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step back so I could shut the
door behind her. I really couldn’t even remember where Mia and I had first met,
but when I brought her back to the apartment the first time and then told her
to leave after we were finished; she rolled her eyes at me.
    “Oh your one of those, are you,”
she had said. “I’m sure you have Mommy or Daddy issues, don’t you?” I hadn’t
replied. This girl didn’t need to know my business, especially when I probably
wouldn’t ever see her again.
    “You know,” she had purred out,
straddling her naked body across my lap, “we could keep things casual, sex
only. I wouldn’t expect anything else, if I ever start to nag you can kick me
to the curb and I promise not to go crazy on this fine ass of yours.”
    I didn’t believe her at first, but
after a couple of months, she had kept true to her word and eventually
introduced me to Sara. Sara was a little bit tamer than Mia, but it was a
different change of pace and I liked to mix things up. Now that I thought about
what Chris had said the other day I guess it was a little degrading just to be
using these girls for sex. What was wrong with me?
    “You want anything to drink?” I
padded over to the fridge and grabbed another beer, taking a long swig. “Um, no
thanks.” She followed me into the kitchen and slid a hand down the front of my
shorts from behind me.
    “So, how was your first week of
classes?” I asked, twisting my body around and dislodging her hands from my
shorts, which earned me a surprised look. “Since when did we start this whole
talking thing?” She motioned between the two of us and crossed her arms over
her chest, making them spill out of the top of her dress even more. Hmm, maybe
she was the one who was degrading me , bet Chris the jackass never
thought of that.
    “Sorry,” I replied, running a hand
through my hair. “I’m just in a bit of a funk.”
    “Well,” she dragged out, pulling on
my hand and I reluctantly followed her to my room. “That’s what I’m here for.”
She pushed me lightly back onto the bed and I flopped back with an arm over my
face. She had a lot of work ahead of her then because I just wasn’t feeling it.
    I felt her hands on the waistband
of my shorts again and with a tug, those along with my boxers were around my
ankles. Her hands were between my legs in an instant and I could feel her nails
running across my length. “Hmm, I guess you were right,” I heard her say in a
whisper, usually by now, I would be as hard as a bone and ready to go. This
time, not so much.
    “Well, I’m always up for a
challenge.” Her hair splayed across my stomach, as her head dipped and she
bobbed up and down, flicking out her wet tongue. I squeezed my eyes shut,
willing all of the thoughts to clear out my mind and just enjoy what she was
doing to me.
    I couldn’t help but picture a certain
sandy brown haired girl between my legs instead of Mia. Her plump lips wrapped
around me, my hand buried in those soft curls of hers. She would look up at me
with an innocent look in those wide blue eyes of hers, while I was buried in
her mouth.
    I felt Mia’s weight shift and the
familiar sound of a wrapper being opened, climbing on top of me after she had
managed to get me hard, most of it was help from the fucked up fantasy running
through my head right now. I grasped her hips and squeezed my eyes shut,
imagining Paige like I had before. When did I become so pathetic that I had to
fantasize to get off?
    Mia rolled off me after we were
both finished and stood up to pull her dress back on. “I can see what you mean
about being in a funk.”
    “Sorry?” It came out as a question
and I really wasn’t sure how to reply to something like that. I could tell she
had gotten off and I had too…eventually.
    “So who’s the lucky girl that’s
finally stolen Dylan Turner’s heart? I didn’t think I would ever see the day.”
Her mouth curved into a small grin as she gathered her hair up into a ponytail.
My mouth