Kennedy
"Kennedy!" Aaron yells, running towards me.
My heart instantly drops, when I remember I have to confess today. He notices my sudden reaction and hesitantly wraps his arms around me.
"Are you okay?" he whispers.
"Yeah, I just... missed you so much," I cover up, kind of meaning it. I rest my head on his chest, wrapping my arms back around him.
"I missed you too," he says.
"Uh, hey guys," a familiar voice mumbles. I notice it straight away, Grayson's.
"Hey Gray," I awkwardly say, taking a step away from Aaron.
"Hey Kennedy," he quietly replies, "sup dude." Grayson "bro hugs" Aaron.
"Hey man," Aaron laughs. I look down at the concrete floor.
"Can we talk in your dorm after I unpack?" Aaron asks, looking down at me. I nod, he leans in to kiss me but I turn my head. That causes him to peck me on the cheek.
I look at Grayson who is smirking at me. I give him a 'wtf' face, which makes him bite his lip to stop himself from laughing.
"I'll see you soon," Aaron says, walking past me. Grayson walks closer to me, I push my hand against his hard chest.
"Don't. That was a one time thing, okay?" I say, watching him step back. I cross my arms, waiting for him to reply.
"You don't regret it though, do you?" he winks. He slightly laughs, about to walk towards the elevator behind me.
"That's not even funny," I look down, tucking a loose strand of hair shyly behind my ear.
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His breath fans down my body slowly. Every time he breathes out, the lower he gets. His finger tips eagerly hook around the sides my underwear, pulling the material down. My breath hitches as he pulls them off my legs before dropping them on the floor.
His eyes lustfully look up at me, as mine look down at him innocently. My scars are fully exposed but my curtains are closed so it's too dark for him to notice.
"Are you're ready?" he whispers with a low voice. I nod, almost begging him to in my head. His fingers trace over my bundle of nerves, making my legs flinch slightly. My breath becomes shaky as his fingers lightly graze the inside of my thigh. His palms grip my thighs tightly, enough to leave bruises.
"Just go," I breathe out. His face meets my core. It's almost as if his touch makes all my worries go away.
"Have you ever done this before?" he asks, noticing my awkwardness.
"No," I answer innocently. He smirks slightly, he looks back down at my body. His hands trace down my ribs, back down to my hips.
His tongue flicks down my pelvis to my opening before stopping to lick his lips.
"God damn Kennedy," he smirks once more, "wet already are we?"
I blushed and he chuckled softly. He bought his head back down and flicked his tongue inside me without warning. My back arched as I gripped his hair and moaned loudly. I could feel him smirking against me.
