Domnic's POV
Throughout the second test, I couldn't get that image of her bruised wrist out my head. Why would a man hurt the woman they claim to love? Punk ass bitch aught to try that shit with me.
The class just finished and I'm sure Jocelyn is gonna try to give back the shirt. But, I want her to keep it. The look on her face when she first put it on had me getting hard. Just watching her walk around class wearing my shit was fucking with me. Big time.
The last person left out and I finally got my stuff together. While walking up front to drop off the test, Jocelyn started to take off the sweatshirt. Oh dam baby........don't do this to me, I was begging her in my head.
When I stopped walking to watch her, I got lost in a daydream of her and I making love. Then the faces she made to put on or to take off my shirt had me visioning the faces she would make while I'd be balls deep in it. Remembering her moan and groans from last night still had me on a fucking high. Closing my eyes to remember last night, still, I can faintly taste her sweet ass cookie in my mouth. Eyes still closed and licking my lips, I was caught up in that thought and I didn't even notice when Jocelyn walked up to me to hand over the sweatshirt.
When she touched my arm, it seemed that her touch brought me back to reality. I know she saw the expression that was on my face. I just hope that she didn't see how 'happy' I was just being in a room next to her.
She tried to give me the shirt but I made her realize that it was still cold outside and 1 less of a shirt wouldn't be a problem for me.
By the time that I made it to my apartment on campus, I felt like I was going through withdrawal's without her. So, I text her until it was time to see her.
Me: Are you still coming tonight? I had a long hard day, I could really use your company thickness......
Jocelyn: Really, a long......hard.....day, you say?
Me: I didn't mean it like that.... Get yo mind out the gutta thickness. I just need to see you.
Jocelyn: I'm sorry. I just ASSUMED that all guys were alike.
Me: Maybe all your exes, but not me.
Jocelyn: Thickness?
Me: I don't mean to offend, but those thick ass thighs looked good as hell in them jeans today!!
Jocelyn: I thought that you were serious about this dare. This chance to win my heart?
Me: When it comes to you and your safety, I'm very serious Boo.
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