Alone Time With My Crush! — Four

Lila's POV

I woke up first the next morning, still naked and sore in the best way. My body ached from everything we did last night. Round after round until I lost count. He had fucked me in the kitchen, on his bed, against the wall… I smiled at the memories as I slipped on one of his big polos.

I went to the kitchen and started making breakfast. Something simple, but I wanted to do something nice for him.

A few minutes later, he walked in, shirtless in just his boxers. He looked so damn good with that messy bed hair. I turned and gave him a huge smile.

“Good morning,” I said brightly.

He stepped closer with a hot, lazy smile. “Good morning, vixen.” his hand slid down and grabbed my ass, squeezing it firmly, pulling me against him.

I chuckled and leaned into his body, loving the way he touched me. “Wanna take me right now?” I whispered, pressing my hips against him.

“Do you mind?” he asked, his voice already rough.

I shook my head, biting my lip. “For the record… I’m not wearing anything under this.”

He chuckled, leaned down, and kissed me slow and deep. “I need food first, baby. You wore me out last night.”

We sat at the small table and ate together. The whole time I kept stealing glances at him, remembering how he felt inside me. After we finished, he washed the plates while I watched him from behind, admiring his back and shoulders.

My phone rang. It was my roommate.

“Hey, I’m back at the hostel. You need to come right now!” she said, sounding urgent.

I didn’t understand what was going on, but I told her I was on my way. I walked over to Darcy and kissed him goodbye, long and sweet.

“We will reach out, right?” I asked hopefully.

“Definitely,” he said, giving my ass one last squeeze.

I left his hostel feeling light and happy.

But the second I walked into our room, my roommate shoved her phone in my face. I had to squint to see the screen clearly. It was a picture of me entering Darcy’s hostel last night.

My eyes widened. “What the fuck?”

“What the hell happened, Lila?” she demanded.

“They already broke up,” I explained quickly. “There’s nothing. We just hooked up, that’s all. Caught in the moment.”

“With Claire’s boyfriend?” she asked, her eyebrows raised.

“Ex-boyfriend,” I corrected, slumping onto my bed.

She stared at me in disbelief, so I had no choice but to tell her what happened at the party, how I followed him, and how the night turned into hours of amazing sex.

She sighed. “I’m happy you finally got a night with your crush, but the timing is fucked up. And who the hell even sent me this picture?”

I was worried too. I picked up my phone and texted Darcy about it. He replied quickly: We will talk about it in class tomorrow.

I smiled at my screen, warmth spreading through me as I remembered his hands on my body, his cock stretching me, the way he groaned my name. My roommate stepped out to get something, leaving me alone.

I couldn’t help myself. I lay back on the bed, pulled the polo up and spread my legs. I grabbed my toy from the drawer, turned it on and pressed it against my clit, imagining it was his tongue. Then I slid it inside me, fucking myself slowly at first, then faster, remembering how he slammed into me from behind in the kitchen.

I came hard, moaning quietly into my pillow, my body shaking with release. After that, I felt relaxed and freshened up.

The next day at school, I spotted Darcy immediately. He waved at me with a huge smile and gestured to the empty seat beside him. I felt shy but excited. I left my roommate to sort herself out and went to sit next to him.

“Good morning,” he greeted softly.

“Morning.” I replied.

“You slept well?”

I hummed, “But too quiet without you,” I said with a smirk.

He was about to reply when someone threw a cup of coffee right at me. It splashed across my shirt and lap, hot and sticky. I looked up, stunned.

Claire stood there, her face twisted with rage, cursing loudly. “You fucking slut! You couldn’t wait one fucking day, huh?”

Everyone in the area turned to stare. My heart pounded as I sat there soaked in coffee, feeling all the eyes on me.