Mariah Oneshots

Caution

****Sasha's POV****

I was sitting at my desk doing my biochemistry homework, playing the recording of the professor's lecture as I did so. It was a quiet evening for me....then again, most of my evenings were relatively quiet. I was a bit of a "goody two shoes", and always had been. I never partied, or drank or smoked, I didn't engage in sex with random partners or even make-out sessions for that matter, and I always made sure that my studies were top priority in my life.

"Ugh, fuuuuuck!!!" the dramatic outburst came, interrupting my quiet studying. I looked up from my notebook to see my roommate stumbling in the door, her blonde curls piled in a mess on top of her head and her short dress wrinkled at the bottom.

"Hey, cupcake! You're still buried in that science shit?" she questioned, a playful smirk on her face.

"Y-yes.....I have my midterm tomorrow morning." I softly answered, causing her brown eyes to widen.

"Oh shit, really? Well, good luck.....you're smart, though, so you probably got it." she weakly smiled, then she walked over to her bed and landed face down on top of it. As she did so, her dress rose up a bit to the point where the bottom of the curve of her ass was exposed.....all of which gave me a good enough view to know that she wasn't wearing any underwear.

"M-Mariah?" I stuttered, feeling my mouth go particularly dry as I tried to keep my attention away from her bare ass.

"Yeah, cupcake?" she hummed, her deep and melodious voice making my heart flip.

"A-are.....are you drunk?" I timidly asked, not wanting to offend her.

"Nah, babe....I'm just tired. I just got a particularly good fucking. See?" Mariah giggled. She got off of her bed and walked over to where I was sitting, then she sat on my desk and spread her legs in front of me.

"I-I, uhm.....I-I'm not sure I-I need to see that." I nervously responded.

"Don't you wanna touch it?" Mariah seductively asked, her hand going between her spread legs.

"U-uhm......"

"I want you to touch it, Sasha.....please? Can't you see how wet I am?" Mariah moaned, circling her clit. I gripped the pen that was in my hand so tightly that I thought it would snap in two, but it was my way of trying to resist touching her. I knew that once I touched her, things would go extremely far....I would make love to her, but she would just have sex with me. That was the problem with Mariah and I....I was madly in love with her, and she knew that. I could tell that she cared a great deal about me from the way I would find her cuddled up to me when I woke up in the mornings; I knew she cared about me from the way she would caress my cheek, or gently push my hair out of my face when she thought I was asleep. She might have even loved me as I loved her.....but she didn't know how to not break people's hearts. That's why I would try to resist her....I tried to resist, but she'd always pull me back.

"Mariah.....I can't, n-not tonight." I nearly whispered, watching as she slipped a finger into her wet folds.

"Please, babe? That guy was good tonight, but he doesn't even come close to what you do to me. All I thought about was you...." Mariah seductively said, slipping a second finger inside of herself. I bit my lip as I watched her pump her fingers, her hips pushing forward and her head falling backwards as she pleased herself.

"Mmmm, Sasha.....te quiero......" she husked out, sending chills down my spine and stirring up a pulse between my legs. Having the beautiful girl masturbating on top of my desk and calling my name was the most erotic thing, and I wanted so desperately to take her.