Castle coeds, p.16
Castle Coeds, page 16
“Exactly,” Gwen said. “That’s what I was thinking, too.”
“Well, okay then,” I said. “Let’s go knock down a shower wall.”
“I’ll go find a laundry cart,” Nora said and slowly began to haul herself back up to her feet.
Meanwhile, the rest of us, including Olivia on her crutches, headed into the bathroom.
It looked like any other dorm bathroom I’d ever seen, with a large shower area with six separate stalls, each with its own faucet and a curtain for privacy. The tile on the ground was a pale green, and it smelled like it had been bleached within an inch of its life recently, probably by the cleaning crew that came in right before break started.
Light filtered in through thick, glass brick windows near the ceiling that stretched along one side of the room, and that was one of the few things that made it seem less like a prison shower.
That and all the girly bottles of soap and shampoo I saw piled in clumps like they’d been hastily left here during the initial search of the rooms.
“Those there on the end seem loose,” Arden said and pointed to the stalls down at the far end. “I think if we knock down that wall right there in the middle, we should be good?”
“Let’s find out,” I said as I walked over to investigate.
The stall dividers were mounted on the floor and wall in a similar way to toilet stalls, and sure enough, the one Arden had pointed out looked like it was coming loose from the ground.
I considered smashing it down with my shoulder but quickly discarded the idea. Instead, I sent Asha to find my tool bag so I could just remove the bolts holding the privacy partition in place.
“Incoming,” Nora shouted as she jogged into the room with one of the large laundry totes. “I think we should take the wheels off before we fill it so it doesn’t slip around while we’re trying to bathe.”
“Yeah, good idea,” I said.
Asha returned with my tools, and I set to work removing the dividers between the shower stalls. Nora and Gwen tipped the laundry cart upside down while I worked, and I removed the wheels from the cart next.
I stood up and pushed the cart into the new extra-wide shower stall.
“I don’t think a shower curtain is going to work…” I said as I eyeballed the massive basket. “Nora, are there any of those massive black trash bags in here?”
“Um…” Nora chewed her lip for a second. “Yeah, hang on.”
She sprinted out of the bathroom before I could blink and returned faster than I’d expected.
“Here,” she huffed out a labored breath.
“How far did you run?” I asked.
“Just down the hall,” Nora said.
I gave her a teasing smirk as I pulled a garbage bag from the roll. After flapping it out, I lined the laundry cart with it and curled the opening around the edge of the cart. It was a tight fit, but considering the limited options we had, it was a pretty decent solution.
“Now for the moment of truth.” I pushed the empty cart into position and turned on the water.
All of us seemed to hold our breath as the shower began to spray down into the tote. Slowly, it began to fill with water.
Nora let out an excited whoop, and Gwen clapped her hands together as it worked. It was actually fucking working, thank god.
“Well, I can’t believe that worked,” Olivia said. “I guess I gave you too much shit.”
“Maybe,” I said. “But that doesn’t matter now. What matters is that we have a fucking bath.”
“The water is going to get a little gross,” Nora said. “If all of us use it. So we’re just going to have to accept that.”
“That’s fine,” Gwen said. “It’s still better than nothing. We can eventually get better with the gray water system once we know we’ll have permanent drinking water.”
“That was my thought as well,” I said. “Right now, we can at least soap and rinse off.”
“I think that Isaac should go first,” Arden said. “He’s been the one doing the most manual labor, and he’s been the one leading the charge on all this. He deserves the first bath.”
“No, no,” I said quickly. “I don’t need to take the first bath, seriously. Someone else should.”
“Nope,” Asha said and folded her arms over her chest. “I agree with Arden. You’ve been the one making all this happen, so you get first-bath privileges. Does anyone disagree?”
To my shock, no one protested, not even Olivia.
I felt a rush of affection swell through me for all of them.
“Thank you,” I said, and I meant it with every fiber of my being. “Seriously. This means a lot.”
“It’s just a bath,” Olivia said, and despite her noncommittal tone, the kindness of the gesture was still there.
“Come on,” Gwen said. “Let’s give Isaac some space so he can clean off. There’s a ton of toiletries in here, towels, soap, shampoo, that sort of stuff, so you should have everything you need.”
“Thank you,” I said again.
“Let’s go, Olivia,” Arden said. “No gawking.”
Olivia rolled her eyes, but I was pretty sure I still caught sight of her giving me the once-over as she rose up to her feet and grabbed her crutches.
I might have hallucinated it, but I was also pretty sure she winked at me as she made her way out with the other women. The door closed with a slam.
Only Nora lingered in the bathroom.
I raised an eyebrow at the redhead as steam from the hot water began to fill the room and fog the mirrors.
“I thought you might want some help,” she said with an innocent little shrug. “Reaching your back, making sure you get all the dirt off, that sort of thing,”
I barked out a surprised laugh and reached up to rub the back of my head.
“I feel like it’s in exceptionally poor taste to fuck in the communal bathtub,” I said slowly.
Nora pretended to look aghast and raised one hand up to her very on-display chest.
“I’m so offended you’d think I’d suggest something like that.” Her grin utterly lacked the innocence of her tone. “Really, this is just a way to conserve water. Bathing together. We’re supposed to be conserving water aren’t we?”
She wasn’t wrong, and also, she was incredibly hot. Those two things working in tandem were making it increasingly difficult for me to argue her point.
Plus, I didn’t really want to argue her point.
I liked Nora, and spending the last five days in a nightmare situation hadn’t really changed that. If anything, seeing the way she’d been able to step up and handle things had only made me more attracted to her.
“You do make a compelling argument,” I said.
“That’s what I thought,” Nora agreed with a pleased little nod. “And it’s just bathing together. Not fucking in the communal bathtub.”
“Right,” I agreed as I slowly reached for the hem of my shirt to peel it off. “We’re not doing anything wrong. Just conserving water.”
“Exactly,” Nora agreed. “We’re just conserving water.”
She met my gaze as she unbuttoned her tiny shorts and pushed them down over her curvy hips.
My mouth went very, very dry at the sight of her in nothing but her bright-red tank top and little black panties.
I swallowed hard as she peeled off her top next, then shimmied her thong down over her hips. She left her clothing in a heap on the tile floor.
“So. Should I pick the bubble bath?” She cocked her head to the side as she stood in front of me, entirely naked.
Chapter 11
My mouth was very, very dry, and it took me a few seconds to process the downright glorious sight in front of me.
Nora was gorgeous. Her skin was pale and creamy with freckles lightly smattered all over. There were so many that it would have been impossible to count all of them, but I would have gladly spent the rest of my days trying.
Her hips were wide and curvy, and her breasts were more impressive than they’d been in the constraints of her thin tank top. Her nipples were rosy pink, and just the sight of them was enough to make my mouth begin to water.
She raised an eyebrow as if to question my continued silence, but it was hard for me to come up with anything to say.
Finally, after another few seconds of just taking in the sight of her bare and exposed to me, I cleared my throat.
“I still don’t think we should fuck in the communal bathtub,” I said, but at the same time, I cleared the minimal distance between us to get my hands on her.
The former RA let out a peal of laughter as I grabbed her hips and pulled her into me with a voracious hunger.
I let my hands skim over all the exposed skin before they moved around to settle on her ass. The weight of it in my hands was enough to make me groan, and I kneaded my fingers into the supple flesh as I pulled her closer.
Her chest was flush with mine, and as she took quick, excited breaths, I could feel her breasts rising and falling against me.
“You’re still wearing too much fucking clothing,” she said with another laugh. “I’m feeling severely underdressed.”
“I think you’re dressed enough,” I assured her as I tilted my head down to catch her lips in a hungry kiss.
It was slow and exploratory, and she let out a soft little sigh into my mouth that had my dick making itself very known in the equation. Her hands dropped down to the button on my jeans and popped it open with quick efficiency like we didn’t have any time to waste.
I’d have loved to have more time to savor the fact I finally had my lips on Nora, but there were still a few other people who needed to use the bath before it got cold, so we’d have to be fast.
We could always be slow later.
I kissed my way down the side of her neck as she sighed into my touch and tilted her head to give me more access. Her heart was racing, and her pulse point beat out a frantic rhythm beneath my lips.
I nipped lightly at her skin, and she gave a soft moan.
“Fuck, Isaac,” she sighed out the words as she shoved my jeans down my hips.
I only pulled away enough so she could push them down farther, and then kicked them the rest of the way off.
My dick strained against my boxers, and I palmed it with a heavy hand to try and get a little relief.
Nora licked her lips as she watched me hungrily. There was barely any space between us, and her gaze was heavy like a physical touch.
She was taking me in with the same voracious appetite that I’d looked her over with, and it definitely did something to my ego, but that was beside the point.
“Get rid of these,” she said cheerfully as she hooked her fingers into the elastic waistband of my boxers.
With a simple tug, she pulled them down over my hips, and I managed to force them the rest of the way down so I finally stood naked in front of her.
Her eyes widened just a little as she took in the sight of my cock.
It was hard and already practically weeping from just the thought of finally being able to touch her how I’d been fantasizing.
“Jesus Christ,” she said lightly, and she sounded a little winded. “That’s…”
For a moment, a wave of concern flooded my chest as she continued to stare raptly at my dick, right up until the moment her tongue darted out of her mouth and she wet her lips.
Her eyes had gone dark as she looked up to meet my hesitant gaze.
“Subjectively,” she said in a thin, taut tone. “You’ve got a really pretty dick, Isaac. Objectively, I think it’s the size of my fucking forearm.”
I gave a surprised laugh at the unexpected compliment but didn’t waste any more time before pulling Nora against me again.
She tilted her head back expectantly to meet me in a hungry kiss as my cock pressed up between us.
I tangled my hand in her hair at the nape of her neck as my tongue mapped the inside of her mouth, and she gave a shaky little sigh into the gesture.
She gripped my shoulders hard for leverage, and her nails dug into my skin, but I didn’t mind. I was down for anything that would bring me even slightly closer to her.
I slid one hand down to cup her pussy and was pleasantly surprised and flattered at how wet she already was.
“You’re fucking dripping,” I murmured against her skin. “All that just for me? I’ve barely done anything yet.”
“Shut,” she began as she kissed my jaw. “Up.”
“No, no,” I teased as I slid one of my fingers over her slit and probed lightly at her entrance. “I think we should talk about this a little more. Is it a medical thing, being this wet? Or am I just that attractive?”
“Oh, my god,” she groaned as I toyed with her pussy. “You’re such a dick. I cannot believe I want you to fuck me.”
“I think you can,” I continued to tease as I slipped my finger inside of her.
She was so fucking tight and hot that even just a finger was enough for me to feel her stretching.
I slid another finger in as my thumb circled her clit. I pressed a little harder and heard her breath hitch in the back of her throat as she dropped her head down onto my shoulder with a dull thud.
“Oh, shit,” she whimpered as I began to fuck her on my hand a little harder. “Fuck, it feels so good.”
“Be quiet,” I murmured against the side of her head. “I don’t think we want everyone to hear what’s happening.”
Or maybe she did. I didn’t fucking know what sort of psychosexual mind games she might be playing with the other women in the building, but it did feel a little in poor taste to make it obvious.
Her body tightened and spasmed around my fingers as I continued to fuck her with skilled practice. She shuddered out a little breath as I curled them just right before she arched her back into me like she was offering herself up.
“Fuuuuuck,” she gasped as she came into my hand.
I laughed because I couldn’t help it, but it probably wasn’t the most polite thing to do when your friend or fuck-buddy or survival partner, whatever Nora technically was to me, orgasmed.
“Jesus, you’re easy,” I teased again, but instead of arguing, Nora leaned forward and kissed me so hard, our teeth clacked together.
She threw her arms around my neck, and I stumbled back and barely managed to keep the two of us upright on the cool tile floor. The entire room was enveloped in steam from the rapidly filling bath, and we probably only had a handful of minutes before we needed to shut off the water and get in.
I bent down a little to grab her hips, then lifted her up so she could wrap her legs around me.
The new position provided me with a much better vantage point to kiss my way down her chest.
Nora arched into my touch again, and any complaints she might have had about me teasing her for how quickly she’d cum disappeared as I wrapped my mouth around one of her perky nipples.
I dragged my tongue over the sensitive bud before biting down just a little.
She had to clap her hand over her mouth as an obscene cry threatened to spill out from her lips.
I was, once again, a little fucking flattered.
I lavished her nipple with attention for a few more seconds before I moved on to the other breast and gave it the same treatment.
My dick was achingly hard and pressed up under the gorgeous swell of her ass, and every time she moved, she pressed herself down against it harder, which only made its attempts at getting attention even more noticeable.
“You are incredibly needy, do you know that?” I joked as I finally kissed my way back up to her lips.
She reached up to grab my jaw so I couldn’t do anything but kiss her.
And I didn’t really mind because it was a damned good kiss.
She adjusted her position around my waist and raised herself a little.
I only had a few seconds to realize what she was doing and help line the head of my dick up with her tight entrance before she was sinking herself down onto me.
“Fuuuuuuuck,” I groaned into her mouth as her pussy spasmed around me while trying to accommodate my size. “Just go slow, don’t fucking kill yourself.”
“Don’t,” Nora panted as she leaned out of our messy kiss. “Tell me… what to do, Isaac.”
I didn’t bother pointing out that I was only telling her what to do for her own safety because it felt like a moot point.
Her eyes were blown wide and impossibly dark as she stared at me with her mouth slightly agape. Her body shook as she tightened her legs around my waist, and her nails dug even harder into my shoulders as she sank down farther and farther onto my cock.
It felt like an eternity before I bottomed out.
“Ohhhhhhhh, fuck, fuck, fuck,” Nora whimpered.
She was close to babbling out nonsense, and I pressed my lips to hers in an attempt to get her to quiet down.
“That’s it,” I murmured. “Just breathe. I won’t move until you tell me to.”
“Fucking move,” she replied almost instantaneously. She sounded delirious with need. “Fucking move, fuck, I want you to move. You’re so fucking big, Jesus.”
It wasn’t really funny, but I laughed again anyway because of the sheer absurdity of it.
I felt like I was fucking into her stomach, maybe even her throat. She was impossibly tight around me, and even the slightest shift of my hips had me feeling like I was seeing God.
“More,” she groaned and dropped her head down onto my shoulder.
She bit down hard on the place where my neck curved into the muscle there, and I sucked in a sharp breath through my teeth.
But I also wasn’t about to argue with her.
Instead, I managed to half-guide us and half-stumble to the nearest wall, which happened to be the long mirrored one over the sinks.
I braced my hand on the mirror while Nora’s back pressed into it, and without any further warning, I fucked up into her.
She let out a loud, keening cry that sounded like it had been pulled straight from the depths of her soul.
