I pulled out of the kiss to make a face. “Yes, we do.”
Jay chuckled as he lowered himself into the tub. “Hold on tight.”
When his tongue replaced his finger, it felt so good that my foot slipped. I never felt like I was going to fall because he had his arms holding me securely in place. With my free hand on the back of his head, I let myself succumb to the sensation.
“Jay,” I purred as he tilted my hips and suctioned his mouth to me.
He took long, lush licks before sucking on my clit again. My body tensed and he groaned, focusing on the spot that caused that reaction out of me. My entire lower body started to quiver, and my head lolled back, hitting the shower wall. I felt like I was going to pull the rod down as I came on his face.
“Oh God,” I groaned loudly. After a few heaving breaths, I looked down at him. I noticed how the water was raining down on his face. “You’re going to drown.”
He kissed his way up my body. “Drowning in your pussy would be a hell of a way to go.”
When he found my lips again, we hungrily devoured each other. He was rock hard, stabbing me in my belly.
“I want to feel you inside me,” I told him softly, wrapping my hand around his dick.
He pulled back the curtain and grabbed two plush towels. He wrapped one around me and then wrapped the other around his waist. I patted my face with the towel and then glanced at myself in the mirror on the way out the bathroom.
“My hair got wet,” I complained. “It’s going to be a mess tomorrow.”
“Brooklyn.” He grabbed a fist full of hair and gently tugged. My head tilted back, and he bent to put his lips against my ear. “It’s going to be a mess in a few minutes.”
I giggled as he nibbled my earlobe.
I faintly heard my phone ringing in the office, but Jay pulled my towel off. When I turned around, he dropped his.
Nothing else mattered at that point.
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Chapter Fifteen
“The season has been terminated. It’s over,” I said in shock as I finished reading the email for the second time early Thursday morning. “Since the scholarship already processed for the classes, I-I can stay for the rest of the semester if I pay”—I cleared my throat— “the prorated amount by the end of next week.”
“What’s the prorated amount?” Jay asked, pushing himself into a sitting position. The bed dipped as he moved me so that his arm was around me, holding me. “Do they tell you that at least?”
I turned my phone so that he could see it. “Sixty percent.”
He whistled. “Okay. Okay. Okay. Yeah, um… I think it’s time to tell your mom.”
“I know,” I whispered, staring at the email in disbelief. “I mean, I knew this was a possibility, but to have it right here in black and white.”
“Did they give a reason?”
I met his gaze. “Misconduct. And I’m on probation effective after a review.”
He shook his head. “You didn’t even do shit. This isn’t right.”
“I’m being penalized for something I didn’t do. For being associated with people I don’t even fuck with like that. It’s not right.”
“You already filled out that paperwork for financial aid and grants for spring semester. So really, you just need to figure out how to pay sixty percent of this semester.” He chewed his bottom lip as he picked up his phone. “Ten thousand dollars by next Friday.”
I groaned and let my head fall onto his shoulder. He kissed my matted hair and then my forehead. “I’ll help you figure it out.”
“Thank you.” I exhaled audibly. “I need to call Kim. She called last night.”
“Do you think she’s up?”
I picked up my phone and looked at the time. It was just after seven o’clock in the morning. “Maybe not. I’ll wait until eight.” I touched my hair. “I should probably wash my hair, so it’ll be presentable. Coach Ainsley called a mandatory meeting for this afternoon.”
“If the team is terminated, how can she call a mandatory meeting?”
My jaw dropped and I lifted my head to look at him. “You’re right!” I paused as the thought hit me. “But it probably has to do with the review. If there’s any way to get a probation or misconduct off my record, I’m willing to do it.”
“That’s true.”
Cuddling up to him, I nuzzled into his neck. “Last night was incredible. Sorry to start the day off with bad news.”
“I’m waking up next to you. No news can ruin that.”
Leaning my head back, I looked up at his beautiful brown eyes and smiled. “It’s still wild to me that we’re waking up like this.”
“Last night was wilder.”
I let my head fall back as I laughed. “This is true. And this is exactly why I have to wash my hair today. You know that’s a three-hour task.”
“Well you better start now if you have that meeting at noon,” he pointed out.
He was right. But I didn’t want to leave his arms.
“I have a question,” I asked, still grinning up at him.
He kissed me. “What’s up?”
“Now that you’re my boyfriend—”
“Boyfriend?” he sputtered. “Where did that come from?”
My eyebrows flew up. “Where did that come from?” I balked. I was trying to push him off me, but he kept readjusting his arms around me, keeping me next to him. “You want to fuck me all night, tell me you love me, completely mess
