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Pocketingmy phone,Ilet out a deep sigh.Anight with my new roomie and some drinks might just be whatIneed to wash my worries away.

CHAPTER FIVE

EMMETT

Sinceseeingher on her run at the crack of dawn this morning, my cock has been rock fucking solid.Sleephas been a useless thought asIlay here staring at the ceiling, hoping the throbbing erection tenting my pants goes away.ThelongerIlay here, the moreIrealize it’s not fucking going anywhere, soIdecide to take a shower to cool off.

AsIstrip off my clothes, my thick cock bobs and jerks against my abdomen attempting to gain my attention.Iclose my eyes and rub my hands down my face, letting out a frustrated sigh.Immediately, my mind is pummeled with images of her.Thosebig brown eyes peering up at me through thick lashes, and the way her breath hitched asIstroked a piece of her hair.Iwant to do more than make her breath hitch.Somuch more.

Iopen my eyes and reach inside the shower, turning the dial that releases ice cold water.Steppinginside and letting the coldness run over my body,Iexpect it to strip my mind of all thoughts surrounding my mystery woman.Thefrigid water and air do absolutely nothing to soothe my pulsating cock.Theurge for release is practically eating me alive.Igrab my cock, slowly pumping my hand up and down, the tip already leaking a bead of precum.

“Fuck,”Itighten my grip and rotate my hand from root to tip, rubbing leisurely while imagining she’s here in front of me.Ilean my free hand on the shower wall and continue to stroke myself.Myteeth clench asIpump faster.

Lettingmy daydream continue,Ipicture her on her knees with her lips spread open for me and her pretty pink tongue sticking out, ready to swallow me down.

“That’ssuch a good girl.”Ihum, stroking my thumb on her imaginary cheek.Cuppingthe back of her head,Ishove my aching cock all the way down her throat, which opens so easily for me, welcoming me home.Ican see her neck bulge from the invasion.Sofucking perfect.

Itdoesn't take long before my cock jerks in my grip and thick white ropes of my release spray against the shower wall causing me to grunt.Mydaydream ends as reality seeps in and her mouth is replaced with my hand.Ilet the spray of the water wash away the evidence of my forming obsession.

Iquickly finish showering and start to get ready for the day.Itisn't untilIlook at my phone thatIrealizeI'mlate for class.

“You’vegotta be fucking kidding me.”Igroan.IfJameshears about this, he'll have my head on a stick.He’dfucking enjoy it too.Iquickly finish getting ready and head to class.

Thelecture room doors swing open with a bang asIshove them open.Istride into the room, not caring that every head turnsto look my way.Whetherit’s because of my lack of punctuality or becauseI'mthe dean's son, neither matter.Itisn't untilInotice the familiar brown eyes from my previous fantasy looking at me, that a feeling other than indifference seeps in.

Thiswill be interesting.Whatis she doing in a business course?Ifind myself wanting to know more about her, wanting to knoweverythingabout her.Asshe turns her attention back to the front of the room,Itake a seat in the back that has direct sight on her.

Maybethese classes won't be so bad after all.Imake a mental note to always be on time, in fact early.I’mdetermined to learn my mystery girl's name, along with every other secret she holds close to her heart.

Asthe hour drags on,Icontinue to observe her every move.Ienjoy watching her.Iknow she can feel my gaze burning into the back of her head, as she shifts in her seat.Eventually, she turns around to look back at me.Hergaze meets mine andIlove that she knowsI’mwatching her.Iraise a hand and wiggle my fingers while maintaining eye contact.

Sherolls those pretty eyes and faces the front of the room again, but she so obviously shows that the thought of me studying her hasn’t left her mind.Oncemore, she whips her head around and catches my eyes.Idon’t dare look away.

Lettinga slow, venomous smirk form on my face,Imake sure my dimple makes an appearance.Sheimmediately narrows her eyes at me and swings back around.

Gettingcloser to the end of the lecture, a sign-in sheet is passed around the room to register our attendance.Icarefully watch when she retrieves the sheet and signs in, soIcan finally learn the name of the woman consuming my thoughts.Themoment the sheet reaches me,Isearch for her name untilIsee pretty cursive writing.BlairStirling.

Theprofessor starts wrapping up his lecture, causing me to get a sinking feeling in my chest at the thought of not being able to watch her anymore.Theidea to follow her plants like a seed in my mind and roots itself there.

Blairjust got herself a new guardian, a shadow.

Asother students start to file out of the room,Isit back and keep my eyes trained onBlairpacking up her things.Thatis, until a girl steps right in front of me blocking my view.

“HiEmmett,” she bats her eyelashes at me.Focusingon her face,Irealize she looks familiar.Curly, ginger hair frames her face and accentuates her pine colored eyes.Lorelei.Ilook up and roll my neck to loosen the tension knotting inside.

“Ithought we could get together again since our time last week was…cut short?”Shehesitantly questions.

“Lorelei, take the hint.It’snot going to happen.Fuckoff.”Irush out, scanning the halls, quickly trying to find my new little obsession.AlthoughBlairhas implanted herself into my brain,Ican't let her know that…yet.Spottingher,Ishoulder past the annoyance that blocked my view and ensureIstay far enough behind, asIfollow her so that she doesn't notice her new pet.

It’sfunny, usuallyI’mthe one in control, reins in my hands.ButwithBlair, there’s a foreign feeling.Theorgan that sits underneath my breastbone tightens and swells just from the thought of her.

Adrenalinestarts pumping through my veins at the thought of finding out where she lives.Iwant to know everything abouther.Iwant to consume her life the way she's begun to consume my every thought.Irealize how quicklyI'mslipping into the abyss of my infatuation, butI'mtoo enthralled with her to care.

Aswe get further down the path on campus, the crowd of students becomes sparse.Trailingfurther back,Iattempt to stick to the shadows to ensure she doesn’t notice me.Shemust feel me staring at her,I’mcertain of it, based on how she'll stop and glance around every once in a while.

Mycock starts to bulge at the thought of being caught, causing pressure against my zipper.Ireach down and adjust my erection in my jeans.Wouldshe be flattered if she knew she was affecting me this way or would she be scared?Idon’t know whichIwant to see more, her fear or her desire.

Blair’spetite legs pick up speed as she gets closer to a house.Itake notice of the house number and realize she doesn’t live a great distance from my place.

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