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As the water calmed his stress, he mumbled closing his eyes. "Oh Simone, you are who you’re, but I am no less than you Butter Scotch. Two can play the game, Darling. If you think by trying to seduce me into having sex with you, you’ll prove a point then you’re so wrong because, by the time I’m done with you, you’ll regret kissing or touching me ever. Let’s hope you have a fun time until then.”

They’re both stunning. Clearly listening to our greetings, even if he did not acknowledge us at first, he looked at us and grinned. “Yo.” Yo? I couldn’t help but silently laugh. “Heyyy, handsome.” Susi flirted. Susi’s POV Whew, Simon is HOT. Not my cup of tea because he is obviously not my mate, but YUM. Kia: Really, Su? Can you stop fooling around and find our mate already?

I shrug, “your expertise of course, in my entire life I’ve been with two people, Miller in senior year and it was just awkward sex in the back of his car, and then… Taser, which- let’s be honest, my books make me wetter than he does.” His eyebrows kissed his forehead before he turned and continued walking again. I had to speedwalk to keep up with his long strides, the asshole. “After our arrangement ends,” I whispered, “I will be back in the dating world, and I want to be in it, knowing that I at least know what good sex feels like.” “Stop talking.” “And clearly, you know all about it since women flock to you like bees to honey even though you’re a fucking neantherthal. No offense.”

Maybe it was the loud snoring from the old man in the next bed or just his own restless mind, but Jedediah felt an urgent need to talk to someone. Without thinking, he opened the chat with me. He typed cautiously: [Are you there?] A second later, a red dot appeared, followed by the prompt: [You haven't added her as a friend yet.] Jedediah clenched his phone, while I looked at Georgia's latest post, bursting into laughter. The caption read: [Refuse to be an emotional trash can.] I liked her post, and she started a chat with me. Gigi: [Ugh, I'm losing interest in my crush.]

I wake about an hour later. It’s warm in the room, and I have a slight headache, but I feel a whole lot better when I look at my phone and discover I have another match, and he’s already sent me a message. His name’s Tim, and he’s the first guy I swiped right on. He’s twenty-six, a dentist, he plays Minecraft, and he Likes Alien. Oh well. Here goes. Tim:Hey! Looks like we matched :-) He used punctuation and a smiley emoji. Things are looking up!

I said. I told him, "Remember when we talked about oral sex and you said you weren’t sure you’d like it? If you win next week, I’ll give you oral sex. Then, if you’re the kind of man I think you are, you’ll return the favor." "OH JESUS! Yes! Yes, Diana! I’ll win next week for sure! For sure!" I said, "Good. You don’t know how much I want my pussy licked, Simon! But for tonight, it’s your turn to finger me, right after you lick the cum off my breasts."

I decided to check out the chat. Smirky Douchebook: Hey. Smirky Douchebook: U up? Smirky Douchebook: Lol, that sounded like a booty call, didn’t it? Smirky Douchebook: Hey, Cassie. Smirky Douchebook: Earth to Cassie. Smirky Douchebook: Hellooo… Smirky Douchebook: Don’t tell me you’re still sleeping? It was 6:00 a.m. when he sent that. Freaking doofus.

Fuck thinking that he was just a man deprived of sex, and the feeling would go if he fucked anyone. The only person he wanted to fuck was her, and knowing they couldn't do it, he went for the the next available option. Something he wouldn't do if he was sober. He pulled out his phone, went to his email app. from: simonbeaumont@cardwelluniveristy.edu.com to: zoeyprince@cardwelluniversity.edu.com Call me +44 7982 329968