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He doesn’t have to give me an answer. His hard cock springing free from his briefs is answer enough. When I lick it from base to tip and then take him into my mouth, he hisses through his teeth and grips the sheets.

Luc’s skin is soft as I drag my tongue along his cock, sucking lightly as I go. The way his breath hitches tells me I’m doing just what he needs—not that I didn’t know that already, considering I’ve been sucking his cock since we were teens.

“Xan,” he pants when I add one of my hands, moving it up and down his dick in time with my mouth. His fingers grab at my dark hair, pulling tight, and a groan sounds from deep in his throat. “Fuck.”

I focus on the head of his cock for a moment, swirling my tongue around it before going back to sucking. The whole time, my hand is stroking the rest of his thick length. The taste of precum fills my mouth, and nowI’mthe one moaning.

There’s nothing I love more than turning Lucas into a sweaty, mindless mess who can only think with his dick. It’s so fucking easy, too. He used to think he didn’t get turned on easily, but the second we realized our feelings for each other went deeper than friendship, that changed.

Now, he can be in the middle of doing anything—training, homework, watching a movie—and I can have him turned on in five seconds flat. Give me another minute, and he won’t even remember what he was doing before I started touching him.

Now isn’t an exception. I can feel it in his body, how badly he needs to come. That means Haven is the last thing he’s thinking about, which is just what I was hoping for. His mind ismine,and she can stay the hell out of it.

“Xander,” he gasps when I start sucking harder. “Fuck, fuck,fuck.Xan, I’m gonna come. Please let me come in your mouth. Please,please,oh my god.”

The very next second, cum fills my mouth. The taste is bitter and salty, and I swallow it down as he keeps coming. A high-pitched whine fills the room as he shudders through the end of his orgasm, one last spurt of cum hitting my tongue.

While Lucas catches his breath, I move until I’m hovering over him, my legs straddling his hips. I lick my lips, just barely able to see him looking up at me in the dark.

“That wasn’t too hard, was it?” I ask with a grin. “Life is so much better when you listen to me, hmm?”

“Christ, Xan,” he groans.

“Am I right?”

“Yes.” He grabs my face and pulls me down into a kiss. His tongue delves into my mouth, and I suck on it until he pulls away. “God, yes, you’re always right.”

“Good boy,” I whisper, and I swear, the boy melts.

With one last kiss, I flop down next to him. I can already feel how relaxed he is, so I figure he’ll be out in a few minutes. Lucas must have other plans, though, because his hand finds my body under the covers. He slowly slides it up my thigh until he’s cupping my cock. I’m hard—how could I not be after having his dick in my mouth?

“No, Ace.” I kiss his forehead. “It’s time to go to sleep.”

“But you—”

“Shh.” Gently, I tug his hand away and settle against him. “Close your eyes.”

He lets out a grunt of protest, but it’s weak. That orgasm knocked all the anger and hate out of him for the night. Within a few minutes, his body is curled around mine, and his soft snores fill the air.

I don’t sleep, though. Not a single wink. My thoughts are too occupied by the purple-haired girl who still has a hold on my heart even though she’s the one who broke it. I’ve been ignoring that fact for three years, but with her right down the hall, I can’t anymore.

Haven Ashford still owns a piece of me, and goddammit, I think she always will.

Haven

Freshman year - the week before Halloween

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My feet pound against the pavement as I race to Colton’s house. It’s multiple miles from campus, farther than I’ve ever run, but I don’t stop.

He’s here. He’s come to take me away.

In the past two months, I’ve seen Isaiah across every street, around every corner, in the reflection of every window I walk past. But this time feltso real.He turned around and looked me right in the eyes, and I took off running before he could say a single word.

I have no clue how I’ve managed to outrun him.

Terrified of what I’ll find, I risk a glance behind me. The residential street in Colt’s neighborhood is empty, but I don’t let that fool me. Isaiah could be hiding anywhere.

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