"Alexandra fuck," he breathed out slamming into me again. One of my legs was over his shoulder and his face in my hair. My back arched as he hit my gspot and I screamed.
"Kash don't fucking stop." He laughed biting my ear lobe.
"As if I would stop fucking this pussy." His voice was dark and rough and I fucking loved it. I let out a mixture of a groan and a scream as my pussy grabbed him like a vice, my whole body shuddering, my orgasm punching me in the gut. Kash grabbed my thigh pushing ridiculously deep into me and holding himself there moaning out, I felt his dick throb inside of me as I moved my head to look at him.
"Fuck," he said smiling at me. It was infectious and I smiled back.
I sighed as I pushed open the door to the social studies block. I only had one term left and I could finally get my degree. I was irritated as I had to take a term of social policy to complete my sociology degree and I honestly couldn't think of anything more fucking boring. It was even worse the class started at eight thirty and my hangover certainly wasn't helping. My boots made a clunking noise and it wasn't until I heard the noise I realised the corridor was empty. I looked at my watch, arghh I was fucking late as well. I prayed as I opened the door that there was a chair at the back I could fall into. I closed the door quietly not looking up as I tried to get to the closest seat possible.
"Good morning! Class actually started ten minutes ago." I slammed my eyes shut as I felt the whole hall look at me. I looked up and when I did my stomach completely fell out of me. Fuck, fuck this could not be happening.
"Sorry," I mumbled looking back down. I was at the back, maybe he didn't notice. I got my notepad out and stared at it. I wasn't even listening to what was being said. I just wanted to get out of here as soon as possible. My eyes were down until I realised I couldn't do this. I shoved my notepad in my bag and stood up, he looked up at me and I could see it in his face, he knew. I ran for the door slamming it shut. I was practically running as I got my phone out of my pocket. I called my best friend.
"You alright queen?"
"Noah this is fucking bad!" I was out of breath and needed to sit down. I ran outside and sat on the bench outside the University building.
"Babe what's happened?" Noah’s voice was as panicky as mine.
"You know that guy I took home last night?"
"Yeah the gorgeous dark skinned one I remember, Kash was his name?" Noah said and I knew he was smirking.
"He is my fucking social policy teacher Noah. What the fuck am I going to do?" I asked, still trying to catch my breath.
"What? Shut up Alex where are you now?"
"I'm outside because I was late to the class."
"Obviously," Noah chuckled, my lateness was the thing he hated most about me.
"Fuck off Noah I'm freaking here." I was biting half off my hand off, my leg shaking.
"Babe you can't un fuck him and you need policy to complete your degree no?" I nodded even though he couldn't see me. "So you don't really have a choice here. You need to go back in."
"How can I go back in now?" I asked through gritted teeth.
"They don't have breaks? Just mull around and then go in. Keep your head down and leave" I stood up running my hands down my jeans.
"You have no sympathy for me do you?" I asked breathing in.
"Not in the slightest I wonder how old he is? Did you ask?"
"I barely got his name" I mumbled trying not to laugh. Noah cracked up the sound making me smile.
"Go back call me later."
"Okay," I breathed putting my phone in my pocket and walking back. My stomach was hurting and my anxiety was through the roof. How did this happen? Why was I this unlucky that a random one night stand happened to be my policy teacher? Like who did I piss on in a previous life for this to happen? I think it was even worse that Kash was literally the sexiest man alive and we exchanged numbers last night. I actually wanted to see him again but now? Not happening. I stood outside the classroom, pacing and waiting for some form of break. I looked at the time, they had been in there for ages and as I was about to give up the door opened. A few people came out and I poked my head in. Kash was standing at the front looking at his laptop. I saw my same seat I had exited was still free and as I went to sit down my phone beeped. I rolled my eyes getting comfortable in the chair knowing Noah was texting me giving me shit. My heart dropped as I saw the text wasn't from Noah at all, it was from Kash. I swallowed, my mouth bone dry as I opened it.
K: 'When class is finished stay where you are.'
I looked up at him and he wasn't giving anything away, typing on his laptop and ignoring the rest of the room.
"Alexandra what's happening?!" I moved my head to Liam who was in the front row. I waved. "Come sit with me," Liam said and I shook my head. "Come seriously, I saw you and Noah at bar one last night. Was it good?!" Oh my god Liam shut the fuck up. Liam was in my sociology degree class and he generally was a nice guy. Noah was adamant he fancied me but he couldn't be further from my type. The same height as me, dirty blonde hair and he was only what I would describe as a lad. Made jokes about women in the kitchen that sort of shit. I nodded.
"Did Noah get lucky?" He asked. I stood up.
"Oh my god Liam if I sit next to you will you shut the fuck up?! Why are you talking like we're the only ones here?!" I shouted, grabbing my bag, all the faces left in the room were looking at me and as I came down the stairs I looked at Kash whose face was on the laptop but I swear I saw a small smirk. I sat next to Liam who was grinning.
"Bar one was it good?" He asked as I pulled my notepad out of my bag.
"Yeah it was alright. Regretting it now," I chuckled. I froze quickly as I looked up at Kash. He clearly heard me but I didn't mean what it sounded like.
"I mean my hang over shit," I said to Liam who laughed.
"I was going to say you don't look great."
"Fuck you Liam." I growled giving him the finger.
"Did Noah get lucky?" Liam asked again, flicking his blonde hair out of his face. My eyes squinted.
"Why do you care?" I raised my eyebrow.
"Just wondered," he shrugged.
"He didn't, no" I lied. Why was Liam so interested I wondered? "Why don't you ask him why?" Liam looked over at me and shook his head.
"Whatever Alex". I laughed looking down at my notepad.
"Right guys let's go please!" Kash shouted and I kept my eyes down. I was barely listening, my eyes on my note pad the whole time. I would really have to get a copy of the notes from Liam. There would be no point in me having to sit here with Kash if I didn't actually learn anything.
"Okay read chapter six for me please see you Wednesday.'' Kash said and the hall stood up. I went to stand and Kash glanced over at me.
"You coming to lunch?" Liam asked standing on the stairs.
"Yeah meet you there," I said weakly, pushing my dark hair out of my face. Liam nodded and walked out, I slowly packed my bag as I looked up at Kash, he was eyeing the door waiting for everybody to leave.
"What the fuck are you doing here?" He growled his dark eyes staring into my own hazel ones.
"I go here," I replied, my eyes automatically scanning his body. Last night Kash certainly didn't seem like the man who was a University lecturer. I remember his dark skin glistening above me, his plump lips hovering over mine as I ran my hands over his short shaved black hair, his beard was beautiful as well, black and short but suited him perfectly. I tried to ignore my wetness just remembering it.
"Fuck," he said turning around. "Can you change this class?" His reaction hurt my chest and I frowned at him.
"No, I need it to get my degree." I was standing with my handbag over my shoulder.
"You need to change this class," he spoke again, more firmly.
"No I fucking don't. You don't have to talk to me" I said, starting to walk up the stairs. "Alexandra stop," he whispered and I turned around.
"What? You think I like this? The guy who gave me multiple orgasms last night teaches me fucking boring as fuck social policy? If I could change the class I would." My voice was like ice and I tried to ignore the thumping in between my legs.
"How old are you?" He asked, completely ignoring everything I just said.
"Twenty four," I whispered.
"Thank fuck," he replied running his hand over his face. I nearly burst out laughing but managed to cough it down. I was older than my fellow students but I was a late bloomer, not really knowing what I wanted to do until I was way out of school. Kash stared at me before he spoke.
"Multiple?" He smirked.
"Whatever," I said, turning and walking up the stairs.
"Alexandra don't say anything please" I replied to him not even turning round.
"I won't. Ignore me and I'll ignore you". I pulled the door open and let it slam behind me. Fuck fuck. I stopped as my phone was ringing in my bag, I grabbed it out and saw it was Noah.
"You went back in?" Noah asked as I answered.
"Went that well hey?" He chuckled.
"Guys a dick, told me to change the class." I was walking to my car, I had a class in about forty five minutes and I planned to sleep in my car until then.
"Ouch. What are you going to do?"
"I can’t do anything I have to take this boring as fuck class staring at him three times a week" I sighed as I got into my car, my head on my steering wheel.
"Yeah he is sexy as fuck isn't he."
"Noah, I could have jumped him again. Oh by the way Liam wants to fuck you." I laughed and Noah scoffed.
"He's straight babe."
"Not for you." I laughed, cheering myself up. Noah groaned.
"Why did you even introduce me to that guy?"
"Because he's the only person who talks to me in this shit hole", I mumbled.
"That's what happens when you're a bitch. Give Liam my number," Noah said and hung up on me. I laughed looking at my phone. He was such a dick. I put my hands on my wheel staring at my tattooed hand, the colours bright against my pale skin. I had a love heart tattoo next to my thumb and I traced it trying to calm down. I had a whole six months of this class and I didn't even know if I was going to be able to handle staring at Kash three times a week for that long. I picked up my phone and stared at his number. I jumped when my phone buzzed a text from none other than Kash.
K: 'I handled that really badly sorry.'
I looked at the text and scoffed. Throwing my phone to the side I closed my eyes trying to get rid of this raging hangover and my own anxiety.