Alone Time With My Crush! — Five

Lila's POV

Claire was still screaming her head off, her face red with rage. “You fucking homewrecking slut! You couldn’t even wait one goddamn day before spreading your legs for my man?!”

I sat there frozen, the coffee soaking my shirt and lap, feeling every eye in the room on me.

Darcy shot up beside me. “Shut the fuck up, Claire,” he snapped. “You’ve been cheating on me for months. Everyone in the group knew it. I caught you more than once, but I kept forgiving your lying ass because I thought I loved you. And what happened at the party, we’re done. So stop acting like the victim.”

Claire laughed bitterly. “Oh, so now you’re defending this bitch? After everything I did for you? She probably planned this shit the whole time!”

“She had nothing to do with our breakup,” he shot back, his voice rising. “You fucked that up all by yourself. Lila is someone I’m actually interested in. Stay the fuck away from her, or I will have your ass reported for harassment. I mean it.” he warned seriously.

Claire’s mouth opened like she wanted to argue more, but Darcy didn’t give her the chance. He grabbed my hand firmly, helped me up from the seat, and pulled me away through the staring crowd. I could still hear her cursing under her breath behind us.

He walked me straight to the nearest bathroom. The second the door closed, the noise from outside faded. I looked down at my ruined shirt, tears stinging my eyes.

“I’m so sorry about this, Lila,” he said, pulling me into a hug. “I should’ve shut that shit down sooner.”

I hugged him back tightly, pressing my face into his chest. “We said no more thank yous, Darcy. But thank you.” I whispered, my voice shaky.

He chuckled softly and rubbed my back. “Amd you’re welcome. Still, I hate that she did this to you.”

He stepped back, wet his handkerchief under the sink and started gently wiping the coffee stain on my chest. The cool water helped, but the brown mark was everywhere.

“This shirt is completely fucked,” he muttered after a minute. “You need to change. Come on, let’s get out of here.”

I nodded, still feeling sticky and embarrassed. “Yeah. I just want to get this off me.”

He kissed my forehead. “Good. I have got my bike. Let’s go to your hostel so you can get cleaned up.”

We left campus together. The ride to my hostel was quick, my arms wrapped tight around his waist, my cheek pressed against his back. The wind helped dry the coffee a little, but my mind kept replaying the scene.

The moment we stepped inside my room and the door clicked shut, the tension shifted. He looked at me with that same hungry stare from last night. I didn’t even make it to my closet. I stripped off the ruined shirt right there, and he pulled me onto the bed with him.

He lay back, watching as I climbed on top, straddling him. I was already soaked. I took his thick cock in my hand, rubbed it along my wet pussy, then sank down onto him with a long moan. I started slamming my hips up and down, riding him hard.

My tits bounced with every bounce while his hands gripped my waist, fingers digging into my skin.

“Fuck, Lila… just like that,” he groaned.

I leaned forward, bracing on his chest, grinding and bouncing faster. The wet slap of our bodies filled the room. Then he sat up, wrapping his strong arms around me. I hugged him tight as I kept riding him in his lap, our bodies pressed together, my nipples rubbing against his chest. I rolled my hips deep and slow, taking every inch of him.

He flipped me onto my hands and knees after a while. He pushed back inside me from behind, but this time he went slow and teasing. Inch by inch, he slid in deep, then pulled almost all the way out, letting me feel every thick vein. His hands roamed my ass and back as he fucked me with long, deliberate strokes, grinding hard each time he bottomed out.

“Shit, Darcy… please,” I moaned, pushing back against him. He kept that torturous pace until I was shaking and begging. I came hard, my pussy clenching around his cock, soaking him.

We collapsed onto the bed facing each other, sweaty and breathing heavy. I smiled at him, completely satisfied. He leaned in, suckled my bottom lip gently, then pulled me closer.

“You’re so beautiful,” he said.

I blushed hard. My hand came up and my thumb brushing his lips. “And I’m yours.”

He looked at me seriously. “I’m yours too.”

My eyes widened.

“Surprised?” he asked with a small grin.

I shook my head, laughing softly with a shy smile, then buried my face in his chest. His heartbeat felt strong against my cheek.

“Does that mean we’re dating?” I asked in a voice muffled.

He laughed hard. I felt the deep vibration in his chest as he pulled me even closer and kissed the top of my head. “You cute little thing.”