40.

Elliot felt an all consuming need to do something. He wasn't sure exactly what it was as he approached his dorm room. The feeling had hit him suddenly as the bus pulled into the station. He felt like he wanted to run up a mountain without stopping, or fight every guy at the university. Whatever this new thrill was that he was in desperate need of, he was determined that he would conquer it. He had to, his entire being demanded him to. He opened his dorm room door and to his surprise it wasn't empty. Sheree was sitting next to Rayne on his bed. When she looked over at him he knew exactly what he needed to do. Sheree saw him and squealed as she rocketed to him. Elliot barely had time to drop his bag before she pushed him up against the doorframe. They attacked each other with a ferocity only seen when a predator pounces on its next meal. Their mouths and hands moved rapidly, touching whatever part was closest. 

"Well if it ain't the fucking cheater," Rayne said and reminded them she was still in the room, "welcome back you two timing asshole,"

Elliot ignored her and focused on Sheree's hand that had found its way into his pants. 

He gripped a handful of her unbraided hair and pulled her head back. She moaned as he gently bit her neck. The sound of a bell chime caught his attention and made him look up at Rayne. She was staring at her phone with a weird look on her face. She stuck her phone in her pocket and then looked up and saw him staring at her. She glared at him. Then she did something that he didn't see coming, she gave him the finger. The surprising part was that her arm stretched from the bed to the doorway where he was standing. Her hand was close enough to tap Sheree on the shoulder. Elliot pulled Sheree behind him, in disbelief at what he was seeing.

"Umm, Rayne's arm just stretched across the room!" He felt weird saying something so insane, but it had really happened.

"Yes, she can do that now," Sheree stopped sucking on his collarbone long enough to say.

"You're lucky I didn't slap the shit out of you!" Rayne said, her face reddening as she pocketed her phone.

"Rayne, you promised to let it go," Sheree said. There was authority and annoyance in her tone.

Rayne didn't respond, instead she stuck her tongue out at Elliot and sat down in front of Sheree's bed.

Elliot wasn't upset with Rayne for reacting the way she did towards him. He honestly deserved it. He gently pushed out of Sheree's embrace and walked over and stood in front of Rayne.

"What will it take?" He asked.

Rayne studied him for a few seconds and then stood up. Elliot mentally prepared himself for pain, instead Rayne held out a hand for him to shake. Elliot narrowed his eyes in skepticism.

"If there ever comes a time when no one else wants to hear a fucking word I have to say, you have to hear me out," she said and waited on his response.

"That was an oddly specific request, is there something we need to know?" Elliot said. Sheree had even stopped bathing him with her tongue after what Rayne said.

"Do you want my forgiveness or not?" Rayne asked impatiently.

Elliot shook his head and gripped her hand. Rayne smiled, "oh and this," she said and ball tapped him.

Elliot dropped to the floor clutching at his manhood as Rayne walked out of the room giggling. Sheree jumped to action once Rayne left the room. She undid his pants and pulled them down. 

"Where does it hurt?" She asked before she began massaging his manhood. 

Elliot was overtaken by a mixture of pain and pleasure. The pain caused a slightly nauseous feeling that Sheree's hand slightly aggravated with each stroke, she was also soothing him though. For a few seconds he felt shooting pain, slight nausea, and then a rush of sensual pleasure. It changed from one to the other so fast that all Elliot could do in response was grunt and groan. After a few seconds the pain stopped and only the pleasure remained. Sheree smiled at him when the pain subsided.

"Feeling better babe?" She asked and ran her thumb over his head.

"Yes," Elliot answered in a breathy voice, his heart rate was quickening now.

He wanted to say so much to her but the moment was too much for him. All he could do was reach up and pull her down on top of him. They aggressively tore at each other once more, this time removing their clothes as they rolled around on the floor. When they were completely undressed Elliot found himself pinned beneath Sheree. Her body glistened with sweat as she breathed heavily on top of him. She looked down at his erection and grinned deviously at him.

"Do it," Elliot dared her.

Without any further instruction she took him into her hand and slowly guided him into her. When their bodies became one, a wave of blue electricity sparked in their eyes. Elliot found himself able to sense what Sheree wanted from him. He gripped her hips and slowly lowered her so that all of him was inside of her. Sheree dug her fingernails into his chest as he moved deeper into her. The feeling of him filling her tightness was a feeling she didn't expect. 

"It's better than I imagined it would be too," he said in response to her thought.

The flesh on his chest opened under her fingers and then healed before it had a chance to bleed.

"That's... different.....ahhhh," Sheree managed to say after noticing how quickly he healed. 

She threw her head back and rode the sensations Elliot was sending into her as he moved.

Elliot could feel what she was feeling, it was a strange sensation for him. Every time he moved he felt exactly how pleasurable it was for her. Even more than that he knew how she wanted him to move. He knew that if he placed his left hand just above her hip, she would enjoy that. He also knew that she wanted him to bite her nipples. He leaned forward and did what she wanted and a feeling like nothing he had ever experienced before coursed through him as she climaxed.

Sheree screamed out and clenched herself tightly around him as her nectar trickled onto him. Elliot couldn't hold back the loud moan that escaped him either.

 He kissed Sheree forcefully as another of her thoughts played in his mind. She wanted him to lay her down and take her hard and fast. Again he obliged her and laid her on her back. Her legs parted around him as they locked eyes with one another. Don't look away, he heard her think, and kept his eyes focused on hers. He could feel how excited she was and knew she wasn't going to last long once he started. 

 With his eyes locked on hers he pulled back until only his head was still inside of her, and then pushed forward with as much force as he could. He repeated this motion quickly as the sensation between them rapidly built. Sheree locked her legs over his hips and took the pounding. After a few minutes Elliot knew he was about to burst and tried to pull away. Sheree's leg lock tightened and he had no choice but to finish inside of her. She kissed him and the two of them cried out together as their bodies shuddered and shivered in harmony. Their eyes didn't leave one another's until finally she pushed him away and giggled. Elliot rolled onto his back feeling exhausted. The moment his body left hers he stopped hearing her thoughts and feelings. He felt slightly alone and looked over at her. She threw her right arm and leg over him.

"Do you feel that too?" she asked.

"Yeah," he answered, happy that he wasn't alone in the feeling.

The two of them lay on the floor just long enough to get enough energy to make it to the shower. They cleaned each other and then crawled into Elliot's bed naked. Sheree wrapped her legs around Elliot and he pushed himself just inside of her. They fell asleep feeling complete and connected.

Rayne looked at the message on her screen as she rushed to Albert's room. 

"You played games with me and now it's time to pay up," it said.

Her heart pounded as she thought about what she had to tell him and how she was going to do it. All she hoped was that their love was stronger than the lie that had brought them together. She slipped her phone in her pocket and opened the door to his room. Albert was standing in the middle of the room staring at a white pill he held in his palm.

"Amber said you're supposed to be giving me these," he said with a confused look on his face.