Mistakes : A College Bully Romance

shut as I came, spilling myself inside of her, coating her inner walls. My body hunched over, my lungs warm and threatening to burst, and I waited a while before pulling out of her. I didn’t want to lose the feeling of her body around me, of her pussy around my cock. I didn’t want to end this moment, because I was anxious about what would come next.
I wasn’t the kind of guy who wanted to have a girlfriend, but I didn’t want this to be it, either. I didn’t want other guys to be with her. Selfish and stupid as it was, I wanted Kelsey to myself. All to myself.
Still, I knew I couldn’t linger inside her forever, so I eventually pulled out. Once I did, I climbed onto my bed and collapsed on it, flipping over on my back. Kelsey was in the process of getting up, but I reached for her arm and pulled her close, dragging her up the bed and resting her against my body.
Leaning against my chest, Kelsey muttered, “I don’t cuddle.”
I smirked. “This isn’t cuddling.”
“No? Then what is it, Mr. Know-It-All?”
“I’m giving myself a break, and then I’m going for round two.” Or would it be third, since she’d given me a blow job? Hmm. Semantics. Either way, I didn’t care.
“And if I said I had my fill and am done with you now?” Kelsey posed the question, propping her chin up as she stared at me with those big, brown eyes. Those eyes could lure you in and catch you if you weren’t careful. When I said nothing, she went on, “I mean, it was only your dick I wanted, you know, and I got it. I know what you’re packing now, and frankly it’s not something to brag about—”
Her insulting me and my dick only riled me up more. Whether that was her intention or not, I didn’t know. I didn’t rightly care.
I cut her off by rolling on top of her, leaning my forehead against hers. Her skin was hot, her breathing still erratic from our earlier sex. Her eyelids lowered a bit due to our closeness. I whispered, “I think you’re just trying to upset me, Kelsey.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said, feigning innocence. “Your dick really isn’t that great—” Kelsey was going to say more, because she was Kelsey and not someone else, because she didn’t know when to quit, but I stopped her.
My lips shut her up, my mouth devouring whatever else she was going to say. As I kissed her, I felt her body shifting against mine, her back arching, her bare chest grazing mine. My dick was hard again—I guess we were going for round three after all.
“Not that good, huh?” I asked her, breaking the kiss enough to ask the question. My lips brushed against hers with each word, and I felt her shudder against me. “Is that why you want more?”
Kelsey practically purred beneath me; that was my answer. Her legs spread, and I pushed into her again.
This one. What the hell was I going to do with this one?

Chapter Twelve – Kelsey
I really thought I’d leave after he pulled out of me. I didn’t think he’d yank me up and pretty much force me to cuddle with him, and I certainly didn’t think we’d do it again. How many times could he go? Was his dick powered by the Energizer Bunny? How much cum could possibly be stored in that ballsack after being drained twice?
All questions I asked myself. All questions that wouldn’t get an answer, because I was too lost in him as he entered me again.
Was this how he hooked up with everyone? Over and over, only letting them leave once their bodies were totally worn out? I didn’t want to think about that. For whatever reason, the mental image of Levi with another girl made me a type of jealous I only saw other girls carry. Me? I was never jealous. I didn’t want a steady boyfriend. I just wanted fun.
But this…damn, this tiptoed against that line, didn’t it?
My legs wrapped around his, and I closed my eyes, focusing on the feeling of his cock filling me up. With his wide, strong body over me, it was easy to forget everything else, to pretend the party downstairs was miles away. It was effortless for me to forget what I’d learned tonight, and how much that news shocked me to my core.
Levi was…impressive all over. His body, his dick. There honestly was no reason to make fun of him, but I couldn’t help it. If I didn’t mock him, this all felt too real, and I didn’t want this to be real. I just needed an escape, and I hoped Levi understood that. He didn’t seem like the kind of guy who’d want to be tied down anyway, but you never knew with people. Sometimes they surprised you, for better or worse.
This was just an escape. This didn’t mean we were together. This was just about our bodies coming together and feeling good. Yes, it might make lab a bit awkward—which had been exactly what I was trying to avoid—but it felt like fate, somewhat, stumbling along this party and seeing him.
Because I sure as shit wasn’t going to hook up with Dean. Fuck that.
No, this was fine. Hopefully now I could finally move past whatever spell Levi had put on me. No more dreams of him, no more stray, random thoughts of him. No more Levi for me. I was cutting myself off after this, for real.
My lower gut burned with pressure, and I felt my body give in to what had been steadily building this entire time. Heat flooded me, and I felt myself shudder with my release. I cried out, my nails digging into the sheets