Chapter 3
Alexandra’s pov
“God damn it why did he have to sit right here,” I muttered low as Ethan dropped into the seat next to me in the mid-morning psych lecture hall without even asking.
The room buzzed with students settling in but all I could focus on was the heat from his body so close.
My binder pressed tight on my t**s making my n*****s stay hard and sensitive from the morning walk.
My bare p***y had not dried up since the assembly and now with him right there the seam of my jeans dug right against my swollen c**t every time I shifted.
He leaned over with that easy grin, his messy hair falling across his forehead.
“Morning Alex. I saved you from sitting next to some boring ass probably. This prof looks like he jerks off to his own syllabus.”
I forced a low chuckle kee
