Rachel hadn't seen Brody since the night in the showers, but fuck did she want to. It had been a week, and every time she allowed her mind to wander, it always played back scenes from their tryst. Images of his thick, hard member pistoning in and out of her dripping cunt, his fingers griping her roughly. She had tried to satiate the ache that the thoughts caused between her legs on her own but it just wasn't working.

Finally, one night as she was trying to sleep (and her still unknown roommate and her millionth hookup of the month were apparently testing the durability of her bed springs) and the images of his chiseled abs, tight ass, and hard cock entered her head once again she sprung out of bed. She dug through her drawer to find the scrap of paper that Brody had written his room number on and ventured out of the room, almost sprinting.

He was on the other end of the Hall, room 315. When she found the room she was disappointed to find a tie around the door knob, and the sounds of groaning and moaning permeating through the wooden door.

She frowned in disappointment. Of course someone as sexy as him and as...talented...as he was could have any girl he wanted at any time he wanted, she wasn't expecting anything out of this 'relationship' other than some no-strings attached fun, but holy shit, was she dripping.

She couldn't go back to her room, the sounds of her roommate fucking would be too much in this state. She sighed and turned around, deciding to wait it out in the common area and wait it out. As she turned around to head back, she was met with the sight of a fully clothed Brody walking down the hall with a backpack slung over his shoulder and a sly smirk across his face.

"Miss me?" He asked as he approached.

Rachel felt relief and excitement wash over her at once at the sight of him approaching. She could only nod her answer.

"I was at a friends apartment for a last minute study session. Big test tomorrow in Playwriting 101. Is Chris busy in there?" He asked with an amused chuckle.

"I-yeah." Rachel said, her throat dry as she checked him out. He was wearing a black cotton raglan that showed off the definition of his muscles perfectly, and tight jeans that could barely contain his bulge. God, how did she manage to go a week without this?

He grinned, his eyes twinkling. "Well come on, I know where we can go." He said. He offered his hand to her and smiled as he led her through the hallways and up a few flights of stairs.

"Where are we going?" Rachel asked, confused. She had assumed he meant the bathrooms when he started to lead her away.

"Practice rooms." He said.

Rachel frowned. "I thought those were all locked after 8?"

He nodded. "Yeah, Miss July hooked me up since I'm a favorite." He said.

They walked into the floor and Brody pulled a lanyard out of his pocket, that held a set of various sized keys. He fished one out and walked to the door in the middle. "Most room." He said with a grin as he dipped it into the lock and opened it. Rachel rushed to follow him inside and flicked the light on. She had tended to use the practice room all the way down the corridor on the left since it was the one with the slightly out of tune piano that no one used.

This room was quite bigger, almost the size of a normal classroom. There was an upright piano pushed to one wall, a vibraphone against the other, and three timpani drums nestled in the corner. Brody slammed the door behind him and sauntered up to her.

"Well?" He asked, his lips brushing up against the shell of her ear as he wrapped his arms around her waist. She shivered and leaned into his embrace, tilting her head to expose more of her neck. "What do you want to do?"

Rachel groaned as he licked a hot trail down from behind her ear to her collar bone. "Mmmm, I want to fuck you." She answered, her voice breathy. She felt him grin against her chest and nip slightly.

"How badly?" He asked, teasing. She growled harshly and turned around in his embrace, pushing him up against the wall, attaching her lips to his and biting harshly.

They kissed passionately as they disrobed each other, letting their clothes fall to the floor with soft patters. Soon their skin was rubbing against each others, his cock pressing up between them.

"Sit." She said, pushing him to the chair in front of the piano. He did as told as she sunk to her knees and immediately took the head of his dick into her mouth. She licked around the head and moaned as he shot a stream of precome into her.

"Fuck, you're good at that." He groaned, placing his hands on her head. She sunk her mouth around his cock further, humming and moaning as she took him to the back of her throat. She held him there for a moment, before pulling up and letting him go with a pop of her lips.

"Fuck my mouth." She said, looking up at him with heavy lidded eyes. He couldn't help buy whine as she went back down and took his head into her mouth. He placed his hand on her head and started thrusting his hips, weakly at first. He couldn't help losing control and rhythm with each stroke as he felt her talented tongue work around his shaft as he moved and her throat squeeze around his head whenever it sunk down there. Soon he was pummeling away, his testicles slapping against her chin and saliva spilling out of her mouth. She finally grabbed her tits and pinched his nipples as he went, feeling wetness drip down her thighs.

He couldn't take it anymore, and finally, with three more pumps of his hips, he was spilling thick ropes of come deep down her throat. He gasped as he pulled out, watching thick webs of come and spit connect the tip of his dick to her lips as she swallowed it down.

"Fucking Christ." He whined as he watched her lick her lips.

She grinned at him as she stood up, him following. He picked her up by the butt and sat her on the piano, kneeling down between her legs. His cock twitched at the sight of swollen pink lips, glistening with her arousal.

"What are you doing?" She asked as he leaned in and bit her inner thigh gently.

"Returning the favor." He said before swiping his tongue up her dripping slit. She whined loudly in pleasure, bucking her hips and rubbing her hardened clit against his nose.

"Fuck-" She whined as he held her down as best he could, hands pinning her legs to the piano. He used his tongue to circle her clit, every so often sucking it into his mouth and then biting it gently. She had never received oral before and the sensation of his hot tongue working in between her lips was like fucking heaven.

He nipped at her lips before using his tongue to bully her clit, battering it with a tornado of different shapes. She whined loudly. "Oh, fuck-please." She begged.

She felt him grin against her pussy and knew she was close. He let go of her leg and brought his hand down to circle her entrance teasingly.

"Do it!" She begged. "Fucking do it!"

He obeyed and thrust two fingers into her tight, wet heat as he sucked her clit into his mouth. He worked his tongue and lips over her clit and thrust quickly into her pussy with a come hither motion and soon, she couldn't take it anymore. She screamed out his name as she came, her pussy fluttering spastically around his fingers and gushing a stream of wetness out.

He stroked her through her orgasm and applied small, kitten licks to her clit until he pulled his fingers out. She whined a little at the loss.

"Oh don't worry. I am no where near done with you." He said, grinning, his face shimmering under the fluorescent lights from her come.

He stood up, his cock fully hardened again and helped her up. He turned her around and placed harsh kisses along her neck, and gently ran his hand up her side to her face. She wasn't sure she even did it until she felt his cock spasm against her ass, but groaned as she sucked the two fingers that were previously in her cunt into her mouth, relishing the taste.

"I'm going to fuck you from behind, bent over this piano." He said, his voice harsh and low. She nodded eagerly and let her turn her around and bend her over. She gripped the keys tightly as she exposed her pussy and perfect ass. She wasn't sure how it was possible but she was ready once again, desperate for how fucking full Brody could make her feel.

He walked over and grabbed her hip harshly in one hand, and his cock in the other. He teased her, swiping the head through her cunt. She whined desperately, rutting backwards.

"God, you're so fucking desperate for my cock." He said, lining up the head with her hole. She whined.

"God, just fuck me. Fuck me so hard." She begged. He placed his other hand on her hip and thrust inside, loving the feeling of his cock sinking into absolute heaven.

She cried out in pleasure as he started to ram into her, tightening her grip on the keyboard. He was rough as he jack hammered into her, her cunt grasping around his huge cock wantonly. She could feel him hit spots in her no one had ever been before and whined.

"God you're so beautiful like this." He gasped. "Such a perfect little whore." He groaned as he slowed his thrusts from short hard pistons to long careful strokes, pulling out until only his head was inside her before moving in slowly.

He slid his hands up her torso and grabbed her tits roughly, pinching her nipples as he quickened his pace again. He loved how she moaned, how her pussy spasm every time he twisted the hard little nubs especially hard.

"Fuck, are you going to come?" He asked picking up his speed to something that was nearly impossible. Rachel moaned loudly in response, thankful that these rooms were completely sound proofed and swallowing the sounds of her whimpering and his balls slapping against her pussy lips.

"Fuck, please Brody." She whined, letting go of the piano and snaking a hand between her legs to rub at her clit.

"Oh, fuck, yeah. Yeah fucking come for me." He commanded, feeling his balls coil with a familiar tightness.

At his words Rachel felt her pussy explode with sensation, gushing all over his massive member. He continued thrusting hard even though her walls were latching onto him with everything they had and soon he hissed in delight as he shot deep inside Rachel's dripping cunt. He thrust weakly a few times before pulling out, his member now softened. She gasped at the sudden loss and the feeling of thick semen seeping out of her pussy.

He helped her up and she turned around and kissed him roughly for a few moments, letting their tongues meet and their teeth bump against each other. It wasn't elegant or romantic, it was harsh and lust filled. Soon she felt that ache build in her pussy again, somehow even after two orgasms she wanted him again.

She started to rub herself against his thigh, leaving a trail of their combined come on his leg. "Fuck you are such a dirty little whore, aren't you?" He asked grinning.

"Yes." She whined. "I want you again. Fuck, I've been thinking of you all week." She said. She pushed him back down on to the chair and straddled his lap, sinking her hand down to rub his semi into full hardness. "Let me do it this time." She said.

He grinned as she lined them up, teasing him for once by undulating on the tip of his head. He groaned and leaned forward, sucking harshly on her tit. She gasped and sunk down his length, moaning at the feeling of him combined with their come. It was slightly painful now, but still felt amazing as she rode him, pistoning fast. She knew neither of them would last very long this time, after both experiencing two amazing orgasms, but God she needed it.

"You feel so fucking amazing inside me. God." She groaned, griping his shoulders for leverage as she increased his speed. He let her nipple go with a pop and leaned his forehead against hers to look down as her lips parted around his cock.

"Oh, fuck, baby." He moaned, lifting his hips to meet her thrust for thrust. She screamed out as her pussy clamped down on his cock once again, milking him for all he was worth.

He wrapped his arms around her waist and thrust up into her quickly three more times before emptying himself into her for the third time that day. Finally they collapsed onto each other in a sweaty heap of limbs, panting harshly.

"What are you doing tomorrow?" She asked.

He just grinned. "You."