Chapter 2

• Jess had every reason to pounce on the opportunity. Ever since Dylan's recent move to the dorm it had become far trickier to get time to themselves. Jess didn't live on campus, and the move meant the couple were further away than they had previously been, not to mention the hassle they faced trying to get time alone now that Dylan was sharing a room. If Jess couldn't sneak off with her boyfriend now, while Liam was at the party, she wouldn't get a chance tonight at all. It had been a few days since she had been fucked by Dylan due to finals, and it was starting to show, she felt a flutter in her stomach in anticipation at the mere thought of being taken on his bed. But that flutter was quickly extinguished by a response Jess wasn't expecting.
• "In a bit?" Dylan asked. "I'm just enjoying the party."
• "Please, babe." Jess actually started to plead her boyfriend at this point. "Liam will go downstairs soon, I've been wanting this for days."
• "A few more drinks?" Dylan asked, eyeing over to the party. "I promise, I'll fuck you nice and proper, but I'm just having a good time now."
• A surge of pleasure went to Jess's cunt at the promise of being fucked, she squeezed gently against the now hard bulge through Dylan's jeans. She looked up to him, her dirty-blonde hair covering her face slightly as she bit her lip, trying desperately to convince him to take her now.
• Despite the attempt, Dylan leant in and kissed his girlfriend one last time, before parting from her body and pulling her back toward the noisy party.
• Jess couldn't help but feel frustrated at her boyfriend, but the promise of a good fucking from him later salvaged her mood, but this was if Liam hadn't already gone to bed by then.
• As the pair entered the common room they were hit by the wave of loud music and cheers from Dylan's friends on his return. Dylan smiled and walked back over to meet them, happily taking another beer and a slap on the back from Liam as he came back. The banter between the boys flared back up as if it were never disrupted.
• Seeking reclusion, Jess found herself locked in thought in the corner of the common room, her back to the room as she surveyed the party. Her mind went from anxiously watching and waiting for the end of Dylan's banter to the illicit thoughts of what was sure to come the moment he was done. Jess was definitely a girl of needs, and while it had only been a few days since the last chance she had to fuck Dylan, her desire was greatly growing. She contemplated whether she would ride him or be taken from behind? Then again, maybe Dylan should do some of the work after making her wait. It took almost twenty minutes of detailed planning before her train of thought was broken.
• "Hey you." Liam greeted as he waved his hand playfully in front of Jess's eyes to divert her attention. He lifted his foot up and pressed it flat against the wall behind him, leaning against it next to Jess.
• "You're awfully quiet tonight."
• "Your drunk squad has taken my boyfriend."
• Jess scowled back, though she instantly regretted the harshness of her words, she knew Liam quite well, and this was hardly his fault. Jess gave a quick sigh before apologising, sounding far more welcoming the second time around.
• "Sorry, I just wish he was celebrating a little more with me."
• "Another great semester for him." Liam said appreciatively. "He deserves to get blinded."
• Jess gave a smile, though didn't turn her eyes from her boyfriend. Liam was right, he had worked insanely hard to get to where he was, and this was his chance to suck in the gratification of his efforts.
• The pair leant against the wall for a short while making idle chatter between them. Jess never felt awkward hanging around with Liam, he was just the sort of guy she could happily talk to without the need to force conversation. For short whiles the conversation died and the pair used the time to appreciate some friendly company, only to flare up now and again with heated bursts of perverted conversation, only too typical for Liam.
• "Treat him well tonight." Liam nudged Jess playfully with his muscular arm. "My boy deserves it."
• "You could just blow him yourself." Jess joked. "We all know you're so proud of him."
• "I think we both know you'd do a far better job." Liam laughed before propping himself off the wall and standing before Jess. "Good job with tonight, Jess, but I'm off to bed."
• "What!?" Jess asked, shocked and irritated by Liam's decision to go to bed so early, it was barely midnight, Liam usually was showing up to parties about now. "No, come have a few drinks."
• "Nah." Liam shrugged. "I'm pretty tired and I've got a couple of things to get sorted tomorrow anyway."
• Jess wasn't sure if she was more disappointed or furious at Liam's decision. She knew full well if he had gone to bed then she wouldn't be able to take Dylan down there herself. The entire night's anticipation and burning lust for her boyfriend would be pointless if she didn't have a chance to relieve herself of it with him.
• "Come on, just a little longer." Jess pleaded, trying not to sound too desperate.
• "You have enough people here to keep the party going." Liam smiled, raising his brow at Jess in speculation of her motives. He was right, a few members of nearby dorms had joined in the celebration and the top floor was now heaving with party-goers.
• "You're no fun." Jess sighed in defeat, though trying to sound casual about his parting.
• "Then you won't mind if I go!" Liam laughed before turning around, he gave a short wave to Jess as he made his way across the room.
• Jess watched him move across the room, giving his goodbyes to friends. His arrival in other areas caused a couple of cheers followed by some loud disappointed groans at the news. She watched him give Dylan a slap around the back before making his way to the stairway door. Jess was certain her night couldn't get any worse, Irritated by the prospect of another night of sexual repression, she decided to grab herself a drink.
• Another half hour had passed, a very productive half hour for Jess in terms of alcohol consumption. As majority of her friends tended bars to earn a little extra cash during their studies, she was easily subjected to exotic cocktails and fusions that distracted her from her irritation. Moving onto what was her fifth cocktail in short succession, Jess was shortly distracted by the reappearance of her boyfriend, who had made his way over toward the couch she was sitting on to greet her.
• "Hey you." Dylan slurred slightly as he slumped down next to her.
• "Hey." Jess slurred in response, now realising just how much effect the alcohol had had on her. She wasn't drunk, but she was considerably more 'merry' than before.
• "What are you drinking?" Dylan nodded to a fluorescent pink drink that shone from the glass Jess was holding.
• "A creamy berry." Jess said after a moments thought. "It's actually quite nice. Here, try it."