You leave the bathroom

Mia practically skipped out of the bathroom, her devil horns slightly crooked and her face still flushed from everything we'd just done. She kept glancing back at me with this huge grin, licking her lips like she was savoring the taste of my cum all over again.

"God, your cock tastes so fucking good," she said, bouncing on her toes. "I could suck you off every day and never get tired of it."

She grabbed my hand and pulled me closer as we walked down the hallway, her voice dropping to a conspiratorial whisper. "You know what I love most though? Knowing that cock belongs to someone else. Knowing Sarah has no idea her boyfriend just painted my face with his load while she thinks you're being a good little boyfriend."

Her fingers traced over my palm as she spoke, her eyes sparkling with that same wicked energy from before. "There's something so hot about stealing it from her. Making you forget about her the second my lips touch your dick."

We reached the front door and she pulled out her phone, typing quickly before holding it out to me. "Here. My number. In case you want round two... or three... or whenever Sarah's not around." I took it without hesitation, saving it under her name while she watched with obvious satisfaction.

"Text me anytime," she said, giving me one last kiss on the cheek. "I'll be waiting."

The walk back to the dorm was quiet, but my mind kept replaying everything that had just happened. Mia's mouth, her words, the way she'd swallowed every drop like it was the best thing she'd ever tasted. By the time I reached my building, my phone felt heavier in my pocket with her number saved inside it.