|Bad Boy|
"Could you take care of a broken soul?"-Jess Glynne
Blaze Xander is alluring, attractive, and severely charming. All the girls at Homewood University are dying to be in his arms. But what they don't know is: a traumatic and painful past ha...
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"Cause you stop my heart. I can't focus on anything."—Melanie Fiona.
Opening Theme Song: 'You Stop My Heart' by Melanie Fiona.
A/N: Please don't forget to read the Introduction page. It is very important, so please read it before moving on.
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Blaze
"I am almost there, Blaze."
A breathless whisper drags me from my idle gazing at the ceiling as Melissa Jones rotates her hips against my groin, her thick black hair perched onto one side of her neck.
The golden sun rays pouring through the cream curtains glistens on her wet skin as she bites her plump lips in satisfaction. Shooting me a seductive smile that is immediately replaced with a face of pleasure, she lowers her lips to my neckline, to which I almost grimace. "I am so close."
I roll my eyes. Just cum already, good lord. I am starving and the campus cafeteria normally runs out of burgers at approximately one in the afternoon. This is taking up all my damn time.
She's shivering, moaning, riding her way to bliss, and I glance at my watch impatiently while she ventures wet, cringy kisses along my neck. Since her eyes are now closed, she has no idea that my groans are as fake as her rear.
12:55!
I hiss audibly and she lifts her head. Her movements are faster now and if she keeps this up, no doubt she will be fracturing my ribcage.
"Did you just suck your teeth, baby?"
I force a smile. "Nope, that was a moan."
She beams. "Mm, really?" She throws her head back, circling her waists like the apparent professional she is. At this point, I am getting quite bored and my stomach is rumbling. My eyes dip to my watch again.
I:00pm!
Na-ah.
"I got to run," I say flatly, gripping her naked thighs and throwing her off me. She falls backward off the bed with a yelp and I open my eyes wide, hiding a laugh.
Shit.
Her face scrunches up in confusion and she rubs the back of her head while climbing back onto the bed. She watches me get up with a crinkled nose. "Where are you going, Blaze?"
"The cafeteria," I reply blankly as I push a leg into my jeans, balancing on one leg like a professional acrobat. "I am hungry."
She gapes.
"Want something?" I ask, but not caring for a reply as I pull my arms through the sleeves of my white T-shirt, dragging it over my head. I frown when I see her thick lipstick stain on my sleeve and I tug at the hem, scrutinizing the red mark. "Damnit..."
