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touched it, making it twitch every time. Henry felt dirty, but he kept going, pumping himself. The orgasm formed in his stomach, warning him of his impending ecstasy. He grabbed a tissue and held it over his tip, knowing he was about to explode. Imagining her whispering his name, telling him she loved him, made him crumble. He exploded inside the tissue, coming more than he had in a long time. He yelped as he depleted himself, coming hard.
    When he was finished, he caught his breath, overcoming the high he was feeling. He wiped himself off then threw the soiled tissues in the wastebasket. He closed his laptop, not able to look at Sydney’s picture for a moment longer. He was ashamed of his actions. He ’d tried beating off to porn, and it worked most of the time, but it was nothing compared to the bliss he felt when he thought of Sydney. It always felt a million times better. He knew this behavior needed to stop. It was disgusting and wrong. She was marrying someone else. He would be livid if some guy was jerking himself while thinking about his fiancée.
    Ex hausted from his orgasm, he lay down and went to sleep. When he woke up, it was the next morning. He grabbed his stuff before he showered and got ready.
    When he arrived in the parking lot, he saw Sydney and Coen walking toward his car. He never felt more awkward in his life. The last thing he did last night was picture Sydney as he jacked off. He couldn’t look her in the eye, or Coen—definitely not Coen.
    “I’m late for class,” he said as he walked by.
    “It’s only seven- thirty,” Sydney said, looking at her watch.
    “I have to meet with the professor,” he lied, walking past them.
    Sydney and Coen watched him leave.
    Henry walked across campus until he entered his building. Since he still had thirty minutes until class began, he sat in the lobby and opened his textbook.
    “You got the right one .”
    He looked up and smiled. “Yeah, I finally figured it out.”
    “It took you long enough.”
    “Two tries.”
    She sat beside him. “What did you do yesterday?”
    He felt awkward again. “Homework. You?”
    “Nothing much. Took my dog on a walk then went swimming.”
    “In the ocean?”
    “No. I’m not crazy. I have a pool.”
    “Oh. Cool.”
    “It’s pretty big.”
    “Even cooler.”
    “Are you ready for class?”
    “I think so.”
    “It seems like you know your stuff.”
    “I like literature.”
    “Since you’re an English major, that’s a given.”
    “I suppose.”
    “Well, shall we?” she asked.
    Henry liked her confidence. She had a natural poise about her. She stood up straight when she walked, and she carried herself like she was professional. Her long blond e hair was soft and smooth, reminding him of silk. Her white shorts made her legs look darker and more toned. She was definitely a beach beauty. When he glanced at her ass, it was tight and lifted. He liked it.
    She turned around, catc hing him. “What are you doing?”
    “Uh, I was just looking for my pencil.”
    “I have my eye on you.”
    He smiled, pleased by her e asy-going attitude. “Oh no.”
    “I’m a force to be reckoned with. Just ask my brothers ,” she said as she walked to their classroom. He stared at her ass the entire time. It was the first time he’d checked out a girl since Sydney. They sat together in the back of the classroom.
    The teacher walked inside a moment later an d started to lecture. Henry kept glancing at Ren, noticing the blonde strands of her hair. They reminded him of the sunlight, bright and shining. He wondered what it smelled like. He was normally an ass or a boob man, but he was attracted to her legs the most. They were thin but full of muscle. He could tell she was athletic. Instead of paying attention to class, he kept glancing at her, imagining her ass in her shorts again.
    When the class was over, they went to the next one, where Henry sat and gawked at her the whole time. He forced himself to pay attention to the lecture