Alaina and John together

You can see Alaina's wetness on her fingers, despite how uncomfortable she looks with the situation. Begrudgingly, she points the two fingers she had inside herself at John, offering him the chance to lick them.

"Gladly," your floormate says. He leans forward and puts his lips over her fingertips, down to her knuckles. Alaina stares at him the whole time, unsurprisingly looking unimpressed by what's happening to her. "You taste great," John says.

Christ, he must know how disgusting he's being.

"Are you ready to start?" he asks.

"I guess," Alaina says, arms crossed. "How do you want me?"

"Six ways to Sunday," John says. He's clearly trying to sound seductive, but it's clearly failing.

"Answer the question," Alaina snaps. "How do you want to fuck me?"

John grins, and your heart drops out as you contemplate what possible answer he could have for Alaina.