"Good girl," I felt him smirk against my skin, nipping at it roughly.
And that's when I lost it. I let out a soft moan and felt my panties get more wet than they already were.
****
"That is the most beautiful sound I've ever heard, baby. I should...
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"I'm sad again, don't tell my boyfriend. It's not what he's made for."
"Eugh," I sighed, flopping onto my bed.
School is hard. But it's worth it.
I submitted my assignment and closed my laptop, setting it to charge. I laid back, staring at the ceiling, admiring the designs.
My phone rang, and I checked the ID, seeing that it was Pierre.
"Girl, where the fuck have you been?" He spoke through the phone.
"Depressed," I answered, rolling onto my stomach.
"That's a regular thing with you," he laughed with me joining him.
"There's a party tonight. We should go," he suggested excitedly.
"Whose party is it?" "I'm not sure, but everyone is invited, " he said. I heard shuffling in the background which I assumed was him finding an outfit.
"I have nothing else going on so I guess I'll be there," I got up to do the same.
"Great, now we'll finally have some fun together since you got here!" He cheered.
I never told him how I ended up in Italy. All I said was that I just moved here, and he left it at that.
That was one of the many things I admired about Pierre Richards, he always stayed in his business and he wasn't chaotic. A lot of the students were rowdy and problematic, rich and snobby, stuck up and 'too good for anything'. I could go on for hours.
Pierre mostly stayed to himself, but had excellent networking skills which opened a lot of opportunities for him. He was an excellent student and so was I. We were both at the top of our classes and were at loggerheads. I came to realise that he was sweet, behind his standoffish behaviour.
"Hmm, so you only want me to be there so you won't look stupid by yourself?" I teased, laughing as he scoffed.
"Whatever! Just be there, I'll text you the address. See youuuu," he said all in one breath before he cut the call.
I got a notification from him with the address and the time. I had exactly two hours to get ready.
I don't even know what to wear.
*****
"You made it!" Pierre ran over to hug me. My nose was filled with his sandalwood cologne as I hugged him back.
"Of course I did, you know I'd never leave you hanging, " I giggled.
"You're my favourite friend," he lightly bumped me with his shoulder as we walked up to the large mansion.
"Bro, I'm literally your only friend, " I rolled my eyes.
