He walks away?

FUCK! I could have fucked Olivia Banando’s face if I wanted to.

That’s the thought kept repeating in Edward’s head as he walked down the hallway toward his next class. His cock was still half-hard and throbbing in his pants. He could still picture it so clearly, Olivia on her knees on that dirty bathroom floor, looking up at him with those crazed, adoring eyes, mouth open wide and tongue out like she was ready to worship his cock. He had been so close. The head of his cock had brushed her lips. For a second he had wanted to grab her hair and push deep into her throat. But something had stopped him.

He needed to be sure first. This was all too sudden, too insane. He had to confirm what was really happening before he let himself go that far. The men’s bathroom was also not the safest place to be facefucking a girl, so he had pulled back, zipped up and left her there on her knees. He had told her to go back to class after he did.

When he returned to geography class, Olivia had come back five minutes later. She looked visibly disappointed, her cheeks flushed and her breathing still a little uneven. But the moment she saw him, her face lit up with a bright smile once again. She walked to her seat, eyes locked on him the entire time.

That was when Edward noticed the small wet spot on her left cheek. A glistening streak of his precum. It had transferred there when his hard cock had slapped against her face earlier. A girl sitting right next to Olivia, some brunette from the chess club noticed it too. She leaned over and whispered something, pointing at the spot with a confused look.

Olivia just giggled softly. Without any shame, she swiped the wetness off her cheek with one finger, brought it to her mouth and sucked on it slowly. Her eyes turned straight to Edward as she did it, holding eye contact while her lips wrapped around her finger. The girl next to her looked creeped out but didn’t say anything else.

The other cheerleaders in the class had watched the whole thing. Their expressions were easy to read, pure jealousy. They kept glancing between Edward and Olivia like they were angry she had gotten to be alone with him. Edward realized they probably thought he had done a lot more with her in the washroom. Before any of them could try to talk to him or follow him, he rushed out of the classroom the second the bell rang.

Now, as he sat in film class, his heart was still beating fast from everything that had happened. He was starting to see the pattern clearly. The wish he had made last night was working. All the cheerleaders on campus seemed completely obsessed with him.

There were three cheerleaders in this class. Right on cue, as each of them walked in, they looked around until they spotted him. They winked, waved or smiled at him like he was the most important person in their world. These were the same girls who had never even glanced in his direction before today.

But Edward only had eyes for one of them.

Natalie Thompson, the blonde cheer captain, walked in wearing a pair of really tight light-wash jeans that looked like they’d rip off her body any second. They hugged her wide hips and thick thighs perfectly, making her ass look massive and round. Up top she had on a light blue crop top that barely reached below her massive tits. The thin fabric stretched obscenely across her heavy DD breasts, the outline of her bra visible underneath. Her long wavy golden hair bounced with every step.

As soon as she saw Edward, her bright green eyes lit up. She smiled dreamily at him. The seat to Edward’s right was already taken by some guy, but Natalie walked straight over anyway.

“Excuse me,” she said sweetly to the guy. “Do you mind switching seats? I really need to sit next to Edward.”

The guy looked at her huge tits, then at her face and folded instantly. He grabbed his stuff and moved without argument. Natalie slid into the seat right beside Edward, her thigh pressing warmly against his under the desk.

She turned to him with that same dreamy expression he had seen on many women today. “Hi, Edward,” she whispered, biting her lower lip.