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Chapter 40

The months passed in a blur, and the winter season was approaching its end. Every student in TUCD was glad about the approaching spring season because it would lead to an increase in environmental temperatures. However, reports of another snowstorm hit the country, so it was hard to tell when spring would actually come.

The area was still covered in snow, and that Saturday morning caught Kate heading towards her boyfriend's house. During the first three months of the year that had passed, the two had spent a lot of time together. They had even gone out for dates whenever they found the opportunity. Kate was enjoying every moment she could get with Chris, and the thought of him still made her heart flutter.

However, he had not touched her the way he did that cold winter night. He seemed to have stopped for some reason, deciding to settle on mere makeout sessions that left them panting for more. Kate understood why he did it. The two had just started dating, and being in bed together seemed to be something that had to wait as their relationship progressed. Still, Chris had reawakened the naughty dreams that Kate had about him. They were not frequent, but each one of them had her lusting after him. She chose not to tell him about them.

Kate returned her full focus on her surroundings as she entered Chris' house. She had a talk about him always leaving his door unlocked, and so he gave her a spare key to his place. 

The place looked empty as usual, but Marie knew that her boyfriend was inside from the text she had received earlier. She wandered around the dining area and kitchen where she did not find him. She only spotted a couple of things that belonged to her, and it made her smile. She looked towards the stairs, and she seemed to find her answer.

Within seconds, she was in the hallway, walking towards Chris' room. The area was dark due to the cloudy sky outside, but it was not dark enough to hide the objects in her vision. 

Kate wondered if Chris was still asleep, but then, a loud, masculine groan stopped her movements. Her eyes widened as thoughts flooded her mind. The first one involved him being in pain, while the others focused on Chris cheating on her.

'No, he wouldn't,' she thought, wanting the idea out of her mind, but then she recalled she had been in such positions before. The moment around her felt like déjà vu. Her mind flashed her with memories of seeing Chris with other girls, and it had her heart clenching.

Kate shook her head, not wanting to accept the thoughts in her mind. She decided to give Chris the benefit of the doubt. He had told her that he wanted her, and so there was no way he could be in his room with another girl.

Marie decided to take short steps to the door of his room. It was open, and there was a gap between the door and its frame. 

'I hope this is the last time I'll be doing this,' she thought, using the space to peek into Chris' room.

What she saw had her mouth open in an inaudible gasp. She soon turned away, her heart thudding as she tried not to dwell too much on what she had witnessed. 

'At least he's alone,' she thought, remembering the image that met her eyes as her cheeks flushed red.

Chris was on his bed, naked, and he was groaning because he was masturbating.

'Maybe I should come back later,' Marie thought to herself. She went to do just that, but then another groan sounded from the room.

She sighed, knowing what she had planned to do. She wanted to chastise herself against it, but the temptation to take another look won. It had been a while since she had seen him without clothes, so she looked back into the room.

Her eyes first spotted the tangled sheets on the bed. Chris' gloriously naked form was on them, his legs shifting as he brought himself pleasure. The color of his tanned skin and the sheets made him look like he was a model in a photoshoot. His muscular legs were parted wide, tensed with the heels dug on the sheet-covered mattress as he jerked himself off. 

His cock... His hard cock was covered with his precum as his hand moved along it in fast strokes. Some of it had even dripped down the length, settling at the top of his big balls that looked ready to bust. The light hitting his exposed torso showed off the muscles he had, and Kate watched his abdominals tense and relax in awe. His head was thrown back with his lips parted open in a groan, and the image made a tingling sensation start between Kate's legs.

"Kate," she heard him moan as he continued jerking himself off. That made the arousal she was feeling heighten within seconds. Her mind wondered about what he was thinking. What was he doing to her in her head? How was he taking her? 

"Squeeze that pussy around me," Chris groaned, and Kate bit her lower lip to hold back a moan. Her eyes were entranced at the sight of his biceps tensing and relaxing with each jerky movement. The dick in his grip looked shiny in the room, proving more precum kept flowing along its length.

Marie found herself swallowing, more so when she felt her cunt becoming wet. Her heart was thudding behind her chest as she watched Chris pick up speed. His muscles jerked with the movement of his hand on his cock as he released a deep groan that vibrated in the room.

"KATE!" she heard him yell. Her eyes did not leave him as he started coming. He arched his back into the air, and the action gave definition to all the muscles of his form. His cock throbbed in his hold as he groaned his release. He still jerked it off, and his moans lowered when thick, white cum erupted from the slit, coating his heaving abs and the sheets. It kept coming, some of it even landing as far as his pecs.

He sighed, collapsing on the bed and settling on it.

'Oh crap,' Kate thought as she turned away from the sight. That had been one erotic show she had seen. The image of Chris stroking his cock was stuck in her mind, and it did not help with the arousal she was feeling. 

She shook her head to clear out the emotions threatening to control her whole body. She believed she had seen enough, and so she planned to leave and return in a few hours. Her body needed to cool down from all that had happened in the room.

She turned to leave, but her legs felt wobbly. She stumbled on her steps.

"Whoa!" she shouted as she went to the ground, but she found support when her hands settled on the floor. 

"Who's there?" she heard Chris yell as she regained her posture, and her eyes widened in fear.

'Oh, crap,' she thought, turning to leave the hallway. She planned to quietly yet quickly walk down the stairs. However, she wasn't quick enough.

Chris had exited his room in seconds.

"Kate?" he called out in shock, staring at her. Marie was blushing, mostly because he was standing in front of her naked. She could still see the evidence of his release on his chest, and it had her arousal increasing.

"Hi, Chris," she greeted him with an awkward smile as she tried to look at his face. He looked confused for a moment.

"What were--" he cut himself off, letting his eyes look at her form. 

"What?" she asked him, trying to look innocent.

Chris maintained his confused expression for a couple of seconds before it turned into a knowing look.

"You were watching me," he stated, a slow smirk appearing on his lips.

"What?" Kate asked, trying to act like she did not know what he was talking about.

"Don't try to deny it," he said, fully smirking at that point.

"Chris--" Kate huffed.

"I can tell by the color of your cheeks," he said, and it intensified the blush she had no idea was in her cheeks.

"You're standing naked in front of me," she pointed out.

"True," he said, "but I can see your hard nipples behind your shirt."

Kate looked down, and she wanted to curse at her biology. Her hardened nubs were sticking through the shirt she had worn, practically screaming to be noticed.

"And you're clenching your legs."

"No, I'm not," she said, standing at ease when she realized he was right. She felt slight tremors on her feet, but she was determined to hide how affected she was because of him.

"You were," Chris reported. "Tell me, Kate. How turned on are you?"

Kate was momentarily surprised by the words he had said.

"Chris--"

"What turned you on, Kate?" he asked, slowly walking towards her. Kate also started walking backward, but she found herself being cornered to a wall.

"Was it my body?" he stated once he was inches away from her, raising his arms to flex his biceps. He even moved his hands to his chest to touch his abs. The fingers grazed the dips and curves, and Kate was speechless as she watched the muscles tense and relax.

She couldn't believe his cocky side was winning her over.

"Or was it my cock?" he said, grabbing the appendage. Kate looked down, and she gasped when she saw it was hard again.

He started a slow, jerking motion.

"Tell me, Kate," he said, moving closer so that his cock pressed against her clothed stomach. She felt its heat seep into her clothes, and it made her tense.

"What made your pussy wet?"

Marie gulped.

"All—All--" she stammered.

"All of it?" Chris prodded.

Kate nodded.

"I want to hear you say it."

She gulped before admitting, "All of it."

"No, Kate," he said, his hand touching her stomach. He saw her press her legs together, and he smirked.

"I want to hear you say it. What made you wet for me?"

His fingers caressed her cheek, and she shuddered at the touch.

"What was it, Kate?"

"I loved..." she gulped, "...watching you move."

"Oh?" Chris pretended to be shocked. "What did you love?"

"Your hand on your... your--"

"My cock?" he said, pressing the said organ hard against her shirt. Kate nodded as she swallowed her lips.

"Say it."

"I loved your hand on your cock!" she announced, closing her eyes as her cheeks flushed in embarrassment.

Chris looked at her, and if possible, his cock got harder.

"Take off your clothes," he said.

Kate slowly opened her eyes before asking, "What?"

Marie might not have known it, but she was making Chris aroused. He had planned to tease her some more, but watching her react to him was not making things better. His arousal had returned all because of her in a couple of seconds. He wanted her under him.

Soon.

Without a word, Marie found her shirt being lifted up. She was shocked, more so when she felt Chris' fingers reach behind her to unclasp her bra.

"Chris--" she was cut off with his lips on hers. Shocks traveled through her form at the feel of his mouth on hers. Kate found herself unexpectedly moaning, her arousal taking control as she arched her form to press against Chris.

His tongue soon followed, and Kate opened her lips to let it in. She shuddered the moment it stroked against hers. The difference in texture made her mewl in pleasure.

Marie had not gotten used to the effects of Chris' kisses. She realized at that point that she