After breaking up with the love of his life, One of the guys finds themselves alone and unable to go without. With broken relationships and broken people finding ways to fix themselves, this season will be the most delicate season yet as Marius, Fin...
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(Finley POV)
I rest my chin between my thumbs, leaning over the desk and watching the professor do his thing. I had learned to ignore the sexy man sitting next to me with the red hair and the glasses. Yes, the guy in the striped button up shirt with the first button on his collar undone, where there was a single love bite on his beautiful neck in full view for the world to see.
This guy is sculpted like a dream, with his Western history book open in one hand while his other hand rested on my right thigh.
I stole side glances of him during lecture every now and then. His eyes never met mine which drove me insane. He leaned his book against the desk and rested his soft lips against the tip of his highlighter. His dark green eyes focused on the lesson and with full concentration, but not once did his hand leave my thigh.
Jealous of his ability to multitask, I stop looking at him. Trying to focus on the Reformation final coming up. A girl sitting by the window sits sideways and gives me a glance which I meet.
Ah, it was one of those girls whose name I'll never know on the long list of people I fucked before this idiot got to me.
She leans back in her seat and smiles at me, to be polite I smile back.
But someone was watching me.
I feel his warm hand slowly crawling up my thigh and I bite my lip, annoyed but unable to do anything without everyone taking notice. She leans back in her chair and I yawn.
"Hey Fin, do you want to study for the final in my dorm later?" She asks in a whispered voice. His hand circles my lap as a warning, I clear my throat trying to signal him to stop by he only gets closer.
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"Ah. I mean..." He reaches it and it took everything in me not to moan from this newfound excitement.
"Actually I'm studying tonight with someone else." I twitched. She shrugs me off and turns back around with such a dramatic air, it was if she wanted me to know I was missing out.
But nothing could be better than the way this sexy man was violating me under this desk. His fingers dancing in small erotic circles while I feel myself getting hot. Aching to have him right here, who cares about the students or professor.
I struggle to contain myself and as much as I wanted him to continue I shove his hand away. If he went any longer I didn't know if I would be able to control myself.
I try to calm myself down while pressing my forehead against the cool desk an look at him. The corners of his lips twisted up into a sly smile.
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His stupid gaze still not meeting mine while I was currently throbbing and in physical pain mixed with longing.
Annoyed as fuck, I grab my bag from under my desk and get up, walking out of the lecture hall and taking in a deep breath while I walk the hallway.
