Even though Jack's hotel room was within walking distance of the NSU campus, he was still running late. Miranda had been staying with him ever since the first day of viewing houses and had proven to be insatiable.
She seemed almost desperate to have his cock inside her, and her hunger for him was not merely intoxicating, but addictive. So addictive that yet another "just one more time" had left him running late.
Just as he was entering the large auditorium of his first class of the morning, sociology 101, he heard a female voice behind him say, "You're late!"
Like you're not?! He thought.
Feeling a spike of anger at the woman's supercilious tone, he stopped dead, right in the doorway. Not expecting him to stop so suddenly, the woman bumped into his back, making a squawk of surprise as she did.