Page 819 of Filthy Elites

It's just as well he changed the subject because I shouldn't have asked him that question in the first place. I expected him to tease me, to make a comment about wanting me because maybe I enjoy our banter, our dancing, our verbal sparring, our literal grappling… both kinds…

But the thought of having a second romp with him does make me nervous.

Not what he’s referring to, though.

“Not yet,” I say in a rush. “The day of? I’ll be trying not to puke.”

“Make sure you eat a little something beforehand,” he says. “The last thing we need is for you to feel faint.”

“I’ll be sure to eat something small,” I inform him.

“I’ll keep a banana on hand just in case you need an energy boost.”

“Why is it that guys like to watch girls eat a banana?” I ask. “I mean, yeah, fine, it looks like a cock, but we’re biting it. I don’t think guys want their cock bitten.”

“Maybe a few wouldn’t mind.”

“Those who like pain, I guess.”

“A light bit of pressure from teeth might not be a terrible thing.”

“Hmm. Find someone else to see if you like it.”

“Should I remove a few ribs so I can try?” he jokes.

“Why not just find a willing girl?” I ask a bit uncomfortably.

My way of saying we won’t do it again.

The look he gives me speaks volumes.

“You aren’t a player?” I blurt out.

“Maybe my playing days are done,” he says. “Maybe they’ve been done for a long while yet.”

“Seriously? College only just started. Now’s the time to be reckless and wild and free.”

“Some people are made for that. You and I, we’re cut from a different mold, don’t you think?”

I swallow hard. Pointing out similarities… not wanting to be with another girl…

Shit. I really did fuck up.

But it had been so damn good for me and clearly for him if he won’t even think of being with another woman…

“A mold who wants to work hard,” I say. “Did you finish the assignment for Mr. Kang yet?”

“Yes. You?”

“Almost, which is why I should get going.”

He eyes me curiously and then shakes his head.

“What’s on your mind?” I ask, trying to sound nonchalant.

“Maybe, and this is only if you stick it out, but maybe Sensei will one day hire you, and if we were to work together, we could carpool.”

“Wouldn’t Sensei want us to work on separate days so he could have backup?”

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