His lips were soft at first, before a roughness took over and he pressed his body to mine. My hands instantly go to his hair as he cups my cheek with his hand as the other turns into a fist next to my head.
A sigh leaves his mouth, like this is som...
"Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood." -George Orwell
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"You fucked Preece Logan?" Prima asks as soon as I had finished telling her about what had happened.
"Is that the only thing you got from the story? I literally told you about how I was stranded in a motel with him, and-" I don't even have time to finish my sentence before Prima interrupts me.
"It's the most important part. You slept with a man who you hate. Who, pretty much the whole of college hates. And you know he has a reputation, right?" Prima says, sitting down on the couch next to me.
"I mean, I get why he has one. If I was as good at pleasuring a woman as he is, I'd be having sex 24/7." I say, a small smile on my face. I'm instantly taken back to the memories of what happened a mere few hours ago. I immediately blush at the feeling of Preece thrusting in and out of me, and I have to turn away from Prima to contain myself. When I look back at her, she's raised her eyebrow at me, a look of judgement on her face. "What? Is a girl not allowed to have fun?"
Prima tuts, her features softening and her hand on my knee, "Of course you are, sweetheart." She says. "But, how are you gonna face him? He still has to tutor you for a few more weeks."
"I know." I groan, falling back onto the couch. I wish I had thought about the consequences of my actions before I had committed them, so I wouldn't have had to be in this predicament right now. How am I supposed to get tutored by Preece tomorrow knowing that we completely smashed the shit out of each other? How will I be able to concentrate when his body and his face and his gorgeous green eyes will be on my mind whenever I look at him. I'll fail my chemistry exam again, and then I'll be forced to leave college. I don't want that. "What do I do?"
"You don't like, like him, do you?" Prima asks, pulling a strand of her dark, thick hair behind her ear. I shake my head. "Okay, then it'll be fine. Just tell him it was a mistake and it'll never happen again." She shrugs her shoulders, like telling someone that sleeping with them was a mistake is the easiest thing in the world.
"It's not that simple, Prima." I sigh. "You know I get distracted easily. If I'm trying to work with him, and suddenly all I can think about is his naked body, it's not very good, is it? Naked bodies are not gonna help me pass my exam." I say.
Prima looks at me, her eyes scanning over my face. "Did you... I mean, you enjoyed it, right? The sex."
"Of course." I say.
"Then, if you don't want to get distracted by the one time you saw his dick, just have sex with him again." Prima says. I look at her, confused. I don't really understand her logic in this situation.
