The PreGame Ritual (Lynstone University Book 1) by Alexandra Warren Page B
Authors: Alexandra Warren
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crossing her legs up under her and putting her lacey black panties on full display. She still didn’t seem bothered as she engrossed herself back in the movie. I engrossed myself in trying to figure out how to get things started without coming off as a dick.
I mean, she wanted it too, right?
Of course she wanted it; she said she wanted it.
Was she trying to back out?
I definitely wasn’t gonna press her about it and truth be told, I was cool with just chillin’ if that’s what she wanted to do. Our time would…
“It’s kind of hot in here, huh?” She questioned, as she pulled her t-shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor leaving her in nothing but her bra and panties. My mouth went dry as I took in every ounce of woman she was putting on display; things I never got to see, like the little basketball tattoo dawning her pelvis and things I always wondered what they looked like up close like her big ass titties. They were damn near falling out of the bra that didn’t match her panties but looked just as sexy.
“ Ava…. ”
“Hm?” Her little mischievous smile told me she knew exactly what she was doing.
I knew I wouldn’t be able to contain myself much longer so even though my breath was mostly taken away, I was able to pipe out, “I need you to say it. I need you to say yes.”
“Yes? Yes, as in yes I consent to have sex with you? Or yes, as in yes you are taking way too long, get your ass over here? ”
ava.
I giggled.
Then I bit my lip, squeezed my legs and giggled a little more.
I knew I was awake, but my eyes weren’t opening because I was too busy feeling something. Something warm; no hot, it was definitely hot, and moist and…
Damn, what is that?
I peeled my eyes open and looked straight down to where the sensation was coming from. He peeked up at me, lifting just enough to give me a little smile, before he went back to work licking, and nibbling, and sucking places that hadn’t been touched in that way in ages. My eyes closed on their own as I let his tongue do the talking. It wasn’t long before my body tensed up and released with a liquidy round of applause for his dedication.
Miles rose from the bed, wiping his face and licking his fingers as he said, “Breakfast of Champions.” He was still naked from the night before and just the sight of him had me ready to skip out on every responsibility I had for the day.
“Is that right?”
He crawled up to me, hovering right over my face as he answered, “That’s right, ma. So when they ask me after I hit this game winner tonight, I’m gonna say, ‘No Wheaties, bruh. Just some good ass, nutritional ass pussy.’” I gave him a little push, causing him to tumble onto the bed next to me.
“You better not say that!”
“I was just joking with you, beautiful. Can’t let everybody in on my little secret.”
He was resting on his elbow with all eyes on me and strangely enough, I was the one embarrassed about making eye contact. After last night, I knew he would never look at me the same, but I didn’t wanna give him the impression that all I wanted to be was fuck-buddies. Being honest with myself, the fact that we had undeniable chemistry beforehand was what made it all the better.
“Well, you should probably get going, huh?”
“Probably? Yes. Do I want to? No. Are you making that any easier with your sexy ass? Hell no,” he answered, as he stroked my thigh that was tangled in the comforter.
“Game time, baby. Not even nutritional ass pussy comes before that.”
“Says who?”
“ Miles… ”
“Alright fine, but don’t you wanna...check and see if Avery is out there first or somethin’?” I was surprised that he even considered her. I mean, if I was anything near the cheerleader I assumed I sounded like last night, she already knew and knew it well.
“Not really.”
He seemed surprised by my reply. “Oh, so you’re...cool then?” It wasn’t that I was cool, I just
I mean, she wanted it too, right?
Of course she wanted it; she said she wanted it.
Was she trying to back out?
I definitely wasn’t gonna press her about it and truth be told, I was cool with just chillin’ if that’s what she wanted to do. Our time would…
“It’s kind of hot in here, huh?” She questioned, as she pulled her t-shirt over her head and tossed it to the floor leaving her in nothing but her bra and panties. My mouth went dry as I took in every ounce of woman she was putting on display; things I never got to see, like the little basketball tattoo dawning her pelvis and things I always wondered what they looked like up close like her big ass titties. They were damn near falling out of the bra that didn’t match her panties but looked just as sexy.
“ Ava…. ”
“Hm?” Her little mischievous smile told me she knew exactly what she was doing.
I knew I wouldn’t be able to contain myself much longer so even though my breath was mostly taken away, I was able to pipe out, “I need you to say it. I need you to say yes.”
“Yes? Yes, as in yes I consent to have sex with you? Or yes, as in yes you are taking way too long, get your ass over here? ”
ava.
I giggled.
Then I bit my lip, squeezed my legs and giggled a little more.
I knew I was awake, but my eyes weren’t opening because I was too busy feeling something. Something warm; no hot, it was definitely hot, and moist and…
Damn, what is that?
I peeled my eyes open and looked straight down to where the sensation was coming from. He peeked up at me, lifting just enough to give me a little smile, before he went back to work licking, and nibbling, and sucking places that hadn’t been touched in that way in ages. My eyes closed on their own as I let his tongue do the talking. It wasn’t long before my body tensed up and released with a liquidy round of applause for his dedication.
Miles rose from the bed, wiping his face and licking his fingers as he said, “Breakfast of Champions.” He was still naked from the night before and just the sight of him had me ready to skip out on every responsibility I had for the day.
“Is that right?”
He crawled up to me, hovering right over my face as he answered, “That’s right, ma. So when they ask me after I hit this game winner tonight, I’m gonna say, ‘No Wheaties, bruh. Just some good ass, nutritional ass pussy.’” I gave him a little push, causing him to tumble onto the bed next to me.
“You better not say that!”
“I was just joking with you, beautiful. Can’t let everybody in on my little secret.”
He was resting on his elbow with all eyes on me and strangely enough, I was the one embarrassed about making eye contact. After last night, I knew he would never look at me the same, but I didn’t wanna give him the impression that all I wanted to be was fuck-buddies. Being honest with myself, the fact that we had undeniable chemistry beforehand was what made it all the better.
“Well, you should probably get going, huh?”
“Probably? Yes. Do I want to? No. Are you making that any easier with your sexy ass? Hell no,” he answered, as he stroked my thigh that was tangled in the comforter.
“Game time, baby. Not even nutritional ass pussy comes before that.”
“Says who?”
“ Miles… ”
“Alright fine, but don’t you wanna...check and see if Avery is out there first or somethin’?” I was surprised that he even considered her. I mean, if I was anything near the cheerleader I assumed I sounded like last night, she already knew and knew it well.
“Not really.”
He seemed surprised by my reply. “Oh, so you’re...cool then?” It wasn’t that I was cool, I just
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