“Wouldn’t know. I’ve been so focused on you since I spotted you. I don’t think I took my eyes off of you once. I’ve spent the past year trying to actively avoid looking at you and now that I can, I can’t keep my eyes off of you.” His hands wrap around my back and before I can think they are moving down my ass moving my underwear down my legs. “Are you wet for me?”

“Why don’t you find out?” I ask, challenging him. I see him making his way to my pussy when I stop him. “Don’t use your hands.” I smirk. My eyes gesture to the floor indicating what I want him to do and he shoots me a wicked smirk before getting on one knee in front of me.

“Lift your dress and keep your eyes on me, Gabrielle.” I do as he says and watch as he peppers kisses over the tops of my thighs before he lifts one of my legs over his shoulder to open me up to him. I watch in anticipation as he wets his lips and takes one slow lick up my slit and from here, I can see how wet I am as my arousal coats his lips. I let out a deep moan as he does so again. And again. And again. I run my fingers over his scalp, pulling gently at his hair.

“Fuck, James. Fuck me,” I whisper, wanting his cock in this moment more than his tongue. He doesn’t listen and continues to roll his velvety tongue over my clit. “Please,” I whine.

“Who said I want you to come? Who said I was ready for you to come? Trust me, when I am ready for you to come, you will. Maybe I want you to be a little needy. Maybe I want your pussy aching for the next few hours until you get home so that you’re feeling desperate enough to come to me tonight.”

I gasp in both shock at his words and also because his tongue is now inside my cunt. “Like come to your room?”

“I’m in the basement by myself; I certainly don’t want to come to yours given that you share a wall with Monica.”

“But…”

“You act like you’ve never been in my room at night before. Bring your sexy little ass downstairs tonight so I can fuck you properly.” He stands and fingers my panties before running them under his nose and slipping them in his pocket. “I’ll hold onto these.”

“James…”

“Angel.” He gives me a pointed stare and I realize at this moment that I’m definitely going to sneak into his room tonight.