𝕋𝕣𝕠𝕦𝕓𝕝𝕖

none of your business

𝓛𝓮𝓲𝓵𝓪

"Yes..." I moan as Alec lifts me up on my dresser before deeply thrusting his cock inside of me like his life depends on it. Bottles of cosmetics and perfume fall to the floor recklessly as he pounds into me.

"Harder," I tell him while biting his shoulder and he grunts before picking up the pace. This is the third time he's tried to fuck me this morning and honestly, I'm beat. My lips are swollen from kissing him and my body is sore due to the positions he's taken me in, and still I wasn't properly satisfied if you know what I mean.

It's been a couple of days since I've spoken to James. Of course I see him during class because I have no other choice. He looks absolutely miserable without me, but he brought this on himself.

Now I'm just using Alec to distract myself from doing anything reckless again.

He'a average in bed and definitely nowhere near James' level. That's the difference between a boy and a man. A man knows exactly where to pleasure a woman and how to dominate her body. A boy is only fucking you to get himself off and doesn't care whether you're having a good time or not.

I have to guide Alec exactly what to do every time he's with me. If I didn't I'd never get myself off at all.

I gasp as I finally come and arch my back against the wall until he sets me down.  "Fuck-you're so addicting." He mutters while pulling his pants back up.

"So I've been told." I sigh before slipping my shirt back on and walking outside my room to the kitchen to get some breakfast.

Eiza smirks my way as I walk past her in only a crop top and some panties to grab some orange juice and a waffle.

"You've worked up quite an appetite haven't you?" She teases me and I roll my eyes before taking a seat across the table. "How was he?" She asks, nosy as always.

"Let's just say I've had much better," I mumble and she bursts out laughing. I shush her when Alec leaves my room while putting his t-shirt on and kissing my cheek before taking a sip of my juice. I glare at him, and he just chuckles.

"Well I should get going, the guys are waiting for me at the house." He says and I wave him goodbye.

As soon as he leaves out the door my phone vibrates from a text and I rub my temples once I see it's another one of James' pathetic texts.

I can't do this much longer Leila, I need you here with me.

Well, you should've thought about that before lying to my face-is what I want to say but I won't give him an answer or a reaction.

Eiza grabs her things as she leaves for her morning class, I on the other hand will be staying home since I'm free today. I open my GPS app and go through James' whereabouts this past week, just out of curiosity. He's mostly gone to work and back home and occasionally to the grocery store or the library.

My eyes widen when I notice that his current GPS location is nearing my dorm room. The tiny blue dot on my phone screen comes closer and closer until I hear a knock outside the door. My heart practically jumps in my chest as I rush up to the door and look through the peephole.

There he is, James dressed in sweatpants and a black t-shirt with a baseball cap on, most likely to not be recognized around a building full of female college students who live off of spreading rumors. It's strange to see him not in his usual professional attire.

I contemplate answering the door but sigh when I realize I have no other choice. He won't leave unless I do. I swing open the door and his eyes look shocked that I actually answered. I grab him by his shirt and pull him inside before shutting the door quickly. His desperate eyes wander up and down my body reminding me I'm still in my undergarments. I grab my robe and wrap it around myself.

"Was someone just here?" He asks angrily.

"That's none of your business."

"It was him wasn't it." He scoffs. "That braindead jock you've decided to replace me with."

"Shut up." I snap and he shakes his head.
"Why don't you tell me what the hell you're doing here?" I ask with annoyance and he takes off his hat before he runs a hand through his hair.

"You weren't answering any of my texts, I had to make sure you were okay." He says in a hoarse voice.

"Oh please"- I start but stop and scrunch up my nose when I smell the strong stench of liquor on his clothes."Jesus, don't tell me you're drunk this early in the day?" I ask but he doesn't respond. He walks closer to me and tries to grab me by my waist but I slap his hand away. "Don't even think about it." I warn.

"Leila, baby I can't bare us being apart. I haven't been myself since you left me. It's slowly killing me." He says with dreadful eyes.
When I don't say anything he speaks up again.
"I told Julia I want some time apart." He tells me.

I raise a brow and cross my arms against my chest. "How did she take it?"

"She was angry at first, but then packed her things and left to live with her sister for a while." He says, still waiting for my response.

I bite my lip and walk closer towards him. I run my hands up his chest and he practically groans at my touch.

"Why did you lie to me, James?" I whisper and his guilty eyes look right into mine.

"I-I don't know, I'm sorry, I swear. All I know is I won't dare do it again." He pleads for my forgiveness and I sigh.

"There are plenty of other loyal guys out there who'll take me much more seriously than you did." I say watching his eyes panic. God, how I love making him feel vulnerable.

I widen my eyes when he literally gets on his knees in front of me, and grabs my hands in his. He kisses each knuckle before doing the same up my bare thighs. I let out a shaky breath when I feel his tongue against my inner thigh. "None of them can make you feel the way I do. Let me make it up to you."

"Hmm, I thought you said something about us not being realistic?" I sigh and he shakes his head.

"I was so wrong, you're the realest thing in my life right now. I'll quit my job if it means I can have you."

I can't take this any longer, I want him and I want him now.

"Get up," I demand and he does as I say. I wrap my arms around his neck and jump up so he can wrap my legs around his torso. The feel of his bulge rubbing against my crotch makes me moan crazily.

"Show me what you'd do to me if I was yours." I whisper against his lips and he walks us into my bedroom.

"Gladly."