Cherié

Chapter 6

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The next few weeks all I thought about was our tit for tat and was she really not going to give in? Was her pride that overbearing? I was going to f**k her again Even if it was going to be in the library. There was no way she’d deny me my desire.

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She was at the library in a dress again. This one was ruffled at the bottom with a knitted floral pattern but just as revealing as the last. To top it off, there was a man she was with. He was pathetic to look at. Chubby and balding. He carried books for her as they conversed. When she laughed she would caress him his arm, his hand at first. Then it progressed to her stroking the bald patch on his head and his cheek.

I laughed there was no way in hell he could satisfy that burning desire between her legs. She laughed and moved the hair from around her ear when he leaned in to whisper to her. He licked her neck and she moaned and licked her lips. I walked over to them. “Can you unlock one of the study labs for me?”

“Oscar has the keys.”

“It’s his break.” I reminded her.

She smiled at me and left her friend without a word. “That’s your type?” I asked her.

“Maybe.” Was all she said and that made me burn.

“What do you want?” I asked.

“Nothing,” she laughed so nonchalantly.

She could deny it all she wanted to, but she was a brat to the core. “I want to see if we can”-

“No we can’t.”

“Why is he here?”

“Why are you here?”

“Unless he is working on a dissertation on s*x education or anatomy he shouldn’t be feeling you up.”

“Lots of guys feel me up. And all of them are punished for it. Do you want to be one of those guys?”

“What if I do?”