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» Twenty-Two

"Wow" Was all Wilmer said as we both attempted to catch our breath. I hummed a chuckle in agreement as my nails grazed up along his defined chest. Looking up at him with a smile, he planted a soft kiss on my lips, followed by a tired smile back.

"Babe, you should go. I have assignments to do." I said, moving my body off of his before sitting on my knees next to him, the blankets tangled in the lower half of my body as the rest was left exposed. I wasn't anxious about him seeing my body anymore, it wasn't anything he hadn't already seen.

Smirking, I noticed Wilmer's eyes trailing along the upper half of my body. "I have to finish the Shakespeare essay that you gave out, plus I have a history assignment as well that I haven't even started. I'm probably going to..." I trailed off, getting frustrated with how Wilmer wasn't listening to a word that I was saying "Wil, stop that!" I snapped as he looked up at me with innocent eyes.

"Stop what?" He smirked, he knew exactly what he had been doing.

I rolled my eyes in annoyance. "Stop looking at me as if I'm something to eat."

Wilmer licked his lips, intentionally to annoy me even further. "I can't, they have a mind of their own."

"Yeah okay, whatever. I'm going to hand in my resume to some places this week, and hopefully, I get an interview at least."

"That's great, you just need to relax and be yourself." He said, one of his arms snaking across the bed, his fingertips brushing against my upper thigh as I felt my stomach tingle under his tender touch.

"Wil, stop I have all of that stuff to do."

Wilmer bit his lip hungrily. "Baby, one more round, please?"

I hummed in thought as I playfully smacked his hand, resulting in him jerk his hand away from my body. Before I knew it, my back had hit the mattress and I was getting showered with kisses and light tickles. "Wil, s-stop t-tickling me!" I stuttered between laughter.

He was too heavy to push off of my body, but he had soon stopped tickling me. I kind of enjoyed when he showered me with kisses, it was just that lately, he had been doing a lot of it. I sucked in a shallow breath as the older man began to nibble on my neck.

"I really do have things to do..." I trailed off, a soft moan leaving my lips as I slowly surrendered to him.

"But" kiss. "you're" kiss. "not" kiss. "stopping" kiss. "me" kiss. He says in between each kiss that he left trailing down my neck, leading to my exposed breasts.

"Because you are too fucking heavy to push off!" I stammered jokingly.

"I don't see you trying." Wilmer winked, taking one of my nipples between his teeth as I attempted to ignore his teasing.

"Maybe I don't want to." I closed my eyes, pushing the pleasure to the back of my mind as I didn't want to show him the power that he held over me right now.

"Maybe you want round three." The man suggested. Oh lord, I'm not going to be able to walk after this weekend.

"Maybe I do." I teased, my voice heavy.

"Let me find out." Gently, he spread my legs just enough to fit his head between them.

As pleasuring as all of this sex was, it was almost all we had done lately.

..

I removed myself from the bed and went to the bathroom to pee quickly. The quiet snores of Wilmer filled the room as I tiptoed around the space in an attempt not to wake him. Once I was done, I made my way back to the bed, snuggling against Wilmer as I leant up to his ear. "I know that must have been a workout, but wake up."