Nash
Leaving Vanessa was harder than I thought it was going to be. I hadn't gone to her room with the intention of doing what I did, but I couldn't resist myself. All I had wanted was to talk to her. To try and start my pursuit of her to show her she could trust me, but instead, that fell apart. Something about her made me, different. Something about her drove me crazy.
The moment I stepped out of the dorm building, my phone was ringing off the hook. I'd tried to ignore the buzzing from my pocket when I was pleasing her from the text messages coming through, but I knew it was only going to cause issues afterward.
“Yes," I stated with a grunt as I answered my phone, overly annoyed at the interruption. My phone going off was the main reason, but my c**k was straining in my pants and not
