Burning Passion Chapter 74

I went downstairs to see how Cheryl was doing. I came into the room to find that Steve was gone, Julio was sitting in Steve's desk chair, and Cheryl, her back to me, was straddling him, kissing him as he felt her ass with his hands. I decided to leave them alone and headed back upstairs.

I saw that Christina had already made her way back to the dance floor, and began to make my way over to her. But before I was halfway across the room, Mr. Caesar himself had started grinding with her from behind. Her face lit up as he did.

My face did the opposite of lighting up and I found a seat in a quiet corner of the room.

A couple sat down next to me without acknowledging my presence. Amazingly, they started talking about Christina.

"I bet she doesn't even know he has a girlfriend." "I bet he doesn't know he has a girlfriend." "Yeah, he's a real dickhead."

"Just cause girls let him be."

"Well, he's hot! Not as hot as you, of course, honey."

The couple then started coupling. So this Caesar guy was an asshole, huh? A cheating, manipulative prick like the guy my girlfriend had left me for. Fuck Caesar. The game was on.

I tried to wait for another good opportunity. It came when the prick left Christina to go and hit on some other girl who wasn't his girlfriend. She sat down on one of the couches, and I made my way over to sit next to her.

"Hey, I was wondering where you went. When I didn't see you, I ended up having to dance with that asshole."

"That asshole? He seems to have a lot of female friends for an asshole."

"Well, he's hot. But that's all he is. He's a total jerk. I like dancing with him, but I hate myself for it. That probably sounds stupid."

"Nah, that makes sense to me."

Completely unexpectedly, she took my arm and put it over her shoulder. She leaned her head into my shoulder. "That's much more comfy."

"Yes, it is. But how do you know I'm not a jerk, too?"

"I guess..." she lifted her head up and looked directly at me, "I guess it's your eyes. They seem genuine to me."

I couldn't think of anything to say. In fact, I couldn't think of anything except how close her face was to mine. Our eyes were locked together. I thought I saw her lips part ever so slightly.

Then, she closed her eyes as we leaned in for a kiss. The warmth of her lips against mine sent chills all throughout my body. Had it only been four months? We kissed softly, gently at first, doing little more than pressing our lips against each other.

Then our kisses became more passionate, coming more quickly, applying more pressure. Finally, I slipped my tongue into her mouth and as I did she wrapped her arms around me and met my tongue with hers. I had one arm around her shoulders and another on her hip as our tongues explored each other's mouths.

I was hard as a rock and longing for her. I kissed her cheek and neck. I slid my tongue into her ear which seemed to drive her crazy. It was at that point she looked at me and said, "I have my own room, ya know. It's just a couple blocks from here. It would be...more private."

I didn't say a word. I simply stood and helped her up off the couch. I slipped my arm around her slim waist and out into the night air we went. Under a million stars we made our way across a very green part of campus, stopping every once in a while to embrace and kiss once again. My hand wandered down to feel her tight, round ass more than once along the way.

We were up two flights of stairs in her building when I stopped her and pressed her against the wall. I kissed her passionately and she reached down and felt my hard cock through my jeans. It made me want her even more.

Then she slipped out of my arms and ran up the last flight of stairs ahead of me. I chased after her down the hall to her room. As she fumbled with the keys, I wrapped my arms around her from behind and kissed her neck and shoulders, her ass against my crotch.

She opened the door and I followed her inside. We didn't even turn on the light. We just closed the door behind us and pressed our bodies together in the dark, kissing deeply and passionately. She took my right hand and moved it up to feel her breast through her shirt and bra.

I could feel her nipples getting hard through her shirt as I massaged her firm young breast.

Again she slipped away from my embrace and sat on the edge of her bed. I knelt between her legs, wrapped my arms around her, and began kissing her once again. I pulled back for a moment, just long enough to help her lift her shirt up over her head.

I kissed her now bare neck and shoulders, and moved down her chest to her breasts. As I did, she unhooked her navy satin bra in the back and let it slide off of her. Her bare breasts were absolutely gorgeous, even in the dark. I lightly licked her nipple, circling it with my tongue. I gently bit and sucked on it, caressing her other breast with my hand.

She pushed me slightly away, but only to remove my shirt. I kissed her full on the mouth again, now feeling the bear skin of my chest against her hardened nipples.

She kissed my neck and then whispered in my ear, "Will you finger-fuck me?"