Samantha ( last day of school before Thanksgiving break)
I woke up drenched in sweat. It's almost the end of November, yet California weather is as always- unpredictable.
Yesterday it rained and I wore a jacket with rain boots to get to class. It's barely 7:30 in the morning and it's already hot. I glanced at my phone and looked up the weather, sunny all day with dry winds. The temperature now was 89° f. It could spike up to 110° since our university is surrounded by desert.
Russell and I have been getting closer and closer. We make out when we're alone, and given that Kim and Brandon have noticed something is going on, they've given us space. They come around once in a while to hang out, but they haven't slept over like they usually did.
I decided to go get a cold drink. I had worn comfy pj's to sleep thinking it was going to continue being cold, and now, I was completely drenched in sweat. I decided to strip myself and change. I discarded my underwear and went with loose booty shorts and an oversized t-shirt. Friday's class starts late, but since we had mid-semester exams, we didn't have to worry about classes today. At least not until ten this morning.
Usually, at this time, Russell is already in class. He has a 7 a.m. class on Fridays. So, I knew I had the place to myself, given Brandon didn't fall asleep on our couch again by any chance that he changed his mind. Though I won't lie, I'd love for Russell to be here, he's spent a few nights asleep next to me, but the tension between us has just increased. I have been on edge with him lately. He gets me so turned on.
I've been extremely hormonal around him, but I doubt he has noticed. He looks like a nice quiet guy, with glasses and sophisticated attire. But he has a killer body, I can't seem to keep my hands off those muscles. I just found he likes to kickbox, and he's really good. He hides his tattoos behind his casual look, which just makes him even hotter if you ask me.
He took me training the other day, and my God... Did he look good in nothing but training shorts and gloves.
I walked half asleep towards the kitchen and grabbed a glass from the cupboard filling it with water and gulped the whole thing down. It was so damn hot.
I moaned at how good the water felt going down my throat, making my quenching desires satisfied. A few droplets made their way down my neck and to the middle of my breast. I slowly traced my hand over it to spread the cool feel of the water.
"Ahem! Good morning Sam." Russell's husky voice startled me making me jump in place. He has this husky voice that makes you want to straddle him and rock your hips on top of him. The pressure between my legs began to rise again. This was getting out of hand, just hearing his voice made me rattled up.
"Russ? Wha- what are you. . .doing here?" I stuttered, smiling awkwardly.
He stood there with a coffee in hand and his arm resting against our glass door leading to the balcony. He wore nothing but a pair of thin layered pajama pants. God he looked heavenly, good lord, Sam, get it together. I'm seriously losing control.
He smiles, hangs his head slightly, and strides his body my way. He looks so smoking hot. I fantasized about how good it would be to run my tongue softly, tracing those six, no! Eight pack he flaunted so effortlessly and down that v-shape.
"I don't have class today. My professor sent out an email last night letting us know the class was canceled. My next class doesn't start till 11, so I guess I have a few hours to relax until then." He explains walking slowly towards me. He stops right in front of me momentarily and smiles. I bite my bottom lip and press my legs together to suppress the tingling between my legs. The more I had him in front of me, the more I wanted to jump and wrap my legs around him and kiss him senselessly.
"Oh, tha- that, that's good news, Russ." I smiled and panted nervously. I needed to get out of his way before he realized I was becoming completely aroused. I froze, realizing my shirt was a bit see-thru and I had rejected wearing a bra because I thought I was alone and the day was too hot already.
His hands grip my waist effortlessly, but so delicately. He smiles, lifting my chin and placing a feather-like kiss on my lips. And that did it, I melted in his arms, feeling my feet weaken.
His eyes roamed down my shir, making him bite his bottom lip as he enjoyed the sight before him.
He groaned, claiming my lips. After a few minutes of kissing, we parted, gasping for air. My eyes clouded as I tried to regain my posture.
"I should um..... Get going. I have to shower and get ready for my class too." I said nervously and smiled.
"Ok." He responds with a smirk, admiring the effects he had in my body by his touch and kisses. I turn, biting my lip and closing my eyes, taking the first step to walk away.
Just as I take my second step, I feel his strong hand on my waist as he pulls me back against his hard chest. "Sam, wait." He says in a low husky tone. His voice vibrated through my body, sending sparks throughout my body, sending showers down my spine.
"Russ-" I panted, my chest rising erratically. I gasped as I felt his bulge poke my bottom. "Sam, I want you so bad." He whispered in my ear, making an involuntarily moan escape me. His hand slowly trailed up and caressed the crease of my breast.
"Russell," I whispered slowly, embracing the lustful feel of his touch. I threw my head back against his shoulder, pressing myself harder against him. His other hand gripping my hip bone, and pressing me against him. His bulge increasing as I rubbed against it.
His hand softly trailed along my shorts line and down my thigh, kissing my neck and moving my hair out of the way. He slowly caressed my thigh and trailed his hand towards my inner thigh.
He sucked on my neck, finding the sensitive part as my hands gripped his legs, squeezing them as my pressure built. A moan escaping me as he got closer to where I wanted him. He slowly moved closer until he hit my walls. His fingers gliding softly between my legs. He grunted, realizing I was wet.
"Sam," His husky voice whispered my name, it sounded heavenly in his lips.
I slowly turned and met his lips against mine, making me kiss him hungrily. His hands grasped my bottom, pulling me up and making me wrap my legs around his waist and my hands around his neck. His muscles flex as he places me down on the kitchen island top.
I hitch my breath as I feel the cold top on my bottom and thighs, throwing my chest forward against him. A small grunt escapes him as I tilt my head back and he takes it as his cue to attack my neck with his tongue once more, leaving wet kisses along my neck and collar bone, making me dig my nails on his back.
He slowly slides his hands between my legs, moving his fingers against my walls, making me gasp. My mouth wide open and he takes advantage to crash his lips on mine, invading my mouth and biting my lip. His left-hand pulls me closer against him.
I can't help but spread my legs wider, giving him more access to me and arching my back as I delight in the pleasure he mounts my body in.
He slowly glides his fingers inside, and it feels so heavenly. "Aahhh, Russell." My voice comes out in a pleasured moan making him grunt. This is it, the moment we have both been waiting for. I have been wanting him, fantasizing about him almost every night. I need him in me, and I need him now.
I tug on his pants strap, running my hand along with his bulge, and grab it through the fabric firmly on my hand. The butterfly feeling in my stomach just increases higher when his manhood twitches in my hand, making me spill more of my wetness on his hand. "Fuck Sam. . you feel so good." His voice erratic and I tilt my head and moan as I begin to cause friction with my hand over his bulge, pressing myself hard against his fingers to get him deeper inside me.
"Russ, I need you. I need you now." My voice quivers.
Then, without notice, the door opens, making us break apart. I jump off the kitchen island, his hands resting on either side of me as he tries to collect himself.
"Hello..." Kim announces as we both breath erratically and are left dumbfounded. I gulp hard, trying to calm my hormones down and regretting giving Kim a damn copy of my keys.
"Oh...shit. I... I am so...sorry. I didn't mean to."
"It's fine, Kim. I should uh, I'll see you, girls, later. I need to, umm, take a shower and get ready. I'll see you later, Sam." Russell says as he kisses my already swollen lips and walks away.
God, I don't know how much longer we'll be able to hold off. Worst of all, I want him so bad, and he's going to be spending the week at my parent's house for Thanksgiving break. How in the world will I be able to handle this?
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