Mr. Kasanova



"MERCY, PHONE," DAYO MUMBLED. He was lying nude on his bed, with only  the worn edge of a brown duvet covering his morning stick.

Dayo groaned as the soft naked body lying beside him refused to stir. His fingers edged closer to grab his vibrating phone under Mercy's clothes.

A black G-string was lying on the lit screen of his iPhone X. The carelessly strewn underwear got the events of the night before clouding every inch of his mind.

A lazy smile tugged at the corner of his lips. The room carried the strong smell of sex in the morning air. 

Dayo couldn't stop the smile on his lips from forming. Spending the night with Mercy, a final year student is definitely something to celebrate. Not just any Mercy, but the one from Law department; the best lay in the whole damn faculty!

He slide the screen and answered the call without checking the caller ID.

Only one person dared to call him this early. 

"Dude, it's like 8 in the morning," he said, his voice gruff from sleep. Dayo could hear noises and shuffling in the background as he pressed the cold phone to his ear.

"Prof. Ajayi's class don start oo." The voice on the other end of the phone said urgently.

"Shit!" he cursed. Dayo threw back the duvet and jumped out of the bed.

Even he wouldn't dare to miss that man's lectures. No one had ever dared to.

Emerging from the bathroom after a very quick shower, Dayo saw that Mercy was already awake.

"Hey, you," she smiled, holding the bedcover loosely against her chest.

Dayo had to agree that Mercy was worth more than the 100K bet he and his friends had, not that he needed the money but he took pride in winning the bet.

Mercy wasn't any different from the other girls, all beauty with no brains. Dayo longed for a little bit of challenge.

These babes he and his friends had been preying on were just too easy, one wink and they were willing to break their backs for him.

"Why are you in a rush?" Mercy asked, sitting up. This slow but deliberate movement allowed the bedcover to slid down her chest, revealing one breast with bite marks around it's taut brown nipple.

"Classes," he said, hopping on one leg as he tried to get his jeans on. 

Mercy chuckled. "Speaking of which, I also have classes. Mind if I borrow your shower?" 

"No problem," he replied, rummaging through his drawers for his car keys.

Mercy peeled the bedcover from her body and slid out of the bed , not bothering to cover her nakedness. 

Dayo's eyes roamed over her body as she rolled her hips to the bathroom.

He felt himself grow hard as he remembered how gifted she was in bed. Missing Prof. Ajayi's class wouldn't hurt his CGPA, he was certain of that.

Grinning, he grabbed a condom underneath the gray vase on the side table and joined her in the bathroom.