Mirrored

Ryan was secreted away in the university’s library basement, sitting in a chair with the extremely hot Tina Rockwell straddling his lap. Her hiked-up white mini skirt left little to the imagination as the globes of her ass hid the g-string of her panties. Ryan rubbed one of her plushy cheeks before giving it a hard slap.

“Ow, fuck, not so hard,” she protested, peering down at him.

He shared one of the signature smirks that made all women want him more.”What, you don’t like that?”

“Fuck off,” Tina said, trying to get out of Ryan’s grasp.

His smirk turned into a friendly grin, bringing her down to his level before kissing her. All of Tina’s complaints were rectified, deepening the kiss.

Then she shoved him away, pushing off against the broad shoulders of his black peacoat.

He stifled a laugh, showing off his pearly white teeth before releasing her so she could stand.

“You’re a real jackass, you know that?” she playfully pouted.

Tina tried to ignore his brown, almond-shaped eyes, stubble-covered chiseled jaw, and kissable soft lips. It was hard, but she managed, fixing her skirt and pink halter that had risen halfway up her midsection.

“Yeah, I know, and that’s why you keep coming back,” Ryan slyly retorted.

Tina stopped fussing with her shirt, peering back at Ryan. His eyes felt as if they could burn right through her. She loved when his wavy black hair was down, grazing his shoulders, and Ryan knew this too. Absently, Tina ran her fingers through her blondish hair, wishing it was his. A devilish glint flashed in her eyes as she met Ryan’s gaze. “Last Tuesday night was….” She shrugged, “Fuck it. It was amazing.”

Ryan fought hard against his growing disinterest. “Are you talking about round one or two? I had fun both times, but I was hoping we could have a round three.” He shrugged, “You know, a tie-breaker.”

Her eyes lit up, “Later on tonight, after you’re done with your study group?”

Ryan smiled, “No, I’ll have to rush back to my apartment to finish that paper I told you about.” There was always some unfinished paper he told some girl about. “Besides, don’t you have a boyfriend to entertain?”

He didn’t have to wait long to see the guilt building over her expression. His dick perked up ever so slightly.

Tina slightly shook her head as if recalibrating before she let out a breath. “Tomorrow night, then?” She fought hard to find the right tone, hoping she didn’t sound desperate. Ryan slowly shook his head. Tina rolled her eyes, “Whatever, I got to go.”

She started to turn, but Ryan caught her hand, pulling her back. “Where do you think you’re going?”

“To hang out with my filthy rich boyfriend.”

Ryan snickered, pulling her waify body closer to his, “Aren’t you a trust-fund baby too, ‘Ms. Daddy Donated a New Wing to the Science Center?’ There’s no need to get in your feelings. I might not have time tonight, but I didn’t say I couldn’t make some time right here, right now.”

Tina’s brows furrowed, but Ryan knew he was close to getting what he wanted when she bit her bottom lip. But that wasn’t anything new. Ryan always got what he wanted.

She looked around, “I’m not going to have sex in a musty library basement. What if we get caught?”

“The door’s locked, remember?”

“I didn’t remember that, but what about the librarian? I’m sure she has another key. How did you get a key for this room anyway?”

He chuckled, “That would be a sight. Ms. Montgomery double-clicking, watching your fat ass while you ride my—”

“Ew, she has to be in her fifties,” Tina complained with her face turned up.

“Hey, what’s wrong if she got off watching two gorgeous twenty-somethings fucking? Even your dad knows it’s good to be charitable when you can. Anyway, we can’t judge what’s underneath her favorite cardigan.” He arched his brow, “No one should underestimate a silver fox.”

Tina laughed, but Ryan should know since he had already taken Rachel on several test drives. His friends joked that Ms. Montgomery literally fucked the Oedipus complex out of him. The memory of his conquest readied him further for his current one.

His eyes fell on Tina’s hardened nipples, lightly licking his lips before meeting her gaze. “You’re wearing one of your lacy bras with no padding, aren’t you?”

She looked down at his baggy grey sweats, finding his erection without issue. “You look like a bum. A t-shirt with sweats and a peacoat?”

He feigned hurt feelings, “Don’t forget my sick kicks.”

“I’ll never sleep with you again if you ever repeat what you just said.”

“Fair enough, but I think I’ve dressed appropriately for studying.” Ryan didn’t bother to mention that sweats were best for easy access. “Anyway, I can’t pull off knee-high boots the way you can. You can tell me the truth. You wore the outfit and the bra to please me, right? Especially the bra.”

There was a slight blush over her cheeks, “Maybe I thought about how my lacy bras are your favorite.”

They were his favorite, but only for the smaller-chested women. Pert breasts with nice-sized nipples in a delicate bra got him going. Yet, heavy-chested women also had a special place in his heart, wearing a padded bra or none at all. Just as long as he got to try to drown himself between them.

Ryan guided her between his legs before snaking his hand up her skirt. One swipe was all it took to move the barrier that kept him from her moistening, soft folds. “So, let’s make sure you didn’t get dressed up for no reason, and we wouldn’t want to disappoint Ms. Montgomery.”

Tina giggled, “You’re so nasty. You like the idea of someone catching us, don’t you?”

His fingers began their circular movements. Tina’s breath slightly hitched. “Yes, but I think you like it too. I think it would turn you on if your trust fund jock of a boyfriend found you pounding yourself against some balls other than his.”

Tina moved away from Ryan’s touch, staring down at him as if she hadn’t already made up her mind. No words were spoken while he lifted his hip and lowered his pants, giving Tina a place to sit. Keeping his expression neutral, he took hold of his stiffened cock. It only took a couple of long, thoughtful strokes before she hiked up her skirt and relieved herself of her panties.

Ryan moved his hand as she lowered herself on top of him. As Tina’s inner walls hugged him, he let out a low victorious moan. First, she started nice and slow but quickly picked up her pace.

“What happens after Jason finds us?” Tina breathily said between thrusts.

Ryan was in his happy place and didn’t enjoy Tina’s voice disturbing it. “I don’t know, you tell me?” he stated before thrusting upward.

She yelped but never lost her beat. “Fuck… First, Jason watches in disbelief before storming in and calling me a dirty slut.” Her muscles constricted as a fresh batch of wetness coated Ryan’s shaft.

This was now a game Ryan wanted to be a part of. He reached up, wrapping his hand around her hair, and brought her lips to his. The sultry kiss slowed their tempo, but in tandem, they pushed into each other, keeping the friction going.

He broke their kiss but kept close. “That’s right, tell me how fucking dirty you are.”

“Jason thought I would stop riding you, but I don’t. I can’t….” Her brain had lost all words as she continued to enjoy the fantasy in her head.

“Then I tell Jason why you can’t. What do I say?” Ryan greedily pandered for more stimuli.

“You tell him I’m a cheating whore that likes waiting her turn for the best dick attending this school.”

Again, her pussy tightly spasmed, causing Ryan’s dick to jerk deep within her. His mouth slacked, savoring every jolt of sensation as she bottomed out, hitting the base of his cock.

“God, I can’t wait to hear what’s next.”

And Tina couldn’t wait to tell him.