Chapter 3: Rising Action
The next morning, Nick woke up to the sound of Matt's alarm blaring from across the room. He groaned, rolling over and burying his head under his pillow. He could still smell Sarah's perfume on his sheets, a sweet, intoxicating scent that made his cock twitch with memories of the night before. He had to be careful today, he thought to himself. Matt was already suspicious, and Nick didn't want to give him any reason to start asking questions.
As he got out of bed, he caught a glimpse of himself in the mirror. His hair was a mess, his eyes were bloodshot, and there was a faint red mark on his neck where Sarah's lipstick had left its mark.
He quickly grabbed a hoodie to cover it up, hoping Matt wouldn't notice. He knew he had to play it cool today, act like nothing had happened. But as he walked into the shared living space of their dorm room, he couldn't help but feel a sense of unease.
Matt was already up, sitting at his desk with his back to Nick, hunched over his laptop. Nick could see the tension in his shoulders, the way his fingers were clenched around his mouse. He knew Matt was still pissed about the party last night, but he didn't realize just how much until Matt spun around in his chair, his eyes flashing with anger.
**Matt:** "You're up early."
**Nick:** *casually* "Yeah, you know, early class and all."
**Matt:** *skeptical* "Uh-huh. And the mark on your neck?"
Nick's hand instinctively went to his neck, feeling the faint red mark that he had hoped Matt wouldn't notice.
**Nick:** *trying to play it off* "Oh, this? Just a hickey from one of the girls at the party. You know how they get."
**Matt:** *suspicious* "Which girl? I didn't see you with anyone last night."
**Nick:** *shrugging* "You know me, Matt.
I'm a bit of a player."
**Matt:** *scoffs* "Yeah, right. You're not fooling anyone, Nick. I know you're up to something."
Nick's heart pounded in his chest, but he tried to keep his expression calm. He didn't want to give Matt any reason to suspect the truth.
**Nick:** *smirking* "Oh, come on, Matt. You're being a little too dramatic. It's just a hickey."
**Matt:** *leaning back in his chair, his eyes narrowing* "I'm not buying it. You've been acting weird lately.
I know something's up."
Nick shrugged, trying to play it cool. "I don't know what you're talking about, Matt. I'm just the same old Nick."
Matt leaned forward in his chair, his eyes narrowing as he studied Nick. "You've been sneaking out at night, and you've got that mark on your neck. You're hiding something, and I'm going to find out what it is."
Nick felt a bead of sweat trickle down his back. He had to keep Matt off the scent, at least until he could figure out a way to end things with Sarah without Matt finding out. He took a deep breath and decided to turn the tables.
"You know, Matt, I've been thinking. Maybe you're the one who's been acting weird lately. You've been distant, and you've been snapping at me for no reason. I think you might be the one hiding something."
Matt's eyes widened in surprise, and for a moment, Nick thought he might have gotten through to him. But then Matt's expression hardened, and he leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest.
**Matt:** "I'm not the one who's been sneaking out at night, Nick. I'm not the one who's been lying to me."
Nick sighed, knowing he had to tread carefully.
He didn't want to push Matt too far, but he also didn't want to give him any more reason to suspect something was going on between him and Sarah.
**Nick:** "Look, Matt, I'm just saying that maybe you should take a step back and think about why you're so suspicious of me. Maybe there's something going on with you that you're not telling me about."
Matt's face flushed a deep red, and he uncrossed his arms, leaning forward in his chair. "I'm not the one who's been acting like a fucking creep, Nick. I'm not the one who's been sneaking around behind my girlfriend's back."
Nick's heart skipped a beat at the mention of Sarah.
He felt a surge of anger rise within him, and before he could stop himself, he snapped, **Nick:** "You know what, Matt? I'm sick of your fucking accusations. You're always so goddamn suspicious, always thinking the worst of me. Well, fuck you! I'm done with this shit."**
Matt's eyes widened in shock at Nick's outburst. He stood up from his chair, his fists clenched at his sides. **Matt:** "What the hell, Nick? I'm just trying to figure out what's going on with you. You've been acting weird, and now you're blowing up at me? What are you hiding?"**
Nick's anger boiled over, and he stepped closer to Matt, pointing a finger at him. **Nick:** "I'm not hiding anything, Matt. You're just too fucking paranoid to see that.
Matt's face turned beet red, and he clenched his jaw, looking like he wanted to say more. But instead, he just shook his head and stormed out of the room, slamming the door behind him. Nick stood there for a moment, his heart pounding in his chest, wondering if he had just made things worse. He knew he had to calm down and think this through. He couldn't afford to let his anger get the better of him, not with so much at stake. He took a deep breath and sat down on the edge of his bed, trying to collect his thoughts. He knew he had to find a way to smooth things over with Matt, at least until he could figure out a way to end things with Sarah without Matt finding out.
He pulled out his phone and saw that he had a new text message from Sarah.
**Sarah:** Hey, can we meet up later? I need to talk to you about something.
Nick hesitated for a moment, knowing that it was risky to meet up with Sarah again, especially after his argument with Matt. But he also knew that he couldn't just ignore her message. He took a deep breath and replied.
**Nick:** Sure, what time and where?
He waited for a few minutes, but there was no response from Sarah. He figured she was probably still in class or something. He decided to take a shower and try to clear his head. As he was getting dressed, he heard his phone buzz with a new message.
**Sarah:** How about the library at 3? We can find a quiet corner to talk.
Nick sighed, knowing that the library was the last place he should be meeting up with Sarah.
It was too public, too risky. But he also knew that he couldn't ignore her message. He had to find out what she wanted to talk about, and he couldn't do that over text.
He quickly grabbed his keys and headed out the door, trying to act casual as he walked down the hall. He could hear Matt's voice coming from his room, and he tried to avoid eye contact as he passed by. He didn't want to give Matt any reason to suspect that he was sneaking out to meet Sarah.
As he walked across campus, he couldn't shake the feeling of unease that had settled in the pit of his stomach. He knew that he was playing with fire, and that one wrong move could set everything ablaze. But he also knew that he couldn't walk away from Sarah, not after everything they had shared.
His cock hardened at the thought of her mouth, her tongue, her lips. He could still feel her, taste her, as if she were right there with him. He adjusted himself discreetly as he walked, trying to hide the growing bulge in his jeans.
The library was a maze of towering bookshelves, the air thick with the scent of old paper and dust. Sarah was already there, sitting at a small table in the far corner, her head bent over a book. She looked up as he approached, her eyes meeting his with a mix of anticipation and nervousness.
**Sarah:** "Hey, Nick. Thanks for meeting me here."
**Nick:** *smiling* "No problem. I figured it was the safest place to talk."
He pulled out a chair and sat down across from her, his eyes scanning the empty table between them. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, and he knew she was just as aware of his presence as he was of hers.
**Sarah:** "I wanted to talk to you about last night. About what happened."
**Nick:** *leaning in* "Me too.
I can't stop thinking about it."
Sarah's hand slid down Nick's thigh, feeling his hardness through his jeans. She bit her lip, her eyes locked onto his, as if daring him to stop her. Nick's breath hitched, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew they were taking a risk, but he couldn't resist her touch.
**Sarah:** *whispering* "I want you, Nick. Right now."
Nick's eyes widened, but he didn't pull away. Instead, he reached out and took her hand, guiding it to his crotch. He could feel her fingers wrap around him, squeezing gently, and he let out a low groan.
**Nick:** *voice hoarse* "Fuck, Sarah. You're killing me."
Sarah smiled, her eyes gleaming with mischief. She unzipped his jeans, her hand slipping inside to grasp his cock.
It was already hard, throbbing in her hand as she stroked it slowly, her eyes locked onto his. Nick's breath hitched, his hips jerking slightly as she began to move her hand up and down his shaft. He could feel the heat radiating from her body, the softness of her skin against his, and it was all he could do to keep from groaning out loud. Right here, right now." The library was quiet, the only sounds the soft rustle of pages and the distant hum of voices. They were hidden in the shadows, their bodies pressed close together, their breaths coming in short gasps.
Sarah's hand reached out, stroking Nick's shaft through his jeans, her touch sending electric shocks through his body. He groaned softly, his eyes locked onto hers, and she leaned in closer, her lips brushing against his ear.
**Sarah:** *whispering* "I want to feel you inside me, Nick.
Nick's heart pounded in his chest, his cock throbbing with anticipation. He knew they were taking a risk, but he couldn't resist her. He reached down and unbuttoned his jeans, pushing them down just enough to free himself. Sarah's hand wrapped around him, guiding him towards her. She was already wet, her panties damp as he pushed them aside and entered her.
They moved slowly at first, their bodies pressed close together, their breaths coming in sync.
Nick could feel Sarah's heart beating against his chest, her body trembling with anticipation. He knew this was risky, but he couldn't resist the urge to take revenge on Matt, to show him that he was not the only one who could have a secret life. He wanted to make Matt feel the same way he had felt when he caught them together, the same way he had felt when he realized that his girlfriend was cheating on him.
Sarah's hands gripped his back, her nails digging into his skin as he thrust deeper into her. She let out a soft moan, her head falling back as she lost herself in the moment. Nick could feel the heat building between them, the tension coiling in his stomach. He knew he was close, and he didn't want to stop. He wanted to make this last, to make Matt suffer as much as he had suffered.
He reached up and cupped Sarah's breast, his thumb brushing against her nipple.
She gasped, her body arching into his touch. He could feel her heart racing, her breath coming in short gasps. He knew she was close, and he wanted to make this last. He wanted to make Matt suffer as much as he had suffered when he found out about them.
**Nick:** *whispering in her ear* "You like that, don't you? Knowing that we're doing this right under his nose?"
Sarah's eyes fluttered open, meeting his gaze. She bit her lip, nodding slightly. **Sarah:** *whispering back* "Yes. It's...exhilarating."
Nick smirked, feeling a sense of satisfaction wash over him. He knew he was playing with fire, but he didn't care. He wanted Matt to know that he could have what was his, that he could take Sarah whenever he wanted. He thrust into her harder, his grip on her breast tightening.
Sarah gasped, her back arching against the bookshelf. The books around them shifted, some falling to the floor with a soft thud. Nick didn't care. He was lost in the moment, in the feel of her, the taste of her, the sound of her moans. He wanted to make her scream, to make her forget about Matt, about everything but him.
Sarah's hands gripped his shoulders, her nails digging into his skin. She was panting now, her body trembling with each thrust. Nick could feel her getting closer, her muscles tightening around him. He wanted to make this last, to make her come again and again, but he knew he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer.
He leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear. "You feel so good, Sarah," he whispered.
"I can't get enough of you." His phone rang, a harsh, jarring sound that seemed to shatter the moment. He ignored it, his focus solely on the woman beneath him, her body writhing in pleasure. The ringtone stopped, but a moment later, it started again. This time, it was a different tune, more insistent. He groaned, his forehead resting against Sarah's shoulder. "Ignore it," she murmured, her fingers tangling in his hair. "It can wait." He nodded, his hips moving in a steady rhythm, his body aching with need. The phone rang again, and this time, he couldn't ignore it. He pulled out of Sarah, his breath coming in short gasps. "Fuck," he muttered, reaching for his jeans. He fumbled with the pocket, pulling out his phone. The screen read "Matt." He looked at Sarah, his eyes wide with panic.
"Shit, it's Matt. He's calling me." Sarah's eyes widened in alarm, and she quickly pulled her clothes back on, her hands shaking as she buttoned her jeans. "Hurry, before he comes back," she urged, her voice barely above a whisper. Nick quickly zipped up his jeans, his heart pounding in his chest. He knew that if Matt found them like this, everything would be over. He had to get out of there, and fast. He grabbed his phone, his fingers shaking as he answered the call. "Hey, Matt," he said, trying to keep his voice steady. "What's up?" Matt's voice was tense, and Nick could hear the anger in his tone. "Where the fuck are you, Nick? I've been looking for you all over the place." Nick's heart pounded in his chest as he tried to think of a way to explain his absence.
His cock twitched at the sound of Matt's voice, a reminder of the forbidden pleasure he had just shared with Sarah. He knew he had to be careful, to keep his voice steady and calm. He couldn't let Matt suspect anything.
**Matt:** "I've been looking for you all over the place. Where the fuck have you been?"
Nick's mind raced as he tried to come up with a plausible excuse. He couldn't let Matt know that he had been with Sarah, that they had been fucking in the library. He knew he had to be careful, to keep his voice steady and calm.
**Nick:** "I was just out for a walk, trying to clear my head. You know how it gets sometimes." "A walk? Really? It's been hours, Nick.
I've been trying to reach you." Matt's voice was laced with worry and frustration. Nick's mind raced, trying to come up with an excuse, but before he could respond, he felt Sarah's hand on his thigh, her fingers slowly moving upwards. He froze, his eyes darting to her, but she was already on her knees in front of him, her eyes locked onto his cock straining against his jeans. She looked up at him, her tongue darting out to wet her lips, and without a word, she unbuttoned his jeans and took him into her mouth.
Nick's breath hitched, his grip on the phone tightening as he tried to hold back a groan. "Nick? Are you still there?" Matt's voice echoed in his ear, but Nick couldn't focus on anything but the sensation of Sarah's mouth around him. She was taking him deep, her tongue swirling around his shaft, her hands gripping his thighs.
Her fingers reached up, cupping his balls, and he let out a low groan, his knees buckling slightly. He knew he had to end the call, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He wanted to feel her, to lose himself in her, to make Matt suffer as much as he had suffered when he caught them together.
**Matt:** "Nick, are you still there? What's going on?"
Nick's breath hitched, his eyes fluttering closed as Sarah's mouth worked magic on him. He knew he had to end the call, but he couldn't bring himself to do it. He wanted to make Matt suffer as much as he had suffered when he caught them together.
**Nick:** *voice hoarse* "Matt, I'm... I'm in the library. I'll be home soon."
He hung up the phone, his heart pounding in his chest.
Sarah looked up at him, her eyes filled with concern. **Nick:** *whispering* "That was Matt. He's looking for me." Sarah's eyes widened, and she quickly stood up, her hands smoothing down her clothes. **Sarah:** *whispering back* "We have to go, now." Nick nodded, but as he tried to stand up, he groaned, trying to be quiet, as a wave of pleasure washed over him. Sarah's eyes flicked down to his crotch, and she bit her lip, a mischievous smile spreading across her face. **Sarah:** *whispering* "Not yet, we don't." She sank back down to her knees, her hands reaching for his belt. Nick's eyes widened, but before he could protest, she had him out, her mouth wrapping around him. He groaned again, louder this time, his hands gripping the edge of the table to steady himself.
Sarah's mouth was hot and wet, her tongue swirling around his shaft, her lips working him with a rhythm that was both familiar and intoxicating. He could feel the heat building in his stomach, the tension coiling in his muscles. He knew he had to be careful, to keep his voice steady and calm, but the sensation of Sarah's mouth on him was overwhelming. He tried to focus on the sound of Matt's voice, on the fact that he was waiting outside, but it was difficult to concentrate with Sarah's mouth working its magic on him.
Sarah's hand reached up, cupping his balls, her fingers gently rolling them in her palm. Nick's breath hitched, his hips jerking slightly as she took him deeper into her mouth. He could feel the heat building in his stomach, the tension coiling in his muscles.
Suddenly, Nick reached down and pulled Sarah up, his breath ragged and his eyes wild. **Nick:** *growling* "Fuck it. I can't wait. I need you now." He spun her around and pressed her against the table, his hands fumbling with her jeans as he pushed them down over her hips. Sarah gasped, her hands gripping the edge of the table as Nick entered her from behind, his hips slamming into hers with a force that made the table scrape against the floor.
**Sarah:** *moaning* "Nick, yes. Fuck me.
You feel so good, Sarah," Nick whispered, his voice hoarse with desire. He gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he thrust into her, his cock buried deep inside her wet heat. Sarah moaned, her body arching against his, her fingers gripping the edge of the table as he pounded into her. "Harder," she gasped, her voice barely audible over the sound of their bodies slapping together. "Fuck me harder, Nick."
Nick obliged, his hips moving faster, his cock sliding in and out of her with a wet, slapping sound. He could feel the heat building between them, the tension coiling in his stomach. He leaned forward, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered, "You like that, don't you? You like being fucked like a dirty little slut?"
Sarah's breath hitched, her body trembling as she nodded. "Yes," she gasped. "I love it.
I love it when you talk dirty to me," Sarah gasped, her voice filled with desire. She turned around, her hands reaching for Nick's shoulders, and pushed him back onto the table. She straddled him, her knees on either side of his hips, her eyes locked onto his as she slowly lowered herself onto his cock. Nick's breath hitched, his hands gripping her hips as she took him deep inside her, her body stretching to accommodate his size. Sarah's head fell back, her mouth open in a silent cry of pleasure as she began to move, her hips rising and falling in a steady rhythm. Nick's hands moved up, cupping her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. Sarah moaned, her body arching into his touch as she rode him, her hips moving faster, her breath coming in short gasps. "Fuck, Sarah," Nick groaned, his hips thrusting up to meet hers. "You feel so good.
Ride me harder, Sarah," Nick groaned, his fingers digging into her hips as she moved faster, her body slamming against his. The table creaked beneath them, the sound of their bodies meeting echoing through the library. Sarah's breath came in short gasps, her eyes locked onto Nick's, a wild look in her eyes. She was close, he could feel it, and he wanted to push her over the edge. He reached up, his hands gripping her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples. "Harder," he growled, his hips thrusting up to meet hers. "I want to feel you come all over me."
Sarah's eyes widened, her body trembling as she rode him harder, her hips moving faster, her breath coming in short, sharp gasps. The table creaked and groaned beneath them, the sound of their bodies meeting filling the air.
Sarah's breath came in short, sharp gasps, her eyes locked onto Nick's. As she rode him harder, she leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear. She whispered, her voice low and husky, "You want me to come on your cock, don't you? You want to feel my hot cum all over you?"
Nick's cock twitched at her words, his body tensing as a wave of pleasure washed over him. He groaned, his hands gripping her hips tighter, forcing her to move faster, harder. "Fuck yes," he growled, his lips brushing against her skin. "I want to feel you come on me. I want to feel your pussy clench around my cock as you scream my name."
Sarah's body trembled, her movements becoming more erratic as she chased her release.
Nick could feel her walls tightening around him, her muscles clenching and unclenching, driving him closer to the edge. He gripped her hips tighter, thrusting upwards into her, his own body tensing with anticipation.
Sarah's breath came in short, sharp gasps, her body convulsing as waves of pleasure washed over her. "Nick!" she cried out, her voice echoing through the library. Her body clenched around him, and Nick couldn't hold back any longer. He groaned loudly, his cock twitching and throbbing as he came, his hot cum spurting deep inside Sarah. He held her tightly, his body shaking with the force of his orgasm, his hips bucking against hers as he rode out the waves of pleasure. Sarah collapsed against him, her body still trembling with aftershocks, her breath coming in ragged gasps.
But as Nick's cock softened and slipped out of her, she felt a sudden emptiness, a longing for more. She looked up at him, her eyes filled with a mix of satisfaction and frustration. **Sarah:** *whispering* "Nick, why did you pull out? I was so close." Nick's eyes flickered with guilt, but he quickly hid it behind a smirk. **Nick:** *smiling* "I wanted to make it last, Sarah. I didn't want to come too soon." Sarah pouted, her fingers tracing patterns on his chest. **Sarah:** *teasingly* "Well, now I'm all worked up and unsatisfied. What are you going to do about that?" Nick chuckled, his hands sliding down to her ass, giving it a gentle squeeze. **Nick:** *leaning in* "Don't worry, I'll take care of you. But not here.
Not with Matt potentially on his way. Nick grabbed his clothes, his heart pounding as he hurriedly pulled them on. Sarah watched him, her eyes filled with concern and a hint of disappointment. She quickly followed suit, straightening her own clothes with practiced efficiency.
"We can't stay here," Nick said, his voice barely above a whisper. "Matt could be back any minute." Sarah nodded, her eyes flicking towards the door. "I know. Let's go to my place." She grabbed his hand, leading him out of the library and into the cool night air. They walked quickly, their bodies pressed close together, their breaths coming in short gasps. Nick's mind raced, his thoughts a whirlwind of fear and exhilaration. He knew they were playing with fire, but he couldn't stop now. He wanted more of Sarah, more of this forbidden pleasure.
But the risk was too great. They couldn't stay here, not with Matt potentially on his way. Sarah's suggestion was a lifeline, a way out of the danger they were in. The thrill of the danger, the forbidden nature of their encounter, had him hooked. He wanted more. He wanted all of her.
He wanted to make her scream his name, to feel her body shake with pleasure.
Sarah and Nick rushed out of the library, their hearts pounding in their chests. They didn't look back, didn't dare to. They hurried down the dimly lit corridors, their footsteps echoing in the silence. The air was thick with the scent of old books and dust, but neither of them noticed. They were too focused on the task at hand, too consumed by the fear of being caught.
As they burst out of the library doors, they were greeted by the cool night air.
The moon hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the cobblestone streets. They didn't waste time, their hands entwined as they rushed towards Sarah's car, parked haphazardly in the student lot. The keys were already in her hand, and she quickly unlocked the driver's side door, sliding in and starting the engine. Nick jumped into the passenger seat, his heart still pounding from the adrenaline rush of their encounter. He buckled his seatbelt as Sarah pulled out of the spot, the tires squealing slightly on the gravel.
As they sped off, Nick couldn't help but steal a glance at Sarah. Her eyes were focused on the road, her knuckles white as she gripped the steering wheel. He could see the tension in her jaw, the way her lips were pressed together in a thin line. She was just as nervous as he was, just as aware of the risks they were taking.
The car pulled into the library parking lot, and they both let out a collective sigh of relief. They had made it, but the danger was far from over. As they sat in the car, their breaths still coming in short gasps, they could hear the sound of a car pulling into the lot. They both froze, their eyes wide with panic. The sound of the car door slamming shut echoed through the parking lot, and they knew who it was. Matt's car. They had been so focused on their own escape that they hadn't noticed him pull in behind them. They were trapped, with no way out. Sarah's hands tightened on the steering wheel, her knuckles turning white. She looked at Nick, her eyes filled with fear and desperation. **Sarah:** *whispering* "What do we do now?" Nick's mind raced, trying to come up with a plan. He knew they had to act fast, before Matt came looking for them.
He reached over and grabbed Sarah's hand, giving it a reassuring squeeze. **Nick:** *whispering* "We'll be okay. Just stay calm and follow my lead." He opened the car door, stepping out into the cool night air. Sarah followed suit, her eyes darting nervously towards the library entrance. They could see Matt's silhouette through the glass doors, his figure pacing back and forth as he talked on the phone. Nick took a deep breath, steeling himself for what was to come. He had to face Matt, had to act like nothing was wrong.
Sarah, her eyes wide with fear, nodded in agreement. They decided to sneak back into the dorm, to act as if nothing had happened. They would have to be careful, to act casual, to avoid any suspicion. As they approached the dorm, they could see Matt's car still parked outside. They slowed their pace, their hearts pounding in their chests. They had to be smart, had to act like they had all the time in the world. They walked up to the door, their hands shaking as they fumbled with the keys. The door creaked open, and they slipped inside, their breaths coming in short gasps. They could hear Matt's voice coming from his room, loud and angry. They froze, their hearts pounding in their chests. They had to be careful, had to act like they hadn't just been caught in the act. They tiptoed down the hallway, their footsteps silent on the worn carpet.
The dorm room was dark, the only light coming from the faint glow of Matt's laptop screen in his room. They slipped inside Nick's room, closing the door softly behind them. The room was small, cluttered with clothes and books and empty beer cans. Sarah's heart was pounding in her chest, her breath coming in short gasps. She looked at Nick, her eyes wide with fear. **Sarah:** *whispering* "What if he knows? What if he saw us?" Nick shook his head, his voice barely above a whisper. **Nick:** *reassuringly* "He didn't see anything. We were careful." He pulled her close, his arms wrapping around her, his lips brushing against her ear. **Nick:** *whispering* "We're safe now. Just relax." Sarah took a deep breath, her body melting into his. She could feel his heart beating against her chest, steady and strong.
His hands were on her hips, pulling her closer, and she could feel the heat radiating from his body. She knew she should pull away, knew she should be afraid, but all she could feel was the desire coursing through her veins. She closed her eyes, her lips parting slightly, and she felt his mouth on hers. It was a passionate kiss, filled with a hunger and need that she had never felt before. His tongue darted out, tracing the line of her lips before slipping inside, exploring her mouth with a intensity that made her knees weak. She moaned softly, her hands reaching up to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer. She could feel the hardness of his body pressing against hers, and she knew that if they didn't stop now, they would never be able to. But she didn't want to stop. She wanted more. She wanted all of him.
She wanted to feel his body pressing against hers, to feel his hands exploring every inch of her skin. She pushed him onto the bed, her heart pounding in her chest as she straddled him. His eyes widened in surprise, but he quickly recovered, his hands reaching up to grip her hips. She could feel the heat of his body beneath her, the hardness of his cock pressing against her. She ground against him, a low moan escaping her lips as she felt the pleasure building inside her. She leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "I want you, Nick. I want you so bad." She could feel his breath hitch, his grip on her hips tightening as he thrust up into her. She gasped, her body arching as she felt him fill her completely. She began to move, her hips rising and falling in a steady rhythm, her body chasing the pleasure that was building inside her.
But Nick had other plans. He flipped her onto her back, his body covering hers, his eyes locked onto hers. Sarah gasped, her hands reaching up to grip his shoulders, her body arching against his. She could feel the heat of his body, the hardness of his cock pressing against her. She was wet, her body aching for him, and she knew that he could feel it. He smiled, a wicked grin spreading across his face, and he leaned down, his lips brushing against hers. "You like that, don't you?" he whispered, his voice low and husky. "You like being on your back, being at my mercy." "I love it." Nick's hands moved down, cupping her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples.
Sarah's head fell back, her mouth open in a silent cry of pleasure. She leaned forward, her teeth sinking into the soft flesh of Nick's shoulder. He groaned, his body tensing as a wave of pleasure mixed with pain washed over him. **Nick:** *growling* "Fuck, Sarah. That feels so good." Sarah pulled back, her eyes locked onto his as she licked her lips, tasting the saltiness of his skin. **Sarah:** *smirking* "I'm glad you liked it." She pushed him back onto the bed, her body moving on top of his, her hips grinding against his. Nick's hands gripped her hips, his fingers digging into her soft flesh as he thrust upwards, filling her completely. Sarah moaned, her body arching against his, her nails digging into his chest. **Nick:** *grunting* "You're so fucking hot, Sarah.
I can't control myself around you." With that, he flipped her onto her stomach, her breasts pressing into the mattress. He grabbed her hips, pulling her up onto her knees, and entered her from behind with one swift thrust. Sarah gasped, her fingers gripping the sheets as Nick began to pound into her, his hips slapping against her ass with each thrust. **Sarah:** *moaning* "Yes, Nick. Fuck me harder." Nick obliged, his grip on her hips tightening as he increased his pace, his cock sliding in and out of her wet heat. The sound of their bodies meeting filled the room, a steady rhythm that matched the pounding of their hearts. Sarah could feel the pleasure building inside her, the tension coiling in her stomach. She knew she was close, could feel the waves of pleasure washing over her. **Nick:** *growling* "Come for me, Sarah.
I want to feel you come all over my cock." Sarah's breath hitched, her body trembling as she felt the pleasure building inside her. She pushed back against Nick, her hips moving in sync with his, her body chasing the release that was just out of reach. **Nick:** *grunting* "That's it, Sarah. Take it. Take my cock." He reached around, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in circles as he continued to pound into her. Sarah's body convulsed, her muscles clenching around his cock as she came, her scream of pleasure echoing through the room. Nick groaned, his own release following close behind, his cock pulsing inside her as he filled her with his hot cum. They collapsed onto the bed, their bodies slick with sweat, their breaths coming in ragged gasps. They lay there for a moment, their bodies entwined, their hearts pounding in their chests.
Nick's cock twitched inside Sarah, a final spasm of pleasure that made her gasp. She could feel him softening, slipping out of her, and she felt a sudden emptiness, a longing for more.
But before she could voice her desire, Nick's hand moved to her ass, squeezing it firmly. She gasped, her body arching slightly, her eyes widening in surprise. **Nick:** *smiling* "You're so fucking hot, Sarah. I can't get enough of you." Sarah's breath hitched, her heart pounding in her chest. She knew they were playing with fire, knew that they should stop, but the way he was looking at her, the way his hand felt on her skin, it was too much to resist. She turned around, her eyes locked onto his, and pushed him back onto the bed. She straddled him, her knees on either side of his hips, her hands gripping his shoulders. **Sarah:** *smirking* "I thought you couldn't get enough of me." Nick's eyes darkened, his hands moving up to cup her breasts, his thumbs brushing against her nipples.
"I'm going to fuck you hard," he growled, his voice low and husky. Sarah's breath hitched, her body arching against his as she felt the heat building between them. She knew they were playing with fire, knew that they should stop, but she couldn't bring herself to pull away. She wanted him, wanted this, more than anything. She leaned down, her lips brushing against his ear as she whispered, "I want you to fuck me hard, Nick. I want to feel you inside me, filling me completely." Nick groaned, his hands gripping her hips as he flipped her onto her back, his body covering hers. He reached down, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing it in circles as he thrust into her, filling her completely. Sarah gasped, her body arching against his as she felt him stretch her, felt him fill her completely.
She was lost in the sensation, her eyes closed, her fingers gripping the sheets as she rode the wave of pleasure. Nick's hands were on her hips, guiding her movements, his breath hot on her neck as he whispered dirty words into her ear. She could feel the heat building between them, could feel the tension coiling in her stomach. She was close, so close, and she wanted to feel him come with her.
But just as she was about to reach the edge, she heard a sound. A sound that made her heart freeze, that made her body go still. A sound that could only mean one thing. Matt was home.
The sound of the front door slamming shut echoed through the dorm, and Sarah's eyes widened in panic. She looked at Nick, her mouth open in a silent scream, and he looked back at her, his eyes filled with the same fear. They were caught, they knew it, and there was nothing they could do.