• Sonya •
"And I am done!" I sent off the four page paper on the topic of 'Child neglect' to Mrs. Trent's work email before slowly closing my laptop. I placed the laptop to my left, on top of my mini desk, before slowly crawling out of bed. It was one in the afternoon on this rainy Saturday. I have been up since nine working on that paper and I was thankful to have finished it before four. Now I can mess with my favorite NYC hood rat.
"Chey!" I jumped on top of her sprawled out body and coated her face with wet kisses. She groaned loudly as she tried to push my face away from hers, all with her eyes still closed. I giggled as I held her hands above her head and grinned down at her upset face. "What do you want," she spoke through clenched teeth as she glared up at me. I pouted at how mean she was being before leaning in pressing my lips to her wrinkled forehead. "Why are you acting like that?" I whispered in her ear as I made myself comfortable on top of her.
I placed soft kisses along her jawline until my lips slowly gravitated to her now moist lips. "You don't want me to kiss you?" I placed my lips on the corner of hers and let them linger for a quick second before looking up at her. Her eyes were now closed and she was snoring lightly into my hair. Rolling my eyes, I carefully removed my body from on top of hers and made my way over to the small bathroom that was connected to the dorm room. After peeing and washing my hands thoroughly, I made my way back into the dorm room. "You need to get the fuck up, Chey. It's almost one thirty."
"Shut uppp," she whined before covering her face with one of the pillows that was previously supporting her head. I don't understand how she could sleep in so late, as if her body wasn't running on an academic schedule. It doesn't matter if it is the weekend or not, I will get up at seven thirty every morning because that it the time that I have trained my body to be up by. I pulled a bottle of Poland Spring water from the white mini fridge that was positioned by our dorm room door. "We have a Project Africa meeting today at three..." I reminded her as I took a seat at the edge of her bed.
She grumbled something lowly to herself before snuggling even deeper into her bed. I gulped down a large sum of the water as I watched her chest heave up and down as she snored softly. She needed to get up right now. I slowly lifted the portion of the covers that were keeping her feet warm, and poured the remaining ounces of my ice cold water onto her ankles. "AHHHH WHAT THE FUCK BITCH!" She shrieked as she jumped out of her sleep,and ripped the covers from her body.
I snickered loudly at her reaction. Oh my gosh, I should of gotten that on tape. "You think this shit it funny?! My fucking bed is wet now! And my foot is fucking freezing!" She snatched the empty bottle from my hand and shoved it in my face while I continued to laugh my ass off. "Calm the fuck down." I managed to speak through my heavy laughing fit. I leaned back on my elbows and watched as she wiped her feet with sheets of Bounty paper towel. She glared at me as she disposed of the wet paper towels in the little recycling bin by the front door.
"Get the fuck up, yo..." She rolled her eyes as she began to pick up the wet comforter. I was sitting on the end of it so she couldn't fully remove it from the bed until I stood up. "Sonya get the fuck off, I'm not smiling with you." She spat as she tried to pull the comforter from underneath me. She was too cute when she was mad. I glanced down at the nude colored spandex shorts that she went to bed in, and bit down into my bottom lip. I have been horny ever since I got up this morning.
I finally removed my body from the bed once I peeped how red her caramel toned face was growing. Walking over to where she stood at the head of the bed, I pulled her over to my single bed by the waistband of her shorts. I sat on the edge of my bed while she stood before me with her arms crossed over her chest and this irritated expression on her face. "Can you let me go? I need to change my sheets-" I cut her off by slipping my hand into the front of her shorts and then into her thin panties.
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