Shenanigans Read Online Chelsea Camaron

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Total pages in book: 9
Estimated words: 7825 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 39(@200wpm)___ 31(@250wpm)___ 26(@300wpm)
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“Show me your hidden freak, Aryn.” I say as my buzz is still strong. She wants to play hide and freak, sure thing. I am more than ready.

I don’t have expectations. Hell, the last person I thought would be on this date is Aryn much less that I would have her taste on my lips as I sink my cock deep inside her.

My shock is apparent as she turns over to rest on all fours with her ass in the air. I step up with my cock jutting straight out. Aryn drops her head and shoulders down onto the bed reaching back and spreading her ass cheeks wide.

“Sweets, you’re determined to embarrass me tonight.” I mutter as I slip inside her pussy all the way. She rocks against me and I fight not to come quickly. “I’m gonna blow faster than a teenage boy watching porn.”

With my hand against her back, I hold her down as I slide in and out fucking Aryn as she moans in her climax building.

Fuck yeah.

Oh fuck yeah. Best night of my college life so far. She pushes back as much as I surge forward. Aryn Cole has a seductress inside her making her a perfect match for me.

I just wonder if we both will feel this way when morning comes.

CHAPTER 11

Shenanigans

ARYN

Cotton balls taste like ass.

It’s my first thought waking up this morning. Opening my eyes, I look around the room. Where am I? How did I get here?

The memories of last night are there, but it’s fuzzy.

The feeling of the cool air on my body has me coming to alert in a split second.

I’m naked.

I have a man beside me.

My head hurts but I turn my neck to gasp as I realize I’m in bed with Schade Britton.

Then the memories come in clearly. The shameless way I got off on his fingers, his face, and my God the way he took me on the floor, the bed, and in every position we could contort ourselves into. Most of the night was sex here, there, and everywhere.

I like sex. I’m not a virgin, but I’m not a slut. This is my first one-night stand and what a stand it is.

My body aches and I look to my breasts to see hickies covering them.

One night.

Look at it as a joke, Monica said as I was getting ready for the blind date.

Rachel called it shenanigans.

Well, my body finds none of this funny as every part of me is sore.

My head throbs as I slide out of the bed to stand.

Please stay asleep, please stay asleep, I think to myself as I watch Schade laid out naked on the bed. The man’s body could be on a health magazine cover. And last night, in his button up, he was sexy as hell and could grace the cover of any fashion magazine. His long hair and green eyes. I lick my lips in appreciation for the male specimen he is.

And the things he can do with every inch of his glorious body.

No! There is no more admiring the man. I need to get out of here and we will go back to how it was before.

Neighbors without conversation.

I might wave to him here and there, but that is all he is going to get.

I shake my head and look around for my clothes.

Quickly slipping my dress on, I find the belt and use that to hold my boobs up as I grab my purse. With one last look over my shoulder at the man who rocked my world, I sneak out.

Once I cross the threshold I slide on my heels and dig in my purse for my phone.

Walk of shame – I don’t give a shit. I have to get out of here.

The joke is on me this time.

CHAPTER 12

Hot damn

SCHADE

My phone ringing wakes me up. It takes me a few minutes to gather my thoughts. I’m hung-over, naked, and in the smash shed.

Blind date.

Aryn Cole.

Oh shit.

I jump up with the realization my bedmate is long gone. Ignoring my ringing phone, the ringing in my ears, and my churning stomach, I grab my pants off the floor and toss on my shirt not bothering to button it up.

Rushing out the door I jog back to the dorms. Bypassing my door, I go right to hers.

After two knocks, she answers in a t-shirt and shorts with her hair in a wet, messy bun on top of her head. She’s showered, but still flushed from last night.


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