I groaned as he bit my nipple gently. He groaned as I ran my
nails up his back as he made his way down my body. My back arched
and I heard him chuckle as he slipped his tongue into my folds finding
my nub. I groaned loudly as he lapped and suckled on my body making
me call his name. Just as I felt my body tighten he stopped and slid into
my body. My body shook under his as my orgasm tore through my body.
I opened my eyes and looked into his, expecting to see his eyes dark
with lust, but all I saw was the sadness that I had seen in his eyes the
last time I saw him.

I gasped as I woke from my dream his eyes still dancing in my
mind. I was breathing fast, my bed rumpled, and my body aching for
release. "This has got to stop." I said as I slid my legs over the side of my
bed. I felt the last of my drowsiness leave my mind as my feet hit the
cold wood floors. Winter had officially hit Kentucky and it was colder
than hell. I laughed, could hell be cold? I shook my head at my rambling
thoughts and headed out of the bedroom. I smelt coffee and I made my
way to the kitchen. I was so proud I had set the timer on the coffee
maker last night. I was going to need something to push that man from
my thoughts. I sighed as I sipped my coffee as I made my way back to
my bedroom. It was snowing like a freaking blizzard outside but I had a
huge presentation tonight and I needed to get everything ready to go.
Unfortunately I had to be at the University at 10, so I would have to
make time to get ready for the fund-raiser tonight.

I grimaced as I opened the front door a little over an hour later.
It was biting cold. I finally understood what they meant when they said
it was biting cold. I wish I didn't understand it. I pulled the door to
behind me and made my way to my car.

"Oh my god." I said under my breath as I entered the history
department.

"Cold enough for you?" John asked as I passed his office.

"Nah," I said with a short bark of laughter.

"That's what I thought." John said. He had asked me out, I had
turned him down and he was attempting to keep it civil between us. I
had to give him credit. I wouldn't have talked to him again probably if it
had been left up to me. He said he didn't understand why I 'couldn't' go
out with him. It seemed a little far fetched to tell him the truth, 'Well
John, I'm in love with Aj McLean, from the Backstreet Boys.' Yeah I
didn't think it would fly so I just said I couldn't.

I sighed as I took my jacket off. I let the heat from the radiator
roll over me and I felt myself relax. I looked up as Beth came to my
office door. "You ready for tonight?"

"Hell no." I said with a laugh and nodded.

"That's what I figured." She said entering my office and sitting
down in the chair in front of my desk.

"How long is your speech?" I asked as I pulled folders for my
upcoming classes out onto my desk.

"Not very long, about 5 to 7 minutes."

"Okay, good. Mine is about 6, so I'm good." I said with a sigh.

"I still don't understand why all of us have to give a speech. Why
can't the head do it?"

"I don't know," I sighed, I had voiced the same opinion not too
long ago, "I mean it's not like each section is asking for something
different."

"Exactly." Beth shrugged, "Oh well, time to teach the youth of
America." She said and stood.

"Yeah you go do that." I said with a laugh as I pulled out the
material I would need for my own class. I stood and followed her out of
the room. "See you in a few hours."

"Have fun." She said as she headed toward the stairs. She hated
her Russian history class, can't say that I blamed her. I on the other
hand was heading to my Medieval history class and I couldn't be
happier.