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Part of me wants to save my first time for the right guy. The guy who will be gentle and caring and loving. My first boyfriend. My first love.

Another part of me wants my first time to be with Wes, no matter what that entails. Even if I’ll never be his girlfriend, even if he’ll never love me, some wild part of me wants to know what it would be like to be naked beneath him. To feel his mouth on my skin and his hard length between my legs.

His eyes dance with amusement, almost like he can read my thoughts. “So what were you two in here giggling about?”

Thank god he changes the subject. I cannot keep thinking about having sex with Wes Novak right in front of him.

“We were reading.”

To my horror, Wes picks up the book splayed open at the end of my bed.

“No—” I reach for it, but his eyes are already skimming the page.

“‘You like my hard, throbbing, monster cock buried deep in that sopping, wet pussy?’” Wes laughs. “Holy shit. The porn I watch isn’t this graphic.”

I reach for the book again, but he stands, holding it well out of reach.

“She moans. ‘Ugh, yes, daddy. My pussy is weeping for you.’ ‘Good girl. You’re going to take it deep. I want every single inch of my cock buried inside you.’”

Even though I’m mortified by what’s happening right now, a thrill zips down my spine at his low, rumbling voice reading the seductive words out loud. My thighs clench. If Wes was a narrator, I would only read audiobooks.

“Is this what you like to write?” Wes asks.

My face is actually on fire. “No, but Chloe dared me to.”

“How are you going to write a smutty story if you’ve never been with a guy?”

“That’s a great question.” I finally manage to snatch the book out of his hand and clutch it to my chest.

His grin turns wolfish. “Maybe someone needs to give you a little inspiration.”

“Next year, we’re getting an apartment with a private bathroom,” Chloe declares, striding into our dorm. She hops on her bed and glances back and forth between us. “What did you two talk about while I was gone?”

I flush and can’t meet either of their gazes.

Wes grins like he scored the winning goal at the championship. “Violet was just telling me she’s looking for some inspiration.”

Chapter16

After

Violet

My feet are screamingby the time I hobble into Nohren Hall, dark long since descended over campus. When I reach the elevator, I ache to collapse on the floor, but I know if I stop now, I won’t be able to stand again. My legs are jelly, heels of my feet numb.

When I returned to Diamond University, I had no idea the punishments Wes had in store for me. Humiliating me at a party, nearly choking me to unconsciousness, deserting me in the middle of nowhere with no way to contact anyone for help, nearly forcing me to blow him in front of his friends.

I’m not sure how much more I can take, and I have a sickening feeling this is just the tip of the iceberg.

The second I’m through the door to our dorm, Aneesa leaps to her feet. “I thought you’d been killed! Where have you been? Some guy answered your phone and told me to stop calling. I’m pretty sure he blocked me.”

I collapse onto my bed, groaning at the sweet relief before I peel my shoes off. By some miracle, my socks are free of blood. I don’t know how many miles I walked, and I’m still not totally sure how I made it home. “I lost my phone, and there wasn’t anyone around to give me directions.”

“This campus isn’t that big. How did you get lost for half a day?”

“I...” I scramble for a decent excuse. “...went off campus.”

Aneesa hovers at the edge of my mattress, peering over at me. Long, luscious black hair dangling down, almost brushing my face. “Why would you leave campus?”

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