Quarterback Sneak

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HotSprings22
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Just as she thought she was about to pass out, Alceo stopped in front of building 12D. He held the door open for politely and ushered her inside.

What do we talk about, what do I say? How long will he let me stay here?

They hopped on the elevator and got off on the sixth floor. The butterflies in her stomach multiplies ten fold as he stood outside his stood and pulled out his keys. She watched as he opened the door and stepped in. He put her wet stuff on his desk and rushed to pick up random pieces of clothing -- boxers, and a girls bra. Great.

"You can have a seat right there." He pointed to he chair at his desk.

"Thanks." Galynn couldn't stand how small and nervous her voice sounded.

She sat down in the chair, not sure what to do.

"Do you have a friend you can call to come pick you up?"

Galynn turned to answer him but quickly looked away. "Umm," she stammered as she tried to get her brain to focus. Her face heated as she tried to come up with an answer. "No -- no, I don't know anyone that has a car."

She tried not to look but couldn't help herself. Out of the corner of her eye she watched as he threw his hoodie on the bed and looked around for another shirt to put on.

Good god he's gorgeous. Her eyes traveled along his color bone and snaked now the lines of his stomach. His chest was broad and solid with a fine sprinkling of hair. His naturally tanned skin looked smooth. She felt her tongue wet her lips as she could feel her heartbeat between her the apex in her thighs. Her eyes settled on the V leading to what was hidden beneath his jeans, the sexy line of hair from his navel pointing as a guide.

Her mouth opened and she forgot to close it as her breath hitched.

"Here, why don't you change your clothes too?" Alceo's dark voice pulled her from her haze as he turned to face her full on.

"I -- I don't have a change of clothes." She had a hard time meeting his eyes, but eventually she was able to pull her gaze away from his body.

"You can put these on." Galynn watched as Alceo stepped closer to her, his chest still bare. She could almost make out the drops of water that had soaked through his clothes and settled on his skin.

She stood slowly, hesitant to say anything, but knew she would be grateful for whatever dry piece of clothing he was holding out to her. She took the cloth from his hands; it was a pair of sweats. She turned from him anxious to change but not wanting to show him her body.

Hands shaking she snapped the button on her jeans. She turned to see Alceo still staring at her. "Aren't you going to turn around?" she asked him over her shoulder.

"You got a free show, why shouldn't I?" Galynn's mouth dropped open as Alceo's eyebrow hitched.

He'd caught her staring at him. Again. Her face burned hot, but she didn't budge. "Turn around."

She watched as Alceo turned his back to her as she shook her head. She waited a beat then turned and quickly and pushed her pants over her hips. She stepped into the sweat pants quickly pulling them up over her hips. She was surprised they were big on her, hanging off the curve of her hips. She groaned wishing she were wearing a longer shirt.

"Umm, do you have a shirt I could borrow?" she asked as she turned back to Alceo. Her frown deepened as she took in the sly smile he was sporting.

"You shouldn't hide, but if you want a shirt, I'll get you one."

He was still naked from the waist up, his pants having slid a little further down his hips. Alceo turned his back and pulled a shirt from a pile next to his bed. "Don't worry, it's clean." He tossed her the shirt and sat back down on the bed eyes fixed on her body.

"What is your problem? Stop staring." He was probably comparing every inch of her skin to all the other coeds he'd been with. Galynn didn't like her chances. "Don't you have to finish getting changed or something?"

"Nope." He leaned back on his elbow and continued to smile and stare. She looked down at her body and her face heated further. Galynn could see her nipples standing out proudly from her body. The whole time he could see her nipples and she hadn't even known. Her shirt was stuck to her in the most revealing way. In a way it was almost worse than having stood in front of him with no shirt on.

Fine, Galynn thought to herself. She turned her back once again, sucked in her stomach and peeled her shirt over her head.

When she turned back around, Alceo was facing away from her slipping a dry shirt over his chest. She couldn't help but feel let down. Obviously he didn't like what he saw.

Galynn looked down at her self. "You gave me a shirt with holes in it."

"You wanted something dry didn't you? That's the only other shirt I have that's clean enough for me to give it to you."

Galynn crossed her arms over her chest trying to hide the view of her bra peeking through the holes and cuts in the shirt.

"What were you working on?" Galynn was startled by the change in subject.

"Oh god, I totally forgot. I have a biochem paper due tomorrow and I don't know what I'm doing. And my computer is gone as are my notes and so is my notebook. I should probably get going. I need to get started at some point if I plan on ever getting done." Galynn turned to gather her stuff.

"Why the rush? I can help you, if you want."

Galynn eyes him curiously. "What do you mean you can help me?"

"I'm a biochem major."

"Seriously?" She couldn't help the chuckle that escaped her lips.

"Fine, you don't want my help, don't take it. But it will probably take you all night to get that done. Besides, all your shit is destroyed." He stretched his long body in his chair, looking at her like he knew he had her. She had no place to go, no way to get there, and nothing to do once she got there.

"Alceo, I don't even have anything to start with."

"Call me Ceo. Everybody does. Who's your professor?" Alceo asked as he turned on his laptop.

"Rockmann."

"Oh, he's easy. All he ever talks about is NADH."

Galynn stared at him with her mouth open. She had heard the term NADH and thought it was vaguely important but she had no idea what it was really about. "I have no idea what that is."

Alceo smiled. He turned back to his computer and started typing away.

After two hours of explaining everything to her and typing furiously at his computer, her report was written. Galynn didn't even have to lift a finger. She watched as his eyebrows bunched and his strong fingers flew across the keyboard. She had spent time sitting next to him, their legs touching and her pretending not to notice.

"What name do I put on the cover page?" How could she have forgotten? She never told him her name.

"Galynn Pierce." He typed it in and stared at the screen for a second. "Galynn, is that Greek?"

Galynn smiled. "Yep, and you pronounced it right. Everyone wants to call me Gay-Lynn. I have no idea but you got it right. Gah-Lynn."

"Cool are you Greek?"

"Yea actually. My mother is Greek and my father is black."

"Awesome. I'm Greek too. One hundred percent."

They sat smiling at each other. Galynn could feel the silence starting to smother her. "Well, thanks so much, but I guess I should get going."

Alceo rubbed his head and looked out the window. "Uh, I don't know if you noticed, but there's like two feet of snow outside."

"Fuck."

"Yea." Galynn noticed he wouldn't look at her. "I guess you can stay here."

Galynn glanced at the twin bed and panic crept into her chest. "Stay here? What do you mean stay here?" She wouldn't admit it but her voice cracked.

"I can take the floor, its cool. Besides you have no place to go and if you did, its not like you can get there now."

"Are you sure?" she asked nervously.

"Yea, no problem. Don't look so scared."

"I'm not scared," Galynn said defensively. "I just don't sleep in the beds of men that I've just met."

"Right," he said as he eyed her.

He reached to grab a pillow off the bed and Galynn jumped. "See, I think you're scared of me."

"Why the hell would I be scared of you?" Galynn pointed her chin up in the air as if to make her point.

Alceo dropped to his knees if front of her and dropped his pillow to the floor.

"You ever play that game as a kid where someone holds their hand over your body getting closer and closer to the places you want them to touch and they ask if you're getting nervous?"

"Yea. So?" Galynn could taste her heat beating in her mouth.

"I bet you wouldn't last two minutes," he said with a grin.

"Of course I could. I would last longer than you." She couldn't stop the words from falling from her lips, but she couldn't take them back now. Why was she doing this? Why was she letting him bait her like this? Was it because he wrote her paper for him -- was this what he wanted in return? She would have asked, but she couldn't bring herself to say it out loud.

Or maybe he just got off on making girls uncomfortable. Maybe this was some sort of sick joke and there was a camera hidden somewhere in the room. Maybe this could be a lot of things, but Galynn wanted it. She knew she shouldn't and knew she would probably get hurt, but just a small part of her wanted to live a little.

Galynn always played the part of the conservative sweet girl. She should have gotten up and run then, but part of her wanted to push to see how far she could take it. If she didn't, she would regret it for the rest of her life. She would never have another chance to be alone in Alceo Russell's dorm room again with him on his knees in front of her. Damn the consequences, she was going to do what she really wanted for once.

"So, you think you can beat me at this game?" Galynn raised an eyebrow and smirked. No, she didn't think she could beat him at this game, but was she willing to take a chance?

He placed a hand on her leg. "Are you nervous yet?" Galynn could feel the heat from his hand penetrating her pants. She had to keep repeating to herself that she could do this. She could have lost right then, but she was going to push him as far as she could. Galynn shook her head no.

Who is this person? She thought to herself. Her actions became foreign as she spread her legs slightly.

--

Alceo's mind was reeling. What the fuck was he doing? He had this innocent girl perched on the edge of his bed spreading her legs for him, daring him to go further. This wasn't what he wanted, was it? This is how he got everyone else into bed. By challenging them, by making them do what he wanted.

He could tell by the look on her face that this wasn't something she normally did, so why did he feel the need to take her. Maybe it was the way her curls had bunched around her face, and her glasses fogged when she got embarrassed. Maybe it was because he was dying to see what she had underneath the clothes she was wearing -- his clothes.

Good lord, she looked sexy in my clothes. He could tell she didn't like her body by the way she carried herself she wasn't like all the others who he'd been with. They, nameless and faceless girls one after another felt like they were conquering him. They stripped in front of him, bearing it all, not offering any hint of tease or surprise. They never wanted to leave anything to imagination.

But Galynn, she was different. He could tell she preferred to leave everything in the mind of her beholders. How could she not be taken? Her innocent nature and timidity were so refreshing, and shocking enough to Alceo, a turn on. So why was he treating her like this? Because seeing her strip off her clothes as she trusted him not to look was enough to make him hard. He was intrigued by his arousal.

He purposely gave her a shirt with holes in it. He wanted to see if she would actually put it on. He could see the tops of her breasts, the flare of her hips and the curve of her stomach through the shirt that was so old it was nearly sheer. She had no idea what she was doing to him, and he hadn't seen it coming.

When she stood from the desk and suggested she should stay, he wasn't sure what he was thinking, but he knew he didn't want her out of his presence just yet. There was something about her. Galynn's cheeks had flushed and she held her breath as she tried to decide what to do. He watched as his sweats fell another notch on her hips. She was so distracted she hadn't noticed. He got the briefest glimpses of her milk chocolate skin and he wanted to see more.

Usually, he wasn't attracted to black girls. He wasn't adverse to them; he just had never found anyone that had roused his interests. That's not to say he hadn't had sex with a black girl before -- hell, he'd had sex with everyone he could get his hands on his freshman year. But he could feel himself being pulled to Galynn.

So here he was, kneeling before her, his palm hovering close enough to her skin that he could feel her heat through his pants. Just that thought forced blood to his cock. The sexiest thing a woman could do was wear his clothes. No other girls had ever done it. They had always opted for skimpy pieces letting him know what he was in for. He didn't mind that either, but this was better. Way better.

He heard himself ask if she was nervous and she shook her head no. He was trying to move slowly so as not to scare her away. But he could feel his need growing, and he didn't think he could wait too much longer. The hold she had on him was almost mystical, like she was controlling his desires in some way, and he was certain she had no idea.

"How about now?" His hand had slid up her leg just above her knee." He could see her pulse drumming at the base of her neck, but she raised her chin and said no.

Alceo smiled. Good. He crawled closer to her, lodging himself between her legs. She spread her legs wider to accommodate him but she still refused to touch him. Her legs were inches from him sides and suddenly, he caught himself imagining what it would be like to have those legs wrapped around him. Thick and muscular. Womanly. Very much unlike the bones that usually stuck into his sides when he took a woman.

He and bypassed the junction where her legs met, not wanting to make things too predictable, and laid his palm on her side. A hole in the shirt let his thumb come in contact with her silky skin and he heard her gasp. The sound was so uninhibited, so unrestricted; he couldn't help but watch her face as his thumb stroked her skin through the hole.

She was staring down at him intently, her lips parted and breaths coming in gasps. "Are you nervous yet?" His voice was barely above a whisper but she heard him -- her response was a choked, no. He could tell she was debating whether or not to stop. There was a hint of panic in her eyes, but there was also something else. He wanted to see more of it and more of her, so he pushed her onwards.

Alceo's hand snaked up her side, feeling her sharp intake of breath as he reached just under her breasts running the pad of his thumb on the underside of the fabric separating his skin from hers. He pressed his finger there, feeling her warmth envelope his hand. She placed a hand on the bed to stead her and her legs clamped around his sides.

He smiled as he watched all her emotions play across her face, the game forgotten. His finger led the way from the base of her bra to circle around her nipple. Her head dropped back and her mouth opened as he pulled at the bud with his thumb and forefinger. He didn't bother to ask her if he made her nervous this time, he just wanted to watch her face as pleasure over took her.

With one hand, he unsnapped her bra and pulled it from her body as his other hand grabbed her thigh and pulled it tighter to his waist. Part of him was afraid she'd run and he didn't want to be caught by surprise.

Her head snapped up and their eyes met. A mixture of shock, want and need snaked across her smooth skin. He looked at her questioningly, asking if he could continue, she hesitated a second and nodded her head, her glasses slipped to the end of her nose.

Alceo watched the line of her neck and wanted to taste her skin. He had never felt anything like this, but he wanted more. She cried out when the heat of his hand landed on the sensitive skin of her breast, skin finally meeting skin. She swallowed hard as he stood up higher on his knees and tipped her backwards, a hand still holding her leg to him.

Alceo watched as Galynn's eyes widened when she felt the hardness of his erection pressing between her legs. He saw the surprise and panic on her face, but he didn't want her running just yet. He pushed her back on the bed and crawled in between her legs careful to put his weight on her side.

He kept up his ministrations trying to distract her from the bulge in his pants. She looked nervous and nervous was a bad thing. He wanted her open and willing -- enough that he could watch and listen to the cries of passion he elicited from her.

Galynn's eyes closed as he continued to caress her skin with his hands. He quickly removed his hand from her shirt and lifted it enough to see the expanse of her skin. His lips descended on her stomach and he felt her sharp intake of breath. When he felt her hand tentatively reach for his hair, he was spurred on.

His tongue took laps around her belly button tasting the sweetness of her skin. His teeth nipped at her sides and he listened to her sighing in pleasure as he continued his onslaught. His mouth traveled higher until he was right at the base of her breast. He could hear her silent pleads for him to continue as he licked the underside of her breast.

His other hand moved from her leg to open over her stomach. He was trying to keep her still, as much as touch her skin, which he couldn't seem to get enough of. He gently bit his way to her nipples circling it with his tongue that sucking it hard into his mouth. Galynn Pierce tasted like candy and he wanted more.

Her cries only served to make him harder, her shaking and moaning causing her leg to stroke his cock, coaxing more precum from the tip. He slid closer to her wanting to get a better grip with his mouth. He licked and tickled her mound with his touch as he heard her gasp 'oh my god' over and over again.

He could smell her musky scent and wanted more. His hand slid from her stomach under the waistband of the sweatpants he'd leant her. He could feel her stomach trembling as her fingers curled in his hair -- one of the main reasons he'd kept it long.

His hand danced at the top of her panties, his breath catching seconds before his slid his fingers beneath them.

My god, she's so wet, his mind screamed as his fingers pushed past her soft curls, bypassing her clit and moving to her slit. She was slick with need, the words falling from her hips. He knew she never acted like this, and knew she couldn't have had that much experience. She couldn't have. All the other girls he'd ever been with weren't so open and honest and uninhibited about what was being done to them. With Galynn, Alceo knew right where he stood.

He fingers danced along her lips as his mouth traveled to her neck. "Do you want it?" he whispered into her ear.

Galynn nodded but it wasn't enough. "I want to hear you say it." His mouth captured the spot on her neck were her clavicle met the base of her neck and her hips bucked.

"I want it," she panted.

Alceo slowly pushed his middle finger into her center. He could feel the puffy, swollen lips trying to pull his fingers in deeper. Galynn's hips bucked again as he slid his finger deeper into her. He bit at her neck not caring if he would leave a mark there. This girl was bunched sexuality, and someone needed to mark her.

The hand in her pants continued to dance until he couldn't hold off any longer. He pushed two fingers deep into her eliciting cries of passion and moisture continued to coat his hand. His hands began to move faster as he heard her breath start to reach a fever pitch.

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