Page 1 of Regrets

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LINC

“God, you’re so sexy. I love the ink.”

Please shut up. Her voice is fucking cringeworthy, and I can already tell that keeping my dick hard is going to be a chore.Maybe I could gag her.

The blond currently straddling me lifts off her dress, tossing it to the side and showing me a decent pair of tits which could be worth the godawful commentary.

My hands move up her sides slowly before cupping her tits in my hands and squeezing slightly. Her head falls back, and she moans while rubbing herself against my cock.

There we go. That’s what I need. Just shut the fuck up.

Her hands slide over my bare torso, her fingernails digging into my skin but not deep enough.

Come on. Draw blood.

“Wow, that view is absolutely incredible.”

Fucking really?

The house I’m renting—okay, my parents are renting—while I’m in college isn’t a typical college house near campus. It’s located on the outskirts of town on the lake. And I mean, right onthe lake. My large bedroom window looks out on the sparkling lake surrounded by trees.

I flip the chick over so she’s under me and pull my pants down, just wanting to get this shit over with at this point. I kick my jeans off all the way and reach for a condom in the table next to my bed. She lays under me in only her pink, silky panties.

I briefly wonder what’s going on in her head. What makes a girl like her go home with a guy she just met at a party? She’s intelligent enough, at least she’s currently going to college. Although, book smarts certainly don’t equal street smarts.

“Oh fuck, baby. You’re so fucking hot for me aren’t you?”

God damn it, P.The manly growl came from one bedroom over.

The girl below me sits up on her elbows, her large, doe-eyes widening even more. “What was that?”

A loud, feminine moan floats through the thin wall, “Don’t stop. Right fucking there.” Then, the unmistakable sound of the headboard banging against the wall follows.

“That would be my roommate getting laid.”

The sounds grow louder, and the girl I’m with seems to be listening intently, her ear turned toward the wall. “Well, it sounds like he’s not too bad at what he does.” Her hand slides up over my stomach. “Let’s hope his roommate knows what he’s doing too.”

I place my hand on her shoulder, urging her to lay back down, and she does. “She.Andshehas never fucking known what she’s doing.” I lean forward slightly. “And I don’t like to be questioned.”

She looks puzzled. “She?”

“Yup.” I’m really fucking tired of this chick. I’m not sure what the fuck I was thinking. She didn’t stop talking the entire drive back to my house. I should have dumped her ass before we got away from campus.

Now, her confusion just continues to brew, and she still can’t shut the fuck up. “You live with a woman?”

I grip the thin straps of her panties. “I don’t want to talk about my roommate.”I don’t want to talk at all.

But apparently, she can’t give me what I want and just keeps going. “Are you sure she’s just a roommate? I’ve never heard of a guy and girl living together and not fucking.”

“And who says we’re not?”

The girl covers herself with her hands as she looks up at me, now looking less curious and more horrified. “What is this? Some kind of weird orgy thing?”

Christ.I sit up and pick her dress up from the floor, handing it to her. “You should just go.”

“What?” She sits up, clutching the dress to her chest, her face full of shock. “You want me to leave because I asked a damn question?”

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