Page 5 of Wicked Surrender

Chants of someone chugging beer reached us on this landing upstairs, and I cringed at the noise. It didn’t help the throbbing in my head. And this girl’s plea wasn’t appeasing me either.

“Stressed?” I scoffed, giving her a hard look. I was a frat president. My style was to party hard enough that no stress could ever reach me. But I felt like it right now.

It’s because of that fucking letter.

It wasn’t the first time I’d gotten a letter from the dean’s office. And it wouldn’t be the first time that my parents would make a donation to pay off whatever the college was pissy about. With practiced indifference, I’d rolled my eyes when I saw the envelope addressed to me from the dean’s office. Then I’d tossed it onto my messy desk in my room to forget about until they’d reach out again. The fact that they sent a letter meant they’d already tried and failed to reach me via email.

It didn’t matter. They couldn’t do anything to me.

Still, it lingered in the back of my mind. Sooner or later, I’d have to reply to it.

I wouldn’t tonight.

All I wanted was to pass out and sleep off this headache so I could wake up and be ready to have fun and party hard tomorrow.

“I could help you relax,” the freshman said.

“I doubt that.” I knew what she meant, and I knew what she was after. I hadn’t earned my reputation by behaving. Everyone on campus was aware of my parties, of the fact that I ruined good girls for sport. The only reason she was up here talking to me and trying her hardest to get me in my room was to take a ride on my dick.

If I gave her a few more minutes, she’d really be throwing herself at me. But I wasn’t in the mood. An easy lay would boost my mood for a few minutes, but I just wasn’t up for it right now.

Annoyed about that letter I'd neglected, I took out my irritation on her by turning her down. “I’m not interested.”

She laughed, as if I’d cracked a joke. “But…”

I shook my head again, turned off even more by how pushy she was being. Fucking my way through college was my latest pastime and hobby, but I wasn’t this stupid. This slut had already made her way through too many of my frat brothers. An open invitation to whatever STDs she was carrying didn’t entice me. Sure, she was hot, but she was trying too damn hard.

Half of the thrill was in ruining the good ones.

The pleasure of deconstructing an obedient girl who should never want an asshole like me.

I wasn’t the kind of guy to bring home to meet the parents.

“But…”

“I said no,” I reminded her again as I pushed past her and headed down the stairs.

The closer I came to the music, the more my head ached. But the sooner I reached the kitchen, the faster I could count on relief. I got a beer and a water, knowing I wouldn’t last long drinking too hard tonight. Even though I nodded hellos at the people already in here helping themselves to the kegs, I ignored everyone else.

When Dennis, one of my oldest friends here, came up and smirked at the cups in my hands, I didn’t pay attention to his shit-eating grin.

“Water?” he teased. “What’s that about?”

“I’ve got a fucking headache,” I replied.

“Getting old?” he joked, spanking a girl on the ass as she passed by. She blushed, scurrying away. Nowthatappealed more than the freshman on the stairs. The chase, the fight, the challenge. Those were what turned me on like nothing else.

“I’m younger than you, fucker,” I replied with a grin.

“By a month,” he shot back, draining his beer. “Seriously. What’s up your ass?”

“Nothing,” I muttered, drinking my beer.Screw this. I should just take a shot then follow with water.

“He’s pissed about that letter,” Kevin, one of our frat brothers, said as he joined us to refill his cup at the keg.

“What letter?” Dennis asked, checking out a couple of girls across the room, always multitasking and counting on getting laid.

“Nothing,” I repeated dryly, wishing I’d just stayed in my room. I could have, but it was a standard to uphold here, being present as the host of every party so they’d all know it was thanks to me that some students on campus could have a good time.

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