VII: Liam
Liam glanced at Marie again as they walked through the neighborhood that contained all their university's frat houses. Eli's frat had hosted their first open party of the semester tonight, and Liam's roommate had extended an invitation to him, their other roommates, and any girls they brought with them. Liam hadn't really felt like going at first--the parties were always so loud and there was never anywhere to sit--but now he was glad he had gone.
Once they arrived, Marie had wasted almost no time taking him into the basement--coming from California, Liam still found it amazing that so many East Coast houses had basements--to dance. Something had been different about her tonight--he supposed Marie had been acting different since the weekend she had first given him a blowjob almost a month ago--but he had really noticed it tonight. For the past few weeks, she'd been more...aggressive, inviting him over during the middle of the day--or rushing over to his dorm when he knew his roommates would be out for a while--just to have sex, lounging around her room naked more often when he was there--which was quickly becoming almost every night save when one of them had too much work to get done--and she seemed much more playful and...relaxed than usual.
When Liam had met Marie, she had been dancing, but it had been just a safe little sway of her hips. Tonight, she had danced with him like they were the only two people in the room. She'd started out moving her hips to the beat of the music but had quickly begun grinding her ass against his hips, grabbing behind her at his thighs or his neck as she did so. After a while she had spun around and moved even closer to him, wiggling against him before pulling his head down and capturing his lips hungrily--a feat only possible due to the heels she'd worn. Liam had no idea how long they'd made out there on the dance floor in that dark basement, but by the time he and Marie finally parted to catch their breath, his vision was hazy and the bulge in his jeans had become incredibly uncomfortable. Marie's eyes twinkled with mischief, yet he could see the lust burning within them. She had pulled him off the dance floor very quickly after that--with Liam getting some slaps on the back and shoulders from Chris and his frat brothers on his way out--and they had begun their brisk walk to the closest shuttle stop.
They were almost at the stop when Marie suddenly tugged Liam to the side, pulling him into a narrow alleyway that extended behind a row of businesses and restaurants. Liam was so surprised that he didn't resist, though he did raise an eyebrow when she pushed him back against the far wall and then dipped down, resting her ass on her heels.
"Marie?" Liam began, "What--"
She cut him off, "Shh! I can't wait any longer."
Liam watched wide-eyed as the practically tore apart the fly of his jeans and pulled them down to his thighs, revealing the stretched fabric of his tented boxer briefs. Marie grinned excitedly and pulled his cock and balls out of the flap in the middle and wasted no time in giving his shaft a long, wet lick.