Jayden

That night, no matter how much I touched myself, I couldn't recreate the pleasure and thrill I experienced just from kissing Allison. I considered going to her room, but I worried her roommate might be there.

Then again, it was worth checking—and besides, I could enjoy Allison as much as I wanted, since I was essentially "paying" for it. Was that the right word for it? Either way, I was giving money to some asshole to keep quiet about us, so why shouldn't I benefit from the arrangement? We should have sex—rough, hardcore sex that would make her scream nonstop and beg me to stop. Unfortunately for her, I...