Tingles
2179 Words
Quinn’s POV
The view of the park was magnificent but I regretted coming. My regret was wholly due to the couples having a romantic moment not that far from the bench I sat on.
I tried to focus on the view but my eyes kept going back to their direction. They looked so good together. I felt a painful tug deep. It was a feeling I’d buried for so long.
They look so sweet together. I wish I had that.
But I didn’t. I didn’t have that. I’d made a choice to be alone and I had to pay the price.
This was definitely not how I envisioned my college life. But here I was waiting on a dream.
I sighed and got up. It was starting to get cold. I needed to get back to my room. The scarf and cardigan wasn’t keeping me warm anymore or was I just creating an excuse to leave. I couldn’t tell but I left anyway.
The girls weren’t back from class yet. Artie had tried to convince me to go out on dates but I told her I was fine this way. I wasn’t.
I needed the comfort only a d**k could give.
It was stupid waiting for Anthony yet that was exactly what I was doing. Hanging on to the hope he was going to look for me and find me in my frozen fortress. It was stupid. He still hadn’t replied any of my messages.
It was time I faced reality. Anthony was doing what he’s suppose to do which is living his life and I need to do the same thing; live my life.
My mom called me just as I got the coffee going. She wanted to know how I was doing. We had had a talk about her overprotective nature and she had dialed it down.
She had the numbers of every person in my dorm and I was sure she had their parents’ numbers too but it was better than cuffing a f*****g tracking bracelet on me.
I wanted to ask if they’ve heard anything from Anthony but I didn’t. He wasn’t my problem after all.
The coffee made me feel better.
I realized how much I missed Haley. I missed the town too. It was a f*****g dank place but it was my f*****g dank place.
Thea was the first to come back from class. She looked exhausted and took a hot shower immediately complaining about how her ass felt like it was frozen.
Artie arrived an hour later with Izzy. They took most classes together.
They talked about the new guy. His room was two doors away. I’d seen him during the introduction on the day of his arrival and I hadn’t thought much of him. He was Portuguese.
The girls thought he was sexy and they argued about smashing him.
Artie commented seeing him a few times with some redheads.
“So we know he has a thing for redheads.” Izzy smirked.
Their eyes moved to me.
“What?”
They all laughed.
“Can’t you see it,” Artie said. “You’re perfect to get Theo.”
I shook my head. Theo the Portuguese didn’t cut it for me.
“I’ll pass.” I said.
Thea snorted. “You always say that. Are you on a nun thingy we don’t know about?”
“It’s not that. I just. I don’t know.” I said feeling conflicted.
I knew. I was waiting for my super hot stepbrother to find me so we could have hot passionate forbidden s*x.
“Plus I have no idea what he looks like.” I admitted with a shrug.
Artie got up, threw on a sweater, and pulled me.
“Today’s your lucky day, Quinn.”
Was she dragging me to Theo’s room? No she couldn’t. She wasn’t.
We passed the first door.
Fuck! She was. Artie, don’t!
I protested heavily but she was just too strong. She dragged me the rest of the way and knocked on his door.
“Relax.” She whispered and then knocked again. “Just act normal.”
You dragged my ass from our room, against my will I might add, to the door of a guy who’s supposed to be hot. What part of this is ‘normal’?!?
He opened on the third knock standing shirtless in the doorway.
My eyes expanded twice their size. I gazed at his full chest and vicious abs. He was sweating. His hot body glistened.
“I’m sorry. I was in the kitchen.” He said with an apologetic smile.
His accent was like a gentle caress on every word that came out of his mouth.
They weren’t f*****g around. Theo was hot!
Artie apologized for the interruption and told him she wanted to borrow a bowl. A weak excuse given she had to pass a door before getting to his room just to borrow a bowl we had almost a thousand of.
I couldn’t focus on their conversation. His brown curly hair and dark brown eyes reminded me of chocolate. Chocolate. Chocolate!
He was yummy alright!
“I’m not sure I’ve seen you before.” He turned to me with a charming smile.
I flinched. My face worked trying to remember how to smile. He had caught me off guard.
“I’m sorry.” I said fumbling. “I’m Artie.”
Artie jabbed me and I realized what I had just said.
“I’m sorry. What I meant to say was, I’m Quinn.”
He grinned. “I’m Theo.”
Artie slipped away with the bowl we didn’t need leaving me there with a literal latin god.
He told me he was new to the country. He had come to the States to chase his dreams like most people did.
I offered to show him around the campus the next day. He seemed to like the idea. Whatever he was cooking was starting to burn and he had to go but he took my number first.
The minute I stepped into the room, the girls were on me. They wanted to know what happened and I told them. I noticed how I was flushed.
That night when everyone slept, Theo messaged me. I wanted his chat to be lame. I needed an excuse to hate him but his sense of humor made it impossible.
We messaged each other all night and part of the morning. I barely concentrated in class thinking about Theo’s body.
After class, we met at the park. He wore a parka because of the cold. He looked irresistibly hot.
I felt self-conscious in my brown sweater and jeans. I must look like an homeless version of myself.
We walked around the school. I took my time showing him all the cool spots.
As an after thought, I took him into town. I hadn’t really had time to explore the town myself since getting accepted but a quick google search the previous night had showed me all I needed to know.
He seemed to be impressed with the places I showed him which I’d never been in before.
Our tour ended at a restaurant. I got a burger with fries and he asked for the same. Luckily it wasn’t crappy. It was actually great.
“Thanks for today, Quinn.” He said as we got to his door.
“Should I walk you to yours?” He asked aiming his thumb at the direction of my door.
This was the moment. The moment that was going to decide everything. I could offer to go into his room for a while or I could accept his offer to walk me down.
It felt like an eternity as I struggled to make a decision. I had to decide. It was now or never.
“How about I come in for a cup of coffee?”
Theo’s smile faded. “Uhm, I have someone in. My girlfriend. I’m sorry.”
Something melted inside me as I tried to keep my smile genuine.
“Oh. It’s fine. My bad.”
He chuckled. “I’m just messing with you. Come on in.”
His room was surprisingly neat. It was unlike any guy’s room. Everything was kept and stacked in an orderly fashion.
I also noticed how his room seem to look bigger than ours. It was probably because he didn’t have too much unnecessary stuff taking all the space.
“Here.” He handed me a hot cup. “It’s hot.”
The coffee tasted great and it got most of the cold out of my bones. Enough to make me feel hot.
“Can I take this off?” I asked.
He hesitated but said, “Sure.”
I took off the sweater. The crop top I wore was one of my favorite. It made my t**s appear bigger.
Theo lost his composure for a moment. He struggled to focus on my face but his eyes kept shifting to my t**s.
Got ya! I grinned evilly in my mind.
“Tell me about Portugal.” I said.
For the first time since I met him I felt confident. I felt like we had exchanged roles in just two seconds.
“It’s quite beautiful.” He said. “Like a lover’s arm. You should see it someday.”
“Maybe I will.”
Theo moved around awkwardly. He was trying to decide on making a move. I had to help him with this part it might go on all night.
But how am I supposed to do that without looking like a thirsty b***h?
“Quinn?” His voice was nothing more than a whisper.
I tried to focus on him. The look in his eyes was familiar to me.
“Can I kiss you?” He hesitated.
Don’t ask! I thought. Just f*****g do it.
I nodded feeling a tightness in my belly. He hesitated again but moved closer and placed his lips on mine.
I’d expected sparks to fly but it didn’t. Nothing special. It was just a kiss.
Theo’s hands ravaged my body hungrily. It had been too long since I was touched. My whole body responded to his touch.
He kept on pausing at intervals repeating a phrase in Portuguese I could only guess meant ‘s**t’ or ‘f**k’. It might also be Ohmygod.
Theo took off my crop top. His eyes glowed when she saw my t**s.
“Those are massive.” He gasped.
They had gotten bigger and had a round full shape now. They had looked weird when I had been with Anth-
No! No thoughts of Anthony. Be in this moment…
Theo was a gentle lover even with the brute strength he had. His body was tight with muscles and touching him felt like I was touching perfection itself.
His d**k was just as I'd thought it would be. Hot beefy meat!
He put his d**k in me and I shrieked the whole way. I could feel him in me. Big and opposing.
Everything started going wrong immediately after that.
He f****d me hard but I could feel anything pleasurable about it.
My moans were forced. I was trying hard to enjoy it but it just wasn’t working.
“Suck my tits.” I pleaded trying to save a bad situation.
He sucked my t**s. It was working for a while until his teeth got involved.
His d**k slammed into my p***y hard and fast yet somehow it just wasn’t hitting the right spots. How is that f*****g possible?!
I felt the first wave of frustration. This wasn’t what I signed up for!
“Are you good?” I noticed he had stopped moving.
“Yeah sure.” I lied. “Why?”
“I could swear you frowned.”
I grinned at him. “I didn’t. Just keep going.”
Just then I got an idea. Maybe it would feel better if we tried another style.
“Wait.” I moved away turning for him to stick his d**k in my p***y from behind.
There’s no way on earth doggy could ever go wrong. It was universally the best s*x position ever!
His d**k slid in. It felt good and I was hopeful for the first minute but it became clear to me even that was a bust.
The whole experience was terrible. I thought of how awkward it was going to get when I start avoiding him while he pulled out cumming.
I told the girls about it and they found it hard to believe it was as bad as I described.
Izzy cursed. “I totally forgot. You just missed your brother.”
She was talking to me. My brother? But I didn’t have any brother… Anthony!
“Where?”
She gestured toward the door. I jumped up fast and rushed to the doorway breathless.
There was no one there. I felt a pang of disappointment.
Just around the corner, I saw someone. Jet black hair done in a bun. It was him! It had to be.
“Anthony!”
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