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"I guess no kissing for you this weekend," Wes says innocently as he gives me a wink. I just shake my head, but myheart races as I feel his fingers on my leg. I look over at him, and there's a dark, devious look in his eyes. He leans forward to whisper in my ear. "But I’m sure a blowjob with this big, juicy lips would feel like heaven." His tongue lightly licks my earlobe, and I almost jump out of my seat. This man is trying to tease and torment me. I know that now. I just smile sweetly at him. I will get my revenge. And it will be sharp and sweet.

Chapter Twelve

Wes

"Dinner last night was fun." Erica yawns on the other end of the phone. "Thanks for rescuing Sabrina and me. We had a good time."

"I'm glad," I say slowly, not sure if she's going to ask me more about what she'd been told. "When are you girls going to come and pick up your stuff? Is it going to be this weekend?"

"I'm not sure. I have to study." She groans loudly. "My study group for the macroeconomics final is meeting for five hours today so we can go over some old exams. I know Sabrina has to write a paper, but maybe she can go over and pick up everything. Text her and ask her."

"I don't want to bother her if she's doing work."

"It's fine, Wes, but if you can wait, I can come during the week, or you can bring it to Grandma's tomorrow, and that way, neither one of us has to go over there."

"I'm not sure if I can make it to Grandma's tomorrow," I lie. "I'll text Sabrina and see if she can come and get the stuff."

"Okay, cool. Well, I'm going to sleep for another hour, then I'm headed to the library. Talk to you soon."

"Bye." I hang up and walk to the bathroom, disrobing from my sweaty gym shorts and shirt as I turn on the shower. I spent the morning playing basketball with some guys at the gym, and now I need to clean up. My brain goes to the night before as I step into the gray slate shower. The dinner had gone well; we all chatted, laughed, and talked about old times, and the evening ended with Miles and me dropping Sabrina and Erica off at their dorm in a taxi. If I weren't a gentleman, I would have persuaded Sabrina to come back to my place. I would have asked her if she still wanted to have her wicked way with me. Though I’m not sure if I'd still be her first. Not that I cared. I don't respect women any less if they've been with other men. Though, for some reason, I do hope Sabrina is still a virgin. For selfish reasons. I want to be the first man to make her orgasm. My hands fly to my cock as I picture how differently that night could have gone if I hadn't given a shit. I think about her pussy lips rubbing against her panties, spilling over onto the head of my hardness. I can still smell her juices. Still feel her little nub as she'd rubbed back and forth on me, pleasuring herself. Fuck. I want to be inside of her. I explode into my hand and allow the shower water to rinse it down the drain before I grab the soap and clean myself off. This is not the first time I've had this daydream in the shower, but it is the first time it has been this intense. It’s the first time I’ve wanted to take action and actually make it happen. I grab the shampoo and pour it onto my scalp and scrub for a few minutes before turning off the water and stepping out. I'm not sure what I'm doing, but I grab my phone and shoot Sabrina a text.

Wes: Hey, you got a minute?

Sabrina: Yes.

Wes: I was just wondering when you'd be able to come by and pick up your stuff from my apartment. Unless you were planning on using it to get ready for another date. Which, I don't mind...if you allow me to help you choose your next outfit, of course.

Sabrina: ... ...

Wes: Nothing came through?

Sabrina: I didn't want to cuss out the man investing in my new business.

Wes: Oh, so now you're going to be all sweet with me?

Sabrina: I've always been sweet.

Wes: I have reason to contradict you. :)

Sabrina: Okay. I don't know when I can come. Maybe Erica can pick everything up.

Wes: She's in a study group this weekend, and I was hoping it would be gone before I go out of town on Monday, as I have a cleaner coming in, and I don't want to confuse her.

Sabrina: God forbid she gets confused by a couple of items of clothing.

Wes: Female clothing.

Sabrina: Oh, true, anyone would be shocked to see that a woman would be interested in going over to your place.

Wes: Sure, little wren...women never want to be around me....

Sabrina: I'm sure they don't.

Wes: So, when are you coming?

Sabrina: I don't know. I have a paper to write, and I'm thinking of going to a coffee shop, but I guess I could come up afterwards and grab it, then take it back on the train with me. If it's that important.

Wes: Sounds like a plan. I can grab a pizza if you think you'll be hungry afterwards.

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