Roommate - SEASON 1 EPISODE 28

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Roommate - SEASON 1 EPISODE 28

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Nicole

To say I felt like shit was an understatement. The moment I opened my eyes it felt like an entire skyscraper was blown up to pieces and every single one of those pieces landed on my head.

The unbearable pain was too much for me to handle, and since the sunlight didn't help at all, I flipped onto my stomach and pulled the pillow over my head. A voice somewhere inside the room chuckled, but I ignored them.

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What was so funny about someone in literal pain?

"Hungover?"

Despite the fact that the voice was muffled because of the pillow, I could recognize that the question came from Blake. If he was here to annoy me and make the headache worse, he could stay getting ignored. I knew that if I ignored him enough, he'd go away. At least that's what I hoped.

Sometimes the jerk was far too persistent.

"I have some pills that will help you feel better a lot quicker." His voice got closer, but I stayed put under my pillow. "You'll feel a lot better in no time. Here."

Even though I wanted nothing to do with the sun, I peeked out from under the pillow and saw Blake holding out two pills in his palm and a cup of water in his other hand. Enduring the light for a few seconds to take the pills wouldn't hurt, especially if they could make me feel even fifty percent better.

Sitting up, I quickly realized I was almost completely naked when the bed sheets slipped from my body and revealed my bra. In a flash, I pulled them up to cover myself again and Blake chuckled.

"I promise it isn't sexy after watching you throw up your organs." The jerk thought his stupid words would make me feel better. They didn't. "Not that you're not sexy, but right now I'm far from interested."

I rolled my eyes as I took the pills and cup from him, tilting my head back to throw the pills to the back of my throat before taking three big gulps of water. He watched my every move with a small smile tilting the corner of his lips.

Once he saw I took them, he took the cup from me and handed me one of his shirts.

"Here, comfier than your dress by a lot. So you don't have to be naked."

I gladly took it from him and put it on, pulling the sheets away to pull it all the way down. Since I was sitting, it bunched at my hips. But it seemed like it would at least cover my ass if I stood up.

"You wanna try to get a bit more sleep? You only had around five hours."

With a nod, I laid back down and pulled the sheets up under my chin. He walked out of the room and I took my chance to get at least a few more hours of sleep.

Hopefully I'd wake up without the headache that was currently killing me.

•••

Instead of waking up with no headache or even with a few more hours of sleep, I woke up around forty minutes after laying down with my headache still around. But on top of that, I was sweating and hot all over, mainly between my thighs.

Not knowing what the fuck was going on, I threw the comforter off me to see my entire body was shiny with a layer of sweat. I couldn't explain why but I was horny. As. Fuck.

Did I have a wet dream? I didn't even think I had any kind of dream in such a short amount of time.

Groaning, I got out of bed and walked to the bathroom to wash my face with cold water. It didn't do much at all, and it was frustrating me.

As I was walking back to the bed, I saw Blake setting down a big glass of water on the nightstand. He looked up at me with furrowed brows, probably wondering what the hell I was doing out of bed. Or maybe because I was panting.

"Are you okay?" He asked a bit hesitantly, slowly approaching me. "You're sweating."

"Yeah, no shit," I grumbled, needing some kind of friction on my pussy. It was starting to become too much to bare. If I didn't touch myself in the next coming minutes I was going to go nuts. The longer I went without doing anything about it, the more I started sweating.

"What's wrong?"

A whimper left my lips when I felt it pulsing down there, taking a seat and circling my hips for some friction. When that did nothing to help the painful need, I resorted to grinding. I didn't give a shit that Blake was watching.

"Uhh..." he trailed off, looking like he was going to be sick. Poor dude looked like he was in pain. That made two of us. "As hot as that is, why are you grinding on my bed?"

"I'm so fucking horny." I panted, trailing a hand down my belly before cupping my apex. "I'm hot and I'm sweaty and I'm really fucking bothered about it. I can't get it to stop."

"Horny?"

"Yes, Blake. I'm horny."

Completely disregarding that Blake was in the room, standing right in front of me, I slipped my hand into my thong and started rubbing my clit. The poor nub was extra sensitive and I flinched when the tip of my index finger made contact with the swollen bundle of nerves.

My thong was completely soaked, making my finger slip against my clit.

"Fuck..." Blake groaned and I looked up to watch his face morph into one of agony. And when I looked down, I noticed that his dick was growing under his shorts.

Knowing there was really only one way to get rid of this feeling, I laid back on the bed and spread my legs, letting him watch as I played with my clit under my panties. His dick pushed harder against his shorts and I moaned.

"Why are you so..." he swallowed, shifting uncomfortably on his feet. "So horny?"

Shrugging, I but my lip as I inserted a finger into my pussy, letting out a whimper. "I woke up hot and bothered."

What was once him looking like he was getting turned on as well, went to him looking panicked as he raced over to one of his drawers and pulled out two different pill containers. I kept playing with myself as he kept cursing under his breath.

"I'm such a fucking idiot." He continued to curse, shoving the containers back into their drawer before slamming it shut. "I'm so fucking sorry, Nicole. This is my fault."

I stopped rubbing as I raised a brow at him. "What?"

"I accidentally gave you the wrong pills."

Not knowing whether to be mad or not, I simply kept asking questions. "Wrong pills? What kind of pills did you give me that I'm just horny?"

"Sexual enhancement pills."

I quickly shut my legs and sat up way too quickly, making my vision go blurry for a few seconds. "What the fuck, Blake?"

"I know, I'm sorry! I swear I didn't do it on purpose. Whenever I do use them, the girl is fully aware. It just makes things more fun but..." he looked down, looking genuinely ashamed. "I really didn't mean to give them to you. I think It's far worse because you're only supposed to take one. I gave you two mistaking them for painkillers."

I was still sweating as my pussy was pulsing with need. "Well, then what the fuck am I supposed to do now?"

"I'm so sorry."

"Don't be sorry. Help me!"

He looked lost as he threw his hands up over his head and paced around in frustration. "How am I supposed to help you, dollface?"

Deciding on what I was going to say next, I took the risk of blurting out, "Fuck me."

He stopped dead in his tracks and gave me a look of disbelief. "I can't do that."

Now I couldn't believe that the man that had been begging to get in my pants for weeks was rejecting me. He couldn't be acting petty right now for all the times I rejected him. I mean I couldn't blame him, but fuck him. "Why not?"

"You're not in your right mind. You'll regret it. I don't want that."

I groaned. "For crying out loud, Blake. I'm horny, not drunk. I know what the fuck I'm asking for."

He shook his head, seeming sure of his answer.

I huffed, getting out of bed.

"Where are you going?"

I stomped towards the door to get out. "Ima see if there's anyone at all left from last night since you don't want to help me."

Before I knew it, my arm was in his hand and I was spun back around. He pushed me against the wall and I met his eyes for a brief second before he closed them and let out a deep, resigned sigh.

"If you're going to do it with anyone at all, I want it to be me." His knee found my core and I arched my back to add more pressure. "I'm going to be the one to fuck you, Nicole."

"Then fuck me."