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Reese

Rolling over, I wake up with a wince at the sharp throbbing between my legs. I want to say it’s just biology—morning wood—but it’s been like this since I left the bar with Twyler the night before.

Rubbing one off in the shower did nothing to abate it.

It’s not like it’s a challenge to get me hard. I get a semi every time I see a hot girl on campus. Sometimes even if they’re not hot. But being close to Twyler all night? Fuck, we passed semi after she licked that shitty beer off her lips and moved onto full-on boner. I haven’t been able to get her off of my mind since–or if I’m being honest–longer than that.

I flop on my back and let my cock breathe, tenting under the sheet.

Sunshine really doesn’t get how cute she is, even with Axel panting on her like a dog. After months of being surrounded by chicks wearing little to nothing, there’s something refreshing about her more modest outfits. That little strip of skin between her shirt and jeans? Wondering how big her tits actually are? Fucking tantalizing.

Axel noticed it for sure.

The instant I realized she was talking to him; something came over me. I muscled my way through the crowd at the bar, not giving a shit who I bumped into on the way. She had that bitchy-amused look on her face as he bent down to speak in her ear, a cocky grin tugging at his mouth.

Nope.

Fuck no.

That’s all I thought as I slung my arm around her shoulder and marked my territory without crossing any of her boundaries. A fucking kiss on the forehead and I’m over here humping the mattress like an animal.

Fumbling under my shorts, I release my cock and give it a long stroke. I hadn’t thought this part through when I made the arrangement. No hook-ups with other girls and no hooking up with the one I’m pretending to date. My dick is going to get real familiar with my right hand. It’ll be like high school all over again.

I shut my eyes and go through the playbook. Puck bunnies, porn, the underwear models that have supplied my spank bank for years. My brain latches onto one familiar scenario, and I pump my dick to the image of Scarlett Johansen dressed like the Black Widow on her knees, her big eyes looking up at me as she begs for my cock. Her lips make a perfect circle—the perfect place to bury myself. Except when I look down again, her fair hair turns dark, the length long and hanging over her shoulders. Then those eyes, dammit. Ice blue.

Yep, my fantasy just slipped right back into what I was trying to avoid.

Twyler Perkins.

I’m too far gone to pull the plug on this so, I lean into the fantasy, guiding my hand up and down my cock with long strokes. Watching the tip as it slides across that puffy bottom lip. My balls pinch and my breath grows heavy—

Bang bang!

“Yo, Cap!” Jefferson calls.

“Yeah?” I muster, shuddering through a tight breath.

“Breakfast in ten.”

“Got it. Be right out.”

The image of Twyler vanishes, replaced by Nadia’s accusatory glare. She’d given me more than a warning last night.

“Twyler’s not like most girls.” There was an underlying tone—hostility if I had to guess.

“Obviously you want to say something to me.” I lifted my chin. “I’m all ears.”

“Twyler is special.”

“Okay.”

“She’s been through a lot with some super shitty men in her life and the good men…well,” she swallowed, “she can’t rely on that either. She doesn’t need games, Reese. She needs kindness and stability and someone willing to help her work through her vulnerabilities and if you’re not here to be that for her, stop whatever the fuck this is before she gets hurt.”

There was a fierceness in Nadia’s eyes that made my balls shrink up a little. Twyler told me that the one thing about Nadia that she could count on was her loyalty. After last night, I don’t doubt it.

“Look,” I said, holding her eye. “You’re right. She’s different and in a good way—a great way. I like her. She’s funny and quirky and…” A fucking great kisser. “She surprises me, and it’s been a long time since I’ve been around a woman that does that.”

Across the bar Twyler had emerged from the back hallway, and I’d quickly looked back across the table. “I’m not going to hurt her, but if I do, you have free rein to kick my ass.”