their way down my neck and to the middle of my breast. I slowly traced my hand over it to spread the cool feel of the water.
"Ahem! Good morning Sam." Russell's husky voice startled me making me jump in place. He has this husky voice that makes you want to straddle him and rock your hips on top of him. The pressure between my legs began to rise again. This was getting out of hand, just hearing his voice made me rattled up.
"Russ? Wha- what are you. . .doing here?" I stuttered, smiling awkwardly.
He stood there with a coffee in hand and his arm resting against our glass door leading to the balcony. He wore nothing but a pair of thin layered pajama pants. God he looked heavenly, good lord, Sam, get it together. I'm seriously losing control.
