Chapter 69

JAX

I walk upto my building and I freeze.

I look around.

Campus is abuzz with people.

People coming and going from classes.

Couples holding hands.

Groups of friends talking, laughing.

People sprawled out across the greens, reading, listening to music, and high as a kite, wearing sunglasses, staring up at the late morning sun.

I think about my upcoming hockey schedule.

Practice. Games.

I think about my tutoring schedule with Willow.

Not that I need her to tutor me at all, but I enjoy the company.

I touch my jaw.

This is my plan right now…

Go inside. Take a shower.

No.

Skip that.

No shower.

Well, yeah, maybe a quick rinse.

Because I'm going to hit the gym.

I don't want to show up to the gym and smell like sex.

Then again… why not?

Who cares?

Or…

A new plan hits me.

I realize I've just wasted a ton of time here.

Walking all the way across campus. Just to get to my dorm. Just to take a shower.

What the hell, Jax?

This is proof that I'm slipping. That Mila has pushed me over the edge here.

Why in the world would I shower alone?

I need to go back!

I need to run back to her dorm. Right now.

I turn and break out into a jog.

I must look like a crazy man to anyone watching me.

He walks up to the door. Stops. Looks around. Touching his chin. Thinks. And then turns and runs away. He's crazy! Maybe he got bitten by a rapid animal!

Nah, it's not rabies making me act like this.

But I sure as hell don't feel like myself at all.

Mila has worked her way into me. Driving me crazy all the time.

I'm such an idiot for leaving.

If I need a shower. Or a quick rinse. Whatever it is, I'm not going to do it alone.

Mila can do it for me.

Like that first time we showered together.

Damn, Jax… you really screwed up…

Of course this is all Mila's fault.

Waking me up with that mouth of hers. Teasing, loving, sucking.

And when I was done, it was her turn.

Pulling her on top of me. Grabbing my cock and teasing the head of my cock against her clit. Making her jump and groan and wiggle. Then pulling her down… me thrusting up… entering her warm, tight body…

Fuck.

I start to jog faster.

I should not be jogging.

Not with the thoughts in my head.

Now if you really want to get crazy and talk crazy, imagine seeing a hockey player running across campus… with a damn boner…

This is the kind of stuff that Mila does to me.

I have never jogged across campus to get to someone before.

No chance. Never. Ever.

Not even when two stunning cheerleaders were in their dorm together, in a certain naked state, touching and kissing, sending me pics… begging for me to join…

At some point here I'm going to need to explain myself to Mila.

Some of these feelings…

Or I can just kick down the door, grab her and fuck her.

Why not, right?

That's the tough decision I suppose.

Do we talk first? Or do we fuck first?

Well, I mean, we're going to be in the shower together.

So we can talk, flirt, kiss, fuck, shower…

I see her building off in the distance.

I start to smile.

I'm on my way, honey… you better be ready for me…