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(do not read this chapter if you're uncomfortable with smut)

ASHER

NOW IS NOT THE TIME TO BE HARD.

Now is not the time to be hard.

Now is not the time to be hard.

And I'm hard.

Riley Becker's ass is pushed up against me.

All the juiciness of her butt that I desperately want to feel with my bare hands are squished against my crotch. She'd bend her knees and push her ass out to fit under the bed while laying down on her side and I happen to be the one behind her getting a whiff of her shampoo, perfume and just her.

It's clear I'm on the list to be tortured.

But she doesn't know she's doing it. She just wants to stay hidden from Jade's roommate.

Under the bed is hot as fuck. It's suffocating and dark despite the lights shining in the room from the ceiling. I can't stretch my legs out and if I move now, I risk getting us caught.

Speaking of Jade's roommate. Her feet leap closer and closer to the bed. The atmosphere gets tense. Every muscle in my body stiffens. Bright colored Nike sneakers stop short by the bed with an ear shattering creak. She knows something is off, the duvet lifts by an inch and I think both Riley and I accept our fates.

My heart is pounding. My breath holds in my chest.

Another lift and more air escapes.

"Yeah. No. I'm still here."The roommate's voice slices into the silence. "I thought I saw something." She releases the duvet and Riley lets out a sigh of relief beside me.

There's no one else in the room so who is she speaking with?

I can't see what's going on but I can hear items being moved around and the sound of her footsteps. "If you told me that I was spending the night at yours I would've packed. I just thought you wanted us to go to the bar and chill." Something zips and I'm assuming that's the sound of her night bag. She's definitely on a phone call. "Yeah I'll just grab a few things I won't be long."

Riley's voice chops in a whisper. "Are you hard right now?"

I drop my voice low too. "Try having someone's ass on your crotch."

Not just anyone's ass. Hers. Still.

There's no retort on her end but she shushes me as if she wasn't the one who asked the question in the first place.

Zoning back into the roommate's conversation. What was her name again? It was on the door but I can't remember it. "Yeah. Jade's gone. I don't know what's going to happen to her. She has a hearing on Tuesday. Yeah, the one I was telling you about. She keeps stealing from other people bruh."

A sigh draws out. "She's my roommate and I love her but she's wrong if she did this. She said she didn't do it. I don't know Jade lies so much I can't believe everything she says. She's very secretive and shit. Who is she gonna steal from next? Me?"

I can't hear what the person on the other end says but to her response, I can tell it's her boyfriend that we were told about. "Bae, you can't say that. I can't punch the girl if she steals from me but I'm definitely going to report her ass."

The same zipping sound makes a return. "People have been talking. They're saying she's gotten away twice. She might not this time. Oh, she definitely can't be trusted." More footsteps on the floorboard. "You think it's fake? Her niceness? Bae! I know you've met her. Yeah. You're right. Now when you say that makes you really think, you know?"

She's silent for another moment before she continues. "Well if it comes out that she did steal this girl's painting and acted like it's her own then what would Jade not do to me? I don't think I would be able to look her in the face. I don't need someone like that as my roommate. I'd be scared to leave my assignments around her. I don't get it though. Her parents can afford tutors and everything else she needs. If she needs help, she got it. They paid for her, I'm the one on a scholarship here. Exactly."

A rich thief?

"Shiiiiit. I should be the one stealing. I'm saying. We'll know on Tuesday. Aight. I'm coming back out now." Hurried footsteps usher to the door. The light clicks off. The door opens and then closes. Outside the footsteps the steps get lighter and lighter until I can't hear anything anymore.

A breath of relief escapes Riley and she scoots out from under the bed.

I move out behind her. "You good?"Jade's a thief but at least her room is clean.

Riley's eyes shine in the dark. "Yeah. Let's just look under Jade's mattress."

I do the lifting.

"You heard what her roommate said, right? It's not just me?" She asks, sorting through a blue plastic bag. Nothing of importance.

"Yeah. I wouldn't trust Jade if I was her."

Halfway through the search, Riley mutters under her breath. The ripped page from her sketchbook just like she said. I'm impressed by her artistic ability, I can't draw for shit but Riley is undeniably talented. She already knows that so I don't say anything when snaps a picture of the evidence and puts it back where Jade hid it.

"Done?" I probe, wondering if there's something else she might need.

Instead of answering, she lowers her flashlight. "Is your dick still hard?"

I chuckle in the darkness and release the mattress. "Why are you worried about my dick?"

She allows the light to shine directly over my crotch. Surprise, surprise, I'm still hard. "Because that thing was pressed up on my ass."

"Looking at my dick is illegal Riley," I wiggle my eyebrows which she can barely see. "Unless you like what you see. Your ass was pressed up against my dick, not the way you tried to spin it. Don't forget."

"Well there was no other way to hide my legs."

"Sure there wasn't." I murmur. "You just wanted to know what I got. You felt it so what do you think?"

"You want me to decide if your dick's small or not? You have Samantha for that."

There it is. The ounce of jealousy. I never thought she could be jealous.

"Are you jealous?"

"I am not jealous." The sound of her voice gives her away. She is jealous.

I'm grinning like a fool. There's no need for her to be. "You're jealous." And before she denies it again, I say, "I only think about you when I'm hard so there's no need to be envious of other girls. They're not a fraction of my thoughts. You are."

She sniffles a laugh. "Me? Envious? Please."

Though from everything else I've said, the tip of her ears turn pink.

"Come on, are we still acting as if we don't like each other?"

That gets her attention and she catches my gaze in the dark. "Who says I like you?"

I take a step closer, breathing the same air. "Do you want me to remind you what happened on your birthday? You like me."

She makes a face. "My body was lying to you. What happened was a moment of weakness."

"Are you sure about that?" I challenge, twirling a strand of her raven hair on my fingers. "If I kiss you right now, you'd not react?"

"Nope." Lie.

My grin grows wicked. "You're a liar."

She swallows from our close proximity. "How?"

"Cause you're turned on right now. Your red in the face."I pinpoint her cheeks with my flashlight and she doesn't shift in discomfort. It's either I'm seeing things or her pupils are dilated from the darkness or being horny. Could be both. "If I could see your chest, I bet it'll be the same color."

Not only because I wanna see it but it's also just scientific facts. It happens.

She's quiet at my conclusion. Because I'm right.

"Good excuse to see my breast Humphrey. You're right." She admits. "I like you. So what?" It's nice to hear her own up to it. "What are you going to do about it?"

I've picked up a few things when it comes to Riley Becker. She likes aggression. This is crucial. But I also know she likes me even if she doesn't admit it. Look, I'm not an idiot. We flirt, we text, she lets me into her world with her eating habits and a little about her mother, she allows me to take pics of her and with her. I mean, the list goes on. She's not doing that for just any guy.

Right?

"I'll tell you what I am going to do about it."

I duck my head and claim her mouth with a hot kiss. Her hands grip the back of my jacket, pulling me closer to her like she wants me in her blood, in her veins, in her skin. She stumbles backwards, and I toss her backpack and both our flashlights aside after turning them off. They fall with a thud. Riley tears off her coat before her back hits the blinds hanging on the window. My tongue swipes teasingly into hers but then I get too greedy and devour her mouth. My hands are on her cheeks tilting her head upwards and a moan vibrates her throat in response. She has no idea how much I've wanted this. Needed. Craved. The taste of her lips. The smell of her. How crazy she made me. I've been hooked on her since the first kiss.

She did something to my brain chemistry. Did other girls exist? Sure but this one made such an impact, that I don't think or look at other girls since I knew she existed. Hell, she had me jerking off in the showers at practice. I never do that.

When I pull away from her plump lips, she's panting.

I tug on her turtleneck and press my mouth to the sweet spot on her skin, kissing a few of her beauty marks. Goosebumps prickle in my wake. "First, I'm going to fuck you with my fingers." I mumble against her hot skin.

"We don't have all night."She mumbles back breathlessly. She's right. "Please."

My cock damn near twitches in excitement. Riley begging? Never seen it.

"Do it." There she is.

"You're so bossy. You know that?" I plant a kiss on her cute little nose.

Her eyes fly open and she replies with a seductive gleam in them. "But you like it though."

Grabbing her chin, her mouth automatically puckers. "That smart mouth of yours? Best part."

I crash my mouth against hers again. She's letting me fuck her with my fingers and it's a privilege. I don't know anyone who would want to get nasty in someone else's room. In the girl who stole her artwork's room. Guess it's payback. And it means fuck you Jade. Literally. Nah. I should be thanking Jade Driscoll. Shouldn't I?

I open the blinds because the room needs some form of light. The moonlight shines through at the perfect angle. Hastily, I unbutton her pants and slide my hand down her belly button and smooth skin. I'm met with her lacy underwear, tracing my fingers around her hip bone. I move my hand to her back continuing my trail down to grab a hold of her ass. My dick swells with need when I find she's wearing a thong. Her whole ass is out.

Riley's mouth curves into a smirk. "Why do you look so surprised Humphrey?"

I tug the thong between my fingers. "Because I wasn't expecting you to be wearing this. I can't believe you've been this way all day."

And I didn't know.

"Yeah, all day long." She drags the words with her raspy voice and teeth sink into her bottom lip.

The image of her pulling the pair of thongs up her ass today wires my brain.

"You're trouble."With a strong pull, I yank the thong down her legs.

Without me having to say it, she plops down on the desk, spreading her thighs with her clothing pooling at her knees. I move between her legs and sweep my fingers over her folds and her body shivers as a reaction to me. Like I expected, she's so wet I can easily slide a finger or two in.

The corners of my mouth lifts in a smile. "Is all this for me?"

"It's mine." She tells me, unbuttoning my jeans before she slides down my boxers.

My dick springs free.

"You didn't think I'd sit and do nothing, did you?" She gives the tip of me a small stroke and I grunt.

Unlike my hands, Riley's are soft although she holds brushes and knives sets for painting on a regular basis. This girl is driving me insane with her gentle touches. She's no way rushing into it. She's building anticipation. The way her fingers sway across my tip tells me she's skilled and knows exactly what she's doing.

I rub small circles over her hood of nerves. Up and down. Side to side. I'm starting off light and gentle then working my way up just like she is.

Even with my slow tormenting strokes, the sensation makes her gasp. My thumb and index finger relaxes over her wet and slippery clit applying small amounts of pressure there.

A throaty moan releases into the air so I keep going.

Once she's wet enough, I slip a finger inside of her. She scoots herself towards me, eyes on mine. The warmth of her pussy engulfs my finger and I exhale. Fuuuuck.

Her pussy clenches and I wiggle my finger trying to stretch her for a second. We both moan at the feeling. I add my middle finger into the action, her body inviting. Her chest rises and falls and finally I take the opportunity to start pumping my fingers in and out of her core, the wetness underneath echoing around the room.

Riley's eyes appear hazy in the moonlight when I kick the pace up a couple notches. Parted swollen lips call me to kiss her again.

When we both walked in here, I thought we'd get the evidence and go but I'm not complaining. This is my thanksgiving feast.

A shade of pink runs across her cheekbones. The breathy sounds leaving her body are driving me crazy. She looks better here in real life than my fantasies.

I lift her top exposing her long torso. Riley's body is a goddamn masterpiece I'm not going to lie. She's perfect. Every single one of her beauty marks has their own little personality. I brush my thumb over her hard nipple that's jutting out in my direction. The sound she makes causes my pulse to skyrocket. These are the sounds that's going to make me blow my fucking load. I duck my head and swipe my tongue over her sensitive bud, edging it and then dragging it with my teeth causing her body to react. I fucking love it. I could do this all damn night.

"Oh, shit."She whimpers, throwing her head back. "Mmhmm."

I knead her other breast and slow the rhythm of my fingers, massaging her opening. Her breasts are small but I can handle them. They're perky and perfect. "Pretty girl." My voice vibrates her pointy bud. I know she likes what I'm doing when her breathing grows even heavier. I didn't think Riley could get any wetter but she is. I can feel her arousal pooling by my fingers. Inside of her stays intoxicatingly warm and I never want to leave.

Her hips are grinding so hard meeting every movement of my hand. It's hot as hell to witness.

Shlick. Shlick. Shlick. Shlick.

The sound is addicting.

I claim her mouth again, our tongues mingling in heat. My hand that's not carrying on inside of her caresses her jugular, her pulse fluttering against my palm. She hums in delight. The desk she's sitting on shakes violently from our action of war. Pushing both fingers inside of her, I bend them at her front wall feeling the spongy area. Damn. Riley bucks her hips instantly and it's glorious. That's her spot. I have her right where I want her.

Testing the waters, I sweep my fingers against it.

"Asher." She moans my name and I'd be lying if I said that wasn't the best thing I've ever heard.

I pin her body in place, holding one of her legs. The grinding of her hips slows but she's still chasing the high. The wave. The excitement. You'd think her hand would stop moving and she'd focus on her own pleasure. She doesn't. Her fingers are massaging my balls. She pauses here and there when her body shivers or when she's moaning but overall, she doesn't let go. This girl is a gem.

My heart drums in my ears. With my fingers bend towards her front wall, I do something I know is going to drive her insane.

I tap.

Tap.

Tap.

Tap.

She cries out. "Asher."

I love the breathy way she says my name. I tap some more. Her right hand pump me harder, faster, and I moan. She must like the sound of my voice because she continues fast paced. The minute her head tosses back on the blinds, I know she's close. The knot in my stomach sends a warning.

I clasp a hand over her mouth, working her with the other. We have to be reminded that this isn't our place, the sounds we're making are echoing off the walls.

Our eyes lock and she bites the palm on my hand, not swatting it away.

"Such a good girl."

I don't stop tapping her G-spot, she can't take it anymore and her pelvis contracts, I feel the moment it does and then her pussy twitches with me inside of it. A jolt shoots up her body causing her teeth to sink so hard into my palm it might bleed.

The scream that wrecks her slender throat is glorious but it's slightly muffled by my hand and the biting she's doing.

My own climax crashes through me. The tingling sensation surges my body, contracting my stomach and groin first. My breathing quickens, heart pounding in my chest.

The intensity of us staring into each other's eyes when we both climax at the same time sends electric waves through me. The waves crash into my balls, tightening them as it journeys and shoots through my cock welcoming me into the world of insane pleasure.

I rest my head against her forehead, "Fuck." The curse word leaves my lips, I'm panting.

It's the two of us gathering ourselves for a while, hand still inside of her. "You know you're mine now, right?"

"Since?" She chokes out, teary-eyed from her orgasm.

The moonlight shines through the blinds and I'm sure there's sweat on her skin.

"Since I made you come." I pop my fingers out of her, the slick evidence coating them and I bring it to my mouth and taste her.

This right here has gotta be my favorite taste to date.

Her response? She sweeps my gooey release and my dick nearly twitches back to life. She gets it all on her fingers and inserts them into her mouth tasting me like I had her while those big green eyes stare back at me.

And goddamn, everything she does is hot to me.

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AUTHOR'S NOTE:

🤔 Are you guys deserving of smut? Do you like it or not? And did they just do this inside someone else's room? 🙊 nasty!
Sorry I'm late for updates, I've been dealing with my health but I'm back now ;) Happy Saturday!