"That's right," I growled. "Come for me, Penny."
I felt her start to orgasm, the pulsing of her pussy nearly driving me insane. God she was good at listening to instructions. I thrust in and out of her faster, riding her high. I gripped both sides of her waist and a moment later I filled her. Nothing felt as good as cumming in her tight pussy. I groaned and pulled out of her. If I didn’t have to get to my class, I could stare at her for hours, sated and spent on my desk. I zipped my pants.
She slowly rose and turned around.
There were red lines on her flesh from the pressure of being fucked hard against my desk. Those marks were the only thing I could see. After the golf course, I’d told myself I wouldn’t hurt her again. What the fuck had I just done? I knelt down in front of her and kissed each of her hip bones. I’m sorry. For just a moment I let my nagging thoughts return. She was too good for me. I’d ruin her. What if I already was ruining her?
I tried to dismiss the thoughts as I pulled her thong and pants back up. I placed another kiss on each of her hip bones. I’m sorry. But my thoughts didn’t matter. I couldn’t walk away from her. I didn’t have that kind of willpower. "I'll be by your place at 8."
"What?"
"To meet Melissa, remember?" I stood and placed her hand gently on my cheek. "That's tonight, right? I'll bring dessert."
"Oh." She just stared at me.
"Brownies or something, Penny." I traced her lips with my thumb. "Not me this time." Although, I was hoping that’s where the night would lead. I had a lot of stuff I wanted to talk to her about. I just needed to get through meeting her roommate first. It seemed like Melissa wasn’t a huge fan of me. Penny wanted us to meet in her dorm because she was worried that Melissa would be outspoken. But I was great at winning people over when properly motivated. And Penny was the ultimate motivation. As well as the perfect reward.
She smiled. "Sorry, I'm having a hard time thinking straight."
I smiled back at her. "I don't think I'll ever get enough of you," I whispered.
She stared at me with so much love in her eyes. We hadn’t talked about love at all. But I felt it.
"I know that I'll never get enough of you," she said.
There were no longer any doubts in my mind about the fact that I loved her. Only the ones swirling around that she shouldn’t love me back.
Chapter 39
Wednesday
“Those are the brownies?” I asked Ellen. I was kind of thinking she’d make them look a little…fancier. Something flashy that could help win Melissa over. They looked so basic. “I thought there’d be like icing, or nuts, or something.”
“You’re trying to make a good first impression, right?”
I nodded.
“All you need is chocolate. Women love chocolate. You can’t go wrong. Trust me.” She placed some foil over the pan.
I didn’t exactly have anyone else to go to for advice here. So I’d take Ellen’s word for it. It wasn’t like I was about to call Jen and ask her to corroborate Ellen’s hunch about chocolate. Besides, I knew Penny loved chocolate. So she’d at least like them. And Ellen did make the absolute best brownies. “Thanks for this,” I said.
“Anything else you need before I head out for the night?”
“Nope, that’s it.”
“Good luck.” She patted my arm, leaving me alone in the kitchen.
A nervous pit of energy had landed in my gut. What if Melissa absolutely hated me? How important was her opinion to Penny? I tried to shake the thought away. I’ve got this. I pulled on my jacket and grabbed the brownies. Ellen’s cooking would easily win her over if I couldn’t.
The drive over to Penny’s dorm was quick at this time of night. I pulled into an empty spot and stepped out of my car. I was meeting Penny’s best friend. It was important that she liked me. And unfortunately, she probably already had a bad view of me, just like Tyler did. I needed to sway her opinion.
I texted Penny to let her know I was outside. It was raining yet again, steam coming off the pavement that would make it hard for anyone to recognize me. For just a second it reminded me of the daze I’d lived in during high school and college. Always surrounded by smoke. It was like I could hear Rob, Mason, and Matt’s laughter around me. God, Penny really did make me feel young if I could remember us all laughing. I shook away the thought. I needed to call Rob to see how he was doing. It was always easier to talk to him when I was in a good mood. Since he was perpetually in one.
Penny opened the door. She looked like an angel, standing at the top of the steps, surrounded by the steam off the pavement. My angel. My second chance.
There was no one around, so I stepped inside and kissed her. It had only been a few hours since we’d been together, but all I wanted was more. "Penny," I whispered.
"James.”
She sounded out of breath. I just wasn’t sure if it was because of me or because she was nervous about me meeting Melissa. "Is she excited to meet me?"
"I think so."
"You don't seem very confident." I gave her a smile, hoping it would make her less nervous too.
"It's just that she can be kind of intense. Please just remember how much I like you."
Intense. Good to know. That’s why I was here. In case Melissa made a scene. But now that I was thinking about it…she could do a lot more damage for me in a dorm than she could in a restaurant. I hadn’t thought this through very well. Everything would be fine though. I was good at winning people over. "I'm sure it won't be that bad. I brought brownies." I held up the pan of brownies that Ellen had sent with me.
"I'd rather have you."
Penny was full of surprises tonight. But the last thing I wanted was an erection when I walked into her dorm room. "Maybe later. Right now, I promised to meet your friend." I put my hand out for her and guided her up the stairs to her room. Penny slowly opened the door.
"So you're the elusive Professor Hunter?" Melissa asked a little too loudly without even introducing herself. Was she trying to get us in trouble? This was not a great start. It was like Melissa was looking for a fight. I should have insisted on a restaurant…
Penny quickly closed the door behind us so no one could hear.
I took a deep breath and then flashed Melissa a smile. "Please, call me James. And you must be Melissa." I put my hand out for her to shake.
She hesitated for a long moment before shaking my hand. That was telling, if her tone hadn’t already been. She’d already made up her mind. She didn’t approve of me. Again I found myself wondering how important Melissa’s opinion was to Penny. Surely it couldn’t be that important or Penny would have told Melissa about us sooner. But I was here now. So that meant something.
Time for a peace offering. "I brought brownies." I lifted the pan in the air. Dessert would help, right? Ellen’s cooking always left me in a good mood.
"Yum! Did you bake them yourself?" Melissa asked.
Shit. "No. I doubt they'd be edible if I had."
"You don't cook?"
"Not very often." I scratched the back of my neck. What had Penny told her about me? It didn’t seem like she knew very much at all.