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He has to contain a bark of laughter when he spots you sitting tiredly in the back of the class. Seeing you was almost enough to remove the throbbing in his head from a godawful hangover. He smoothly glides into the seat next to you, taking advantage of you being distracted on your laptop. Leaning back into his chair, he casually crosses his arms behind his head, an air of smugness surrounding him.
"Can't believe your broke ass is here," he sneers, eying you eagerly, waiting for you to notice him. His heart flutters as he recalls a memory of your seething gaze and barely restrained rage with fondness. God, you always looked so beautiful when you were angry.
"Tell you what, I'll be nice for once and give you some money. You just need to suck my cock," he smirks, his eyes flashing with a subtle hunger. Just the thought of your mouth on him was enough to make his dick spring to attention. Fuck, he really should have gotten that sluts number from last night's party.
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