Unfortunately, as she smothers a deep gasp of need, someone else in the room lets one out. Setting her phone down, she drives her hand under the covers, inside her pajama bottoms, and between her legs. Playing solitaire on her phone-even though the use of electronics is forbidden after lights out-she lets twenty minutes tick by.Īs she hits the half an hour mark, the anticipation of an orgasm has her absolutely gushing and she can’t hold off any longer. Instead, she decides to do as Adel had done last night: wait until everyone else is likely to be asleep, then get down to business. She also considers setting her alarm twenty minutes earlier than usual, and slipping into the bathroom before anyone else is awake, but she knows she’ll hate that idea when morning comes. She considers sneaking into the bathroom for a quick rub, but she can’t be bothered to get up. It’s been days since she’s had the opportunity to tend to certain physical needs, and until this moment, it hadn’t occurred to her how having to share a dorm with eleven other people might negatively impact her ability to sate her passions. Lying there, holding the note to her chest, Rylie stares up at the ceiling, aware of a distinct heat between her thighs. My darling, you’re a tease, and you make me weak.
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