CHAPTER 4

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'He smirked as he nibbled on my clit while his finger thrust in and out of my whole. My whole body shivered and I bit back a moan. He was good at this but I wasn’t going to let him know. He would let it get to his head and be more arrogant.

“Moan for me, love, or else I won’t grant you the release you so desperately need.” He managed to get out before he dived right back in.
“Wes…” I muttered softly. He was skilled with his tongue, no lie. I was on the edge and I had nothing more to do than let go. I screamed out his name as I came. Fuck. That was epic.’

Frowning, I sit up and look around. OMG! Please tell me I did not just have a sex dream at Wes's house. My hand checks my pussy. Fuck. I actually came. That has never happened to me before. What if I was not dreaming? What if he came in, ate me up and left when he sees I was gaining consciousness? Is he that insane? Only one way to find out. I climb off the bed and I am grateful for the pills he fed me last night because, apart from a tiny headache, I am hangover free.
The house seems empty. Getting to the kitchen, I sigh and lean on the counter. I should’ve never allowed Wesley to drag me here. What was I thinking? An aroma force me to raise my head. There is coffee brewing in the machine. Great. I pour it on one mug and add sugar and a creamer before sipping it. Not bad.

“Good morning.” His voice startles me and I look at the door way to see Wes walk in. He is sweating like crazy, shirtless and has on running shorts with some sneakers. There is also headphones around his neck and a cap covering his hair. “You look wonderful this morning. So glad you’re making yourself comfortable.” I wanna say something. Believe me, I do, but I can’t seem to formulate words. His muscled chest, arms and abs are just too much to ignore. He smirks. “There is a little drool here.” He points at his chin and I snap out of it, wiping the said drool from my mouth. He chuckles. “Just playing with you. If I knew my bare chest was the way to seduce you, I would’ve removed my top ages ago.”

I frown. “Don’t flatter yourself. You’re not all that.”
He cracks up. “Shame, that’s not what you were saying a few minutes ago. But don’t worry. No one will know I turn you on. Your secret is safe with me.” He winks before opening the fridge and taking out a water bottle.
“What time is it?” I ask absentmindedly.
“9:20.”

“Oww shit. I am going to be late for workshop time. I’m already late.” I rush to the doorway and when I remember something, I stop and turn to him. “Where are my clothes?”

He smiles. “In the laundry room. Second door on your right. They should be dry and ready to go now, well except for that thong you have on.” He winks. God. I now am a bit embarrassed by the show I put on last night. Damn alcohol courage. Where is it when one needs it? Not a loyal friend that one.

“Let me put them on and bounce.”
“You can shower first.” He suggests, shrugging.

That sounds like a good idea because when I get back to my place, I won’t have time to shower. “Okay. I will do that.” I rush out, heading back to the room which I spent my night in. Luckily it has a bathroom in it.

After showering, I head over to the laundry room and my clothes are folded nicely on top of the ironing board. If he did this, then he is nearly a gentleman. I take my clothes and strut back to the room, bumping into Wes in the hallway. He is wet and the only thing covering his body is a towel. Our eyes meet and for once, he doesn’t have a smirk or smile. He is just staring at me and his gaze is so intense. I wanna say something but any words are stuck in my throat and my head is scrambled. He doesn’t say anything, he just grabs me, pulls me closer and smashes list lips on mine. I am super shocked by this. I gasp and he takes that as an invitation to deepen the kiss.

×××

“So spill. Curiosity is killing me.” Haley asks, practically jumping up and down with excitement. This girl love sex so much.

After that kiss in the hallway, he took me to the guest bedroom and ate me up. I was willing for things to end there or with just the oral sex but when his towel came off, I knew I had to have that dick inside me. All I can say is that I arrived at the workshop two hours later and he was the one who drove me there. That man can fuck. He is skilled like a qualified and famous porn star. Much respect for him.

I give Haley a smug look and the girl screams. She knows how to read between the lines. “All I can say is that my pussy is on fire and I need to put some ice one it for it to cool down.”
“OMG! I am so jealous right now. My guy can’t fuck even to save his own life.”

“Brad?”

“No and it’s Barren you Neanderthal.” I chuckle, covering my eyes. “Anyways that one is active. Trevor on the other hand, his dick should be cut off.”
I stare at her, shocked. “Trevor the lecturer? The married one? The one who works with his wife? I thought you ended that shit ages ago.”

“Friend, he funds my life. He actually transferred R20000 into my account and I put all of that in my savings account. That’s a lot and I don’t mind stale sex as long as my account is overflowing.”
“Barry has money though. I’m sure as time goes by, he can start giving you that money you get from Trevor.”
She shrugs. “Better the devil you know and the saint you don’t know shit about.”

I sigh. “But.” She quietens me with her hand and I huff. “Fine then. I will remove myself from that situation. Anyways, I am going out with Wesley tonight. Maybe the day might end in a steamy ending but we will see.”
“Please warn me in time when you wanna move out so that I can find a cool new roommate.”

I chuckle, rolling my eyes. My friend is so dramatic. “That is not going to happen. I only have a few months left or even a few weeks, not counting the recess. After that I am changing countries, so moving in with some guy I just met is not ideal. After this weekend, I am going back to my boring busy routine. Spending time in lecture halls and in the workshop.”

She scoffs. “You are already hooked on that pink dick. I am pretty sure you will be doing many walks of shame soon.”
“You are too dramatic, friend.” I stand up and collect my study material.

×××

“You look so sexy and beautiful.” He compliments me as he drives away from my place. I smile. I am glad that my efforts are appreciated. I am not over the top or have a dramatic dressing sense like many fashion students. I just love simplicity. And I also put on affordable clothes.
“Thank you.”
“So how is your pussy?”

If I had a drink, I would choke on it. The guy is so straight forward. It’s scary. “It is so fresh and firm. It’s like nothing entered it in the past 24 hours.”
He cracks up. “Baby, you can feign ignorance all you want. But if you are honest, then I don’t mind fucking you against the hood before we enter the restaurant.” Please fuck me.

I just roll my eyes and he continues laughing. When we get to the restaurant, we head inside and settle on our table. After allowing him to order for me because I don’t wanna embarrass myself, I take a deep breath and look around. People are the definition of elegance in here. Too classy. I feel a bit underdressed but I am a bit proud because I made this dress from scratch. The fabric and the details were really affordable and as an upcoming designer, you should know all the right places with good fabrics.

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