LORI
“f**k, Lori,” he muttered against my lips, his voice cracked open, all gravel and need. “You’re going to wreck me.”
“Good,” I whispered back, smirking even as my breath hitched, “then at least we’ll be even.”
He laughed then pressed his mouth to my neck, trailing kisses down my throat that had me clinging to him like he was the only solid thing left in the world. Every brush of his lips pulled another sound out of me, and I didn’t care how loud I was, didn’t care if the whole damn dorm heard. All I cared about was him, the heat of his hands on my body, the way he kissed me like he couldn’t stop even if he wanted to.
I slid my hands under his shirt, fingertips dragging over the ridges of his stomach, and he shivered, groaning against my skin as I pushed the fabric higher. His muscl
