Nothing We Could Do

Chapter 20

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Ivanna regretted it.

I frowned down at the unread message I'd sent her hours ago, asking if she had gotten back to her dorm safe.

The moment I'd woken up once again with a pounding hangover and an empty bed that hadn't been so empty the night before (this time I was more than sure of it) I knew instantly that she regretted her decision to have sex with me, just as I warned her she would.

And now she wasn't responding to my texts. And now I had a stubborn hard on that wouldn't go down.

I shifted in the car seat, refreshing my screen but still, no reply from her. It was normally the other way round. What was I, Kioshi Harada, doing texting a girl after sex?

Sure, it had been the best sex of my fucking life and only made me think of her naked body and lustful moans even more —this time with memory instead of imagination. So what?

She didn't mean anything.

Just as I finished that thought, my brain chose that exact moment to remember how god dammed sexy she looked as she rode my dick whilst my hands were tied on either side of the headboard.

"I like having you like this,"

I watched Ivanna's every move as she leaned forward, pressing her tits on my chest as she trailed over my securely tied hands that strained to reach her.

"Your all at my mercy," She whispered as she slowly lowered her tight wet pussy over my cock.

I vividly recalled watching her beneath hooded eyes, watching her use me to satisfy herself until she came all over my-

"Kioshi?"

Naveen glanced at me thought the rearview mirror.

I blinked, eyes going from him to Zeke who had both regarded me with strange looks, "Huh?"

Zeke raised his brows, "He was asking if you want to drive us back, which," He added, "Means laying off the drinks."

"Yeah fine whatever," I mumbled, shifting in my seat in an attempt to find a comfortable position in which my dick didn't feel like it was going to burst out of my pants.

"At the party last night, where'd you go after the basement? People were saying you went up with some chick."
I didn't miss the slight narrowing of Naveen's eyes as he glanced at me through the rearview mirror.

"Yeah," I shrugged, "Some chick."

I rubbed over the red marks on my wrists absent mindedly as we pulled up in the parking spot of some place.

Zeke whistled, "Whoever she was, feel free to introduce her to me."

"Huh?" I turned back to find them both staring down at the marks on my wrists which I hadn't even realized were on display.

"Find your own chicks," I grumbled, pulling down my sleeves.

Like hell I would let either of them get a chance with Ivanna.

Naveen laughed, "Cone on man, share. I bet she wouldn't mind, besides, it's not like you've never done it before."

"That was years ago," I rolled my eyes, "Why do you always bring it up?"

Zeke smirked, "You gotta admit, that night was hella fun."

Freshman year, the three of us drunk as hell, post game win, and two eager friends who liked to play with each-others pussies whilst we watched. According to Zeke and Naveen, a night to remember. According to me, a nightmare seeing as one of them turned out to be the daughter of one of my mother's closest friends. I guess that night fed into her weird delusion she'd had that I was madly in love with her.