Throwing the white shirt over my head, I roll the sleeves up to my elbows and change my sweats for fitted shorts. I look like the rich, preppy asshole that I am, but I don’t care. Sliding my feet into white sneakers, I grab my cell and my key card and then leave my room, unlocking Starling’s room with the app on my cell and climbing the stairs. Her scent hits me the moment I enter her space and I groan as my dick instantly hardens. I’ve missed the way she smells. Not being able to be close enough to touch her has been torture, but it needed to happen.

The next time I touch her, there’ll be no way she’ll be able to deny how much she wants me. Her attempts to gain my attention this week have been cute. Those tiny fucking shorts, prancing about in nothing but a towel. She thinks I wasn’t interested enough to pay attention, but I’ve watched the security footage of her ass playing peekaboo out the bottom of that towel as she reached for a glass she didn’t need more than a hundred times already.

When I reclaim her, it’ll be because she begs to be mine again, but there’s no reason why I can’t give her a taste of what it’s like to belong to me. If she asks nicely, of course.

Both calmed and aroused by being in her space, I run my fingers over her comforter, moving around her room and touching her ancient laptop that’s sitting on her desk. Several of the dresses I bought her lie discarded on the bed and her pajamas are balled up on the chair. Stepping into the bathroom, my dick hardens even further when I think about her naked and wet and suddenly the urge to mark her is too strong to fight. Before I can question what I’m doing, her body wash is in one hand, my hard cock free of my pants in the other. Gripping myself tightly I stroke up and down the length of my cock, imagining her tight nipples pebbled from the cold, her pussy wet and smooth, ready to be licked. It doesn’t take long until my balls are pulling tight and I’m spilling my release into the bottle, my cum mixing with the soap. Releasing my spent cock, I tuck it back into my shorts and replace the lid on the bottle, shaking it to make sure its thoroughly mixed. I promised her all of my cum was for her, and this load might not be inside her, but she’ll be rubbing it into her skin every time she has a shower from now on.

Exhaling happily, I exit her room, engaging the lock again and sauntering downstairs to find the guys all impatiently waiting for me in the foyer.

“Finally, get your fucking ass moving, this is your woman who’s at risk here,” Evan snaps aggravatedly as he throws open the door and stomps over to the golf cart.