I tore off my clothes, utterly mortified to be covered in puke. I shouldn’t have drunk so much. Before Casso, I could hold my liquor. Perhaps my body reacted so disgustingly because of the pregnancy hormones still in me.
Another wave hit, just as I’d stripped down. I retched into the toilet.
Please, just kill me now.
15
Boxer
It was a little after six in the morning, so not many people were up. I was because of my long nap yesterday. I’d woken up an hour ago and couldn’t lie in bed any longer, consumed by guilt over how I treated Aspen yesterday. So I got up and, for whatever reason, came down to the basement where the dorms were.
The sound of someone coughing and gagging halted my steps down the stairs. I dialed into it. It didn’t sound like a man. It could be a kitten, but something told me it was Aspen, as I remembered how much she’d drank last night. I should turn around and go back upstairs. Coming down to the dorms was a bad idea.
But my feet wouldn’t move as I listened. My fucking guilty heart wouldn’t let me retreat. I needed to see her, maybe help her after I was a dick to her. Tensely, I continued my journey to investigate.
What I found brought about a cocktail of emotions inside me. Confusion and sympathy as Aspen clung to the rim of the toilet.
Then desire.
Followed by hate.
I held back a groan of frustration because, dammit, I felt terrible for her. I really did.
On the flip side of sympathy, lust accelerated my heart rate.
Aspen on her knees was a sight to behold in light-pink lace panties and matching camisole. Her blonde hair was pulled over her shoulder, revealing the side of her plump breast. Her supple flesh poked out of the thin fabric as if begging to escape its confinement.
I stood frozen at the threshold of the community bathroom. She was in an open stall six feet away. Why in the hell was she nearly naked?
Aspen was delicious and tempting. Christ, there was nothing left to the imagination as I ogled her like a desperate pervert. My cock twitched with excitement, proof I was a fucking weak-ass man when it came to her.
I couldn’t get past her lack of clothes as my eyes traveled over the firm, round curvature of her ass. I wanted to sink my teeth into each butt cheek. I held back a groan, licking my lips like a goddamned animal.
If she wasn’t barfing, I might lose all control. Take her right here on the tile floor, praying the mysteries of the earth would be on my side, and she’d willingly… No,desperatelyaccept my advances.
A flood of unchaste, erotic scenes played in my head. Ones I’d sell my soul to the Devil to experience with Aspen. I imagined her legs spread open, my face buried between them, feasting on her; her screams of pleasure encouraging me further as her nails scratched my scalp.
My cock turned hard as granite, waking me from the enjoyable and dirty musings I wished were reality.
Not much more than a minute had passed as I gawked at the woman who unknowingly owned my heart. She’d never know how much power she had over me.
Shockingly, Aspen hadn’t realized I was here.
She reached for the toilet paper, ripping off a section to dry her eyes and wipe her mouth. Slowly her gaze flitted my way and up my towering length. I stepped out of the shadows and startled her to her feet.
“Ah!”
“Relax.” I raised my hands. “It’s just me. You okay?” Raking my eyes over her, I noticed the small triangular piece of lace didn’t cover much of her pussy as she faced me.
“Oh my God! What… Why… Why’re you watching me?” she stuttered, her perfect mouth gaping. I missed her lips so much.
My eyes locked on her hardened nipples under the thin fabric. “I heard someone barfing their guts up. Wanted to make sure no one was dying in here.”
Aspen glanced down at herself. “You are so rude,” she whisper-shouted, totally appalled. Her top had twisted, showing off half the side of her breast. She yanked it back into place, her face turning a sexy shade of red. Notwithstanding her obvious embarrassment, she held her ground confidently, not covering herself up.
Crossing my arms over my chest, I stared at her with a devilish grin. Her petite frame had all the right curves in all the right places. She was stunning, from her legs up to her long hair and those emerald green eyes glaring back at me.
Fuck me, I was a goner.