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I’m an Emerson. My future has been written for me since the day I was born. I will run Emerson Industries. That is what my duty as an heir is. Except, it’s not what I want. At least when my mother was still here, I had a better chance at pursuing my dream, nothis. She always wanted me to be my own person, have my own dreams. But she abandoned me. She left me in his custody. Now I don’t have that support anymore. I only have the Emerson way.
She left me. I wasn’t worth protecting.The NFL is my only shot at a different life. A life not controlled by my father.
Therefore, I need to be at the top of my game. Get into college, land a spot as their top quarterback, and get drafted into the NFL. That’s my plan out of it all. So, all these early mornings, these conditioning exercises I put myself through, they’re my ticket out.
I throw my comforter off me and kick my legs over the side of my bed. The light from the sunrise is peaking through my blinds. I get up, make my bed, and saunter into my bathroom to shower and clean up. Yeah, I know, before I go get all sweaty, I take a shower. I just do. After rinsing off and brushing my teeth, I head to my walk-in closet to get changed.
The kings and I have the penthouse of dorm rooms here at Darkwood. At the top of the Dark Pine Towers, our massive dorm sits.
Our families founded this city and this school. They still contribute donations to Darkwood and even sit on the board. We are engrained in this school and the history. That’s what makes us kings. By birth and by legacy. Our fathers were legacy, our grandfathers were too, and one day when we have our own kids, they will walk the halls of this school as well. It’s expected. The expectation I’m hoping to change.
We live in luxury here. And with all the money funneled into this place, we damn well should. My room’s huge; I have a private en suite, as all the rooms in the penthouse do. My walls are a dark grey, while my furniture is black and minimalistic. The tile floor is cold beneath my feet as I walk back to my bed. I don’t spend much time in here, except to sleep and change. We hang out in the game room down the hall more than anywhere else.
I throw on some shorts and a shirt and grab my phone and headphones. I need to head over to the weight room to get in my lifts for the day. We have a free day today, but I can’t let myself get complacent. I need to keep my regimen, keep my workouts going.
Once outside, I take a moment to let the cool air blow against me and take in the blue sky and bright sun rising in the east. The campus is so still at this time of day. Even with move-in for the seniors starting soon, it’s quiet. It’s nice to be up early before the chaos. I can think without all the noise. For a few minutes, I can get that quiet, that peace I need.
I look up and close my eyes, letting the coolness hit my face. I take a deep breath and let it out slowly.
It’s only a moment of peace.
I throw my headphones on and crank up Breaking Benjamin. The weight room is across campus, so I take the opportunity to use that as an excuse to get my cardio in and run the whole way there.While I speed down pathways and sidewalks, my mind goes through my daily routine, my future, my mother.
I let out a sigh as I think about her. There are days I can’t even stand to think about her. Today isn’t one of them.
Was there something I could’ve done? Was it something my father did? What made her disappear? Run away from me? Why didn’t she take me with her?
Listen to me; I’ve got mommy issues. I chuckle as I shake off the thoughts running around my head.
By the time I finish my session and grab a nice ice bath in the locker room to soothe my aching muscles, I realize it’s now nine in the morning. My body is sore, and my stomach is growling. I was so in my own head that I forgot to bring a protein bar with me to at least hold back some of the hunger. As I run back towards the dorm, I notice the droves of students starting to gather everywhere, some with boxes and bags, some with suitcases.
It’s official. Move-in day has commenced.
But then my eyes catch her. A redhead walking towards the Forthright Building. Quickly, I take cover behind a tree as I watch her. Goddamn, she is fucking beautiful. Sexy as fuck. Her long red hair hits the middle of her back, and her curves are fucking perfect. The way she sways her hips as she walks and the way her tits bounce, fuck. Her ass in her ripped jeans make me want to bite into it.
What I wouldn’t give to slide my cock into her pussy.Fuck. I’m a creeper with a hard-on behind a goddamn tree.
I pull up my phone and locate the information I have on the new student, sent from my father. Phoenix Hayes. I pull up her picture and sure as shit, it’s her. I push down my will to want to grab her and fuck her and just watch her. She walks with a confidence of not giving a fuck, but she falters for a moment. A false sense of confidence. She reaches the door and looks around.
That’s right my little bird, I’m watching you.
She shakes her head and then heads inside. I take a deep breath and step away from the tree, running back towards the dorm. Once I get there, I push past the herd of new students to the only elevator made for us and head back up to my room.
Yes, the kings have their own elevator. We are a legacy. Privileged.
When I enter my en suite, I quickly turn the shower on and wait for the water to heat up. Once in I get under the water, I let it it cascade down my sore body.
I press my hands up against the tiles and close my eyes. The image of Phoenix pops into my head. Her curvy little body, her long hair I want to wrap around my fist as I fuck her beautiful ass from behind. Fuck. I reach down and slowly start stroking my cock, which is as hard as steel at the thought of her.
I start to move my fist up and down it as I imagine her riding me, her tits bouncing in my face. How warm her pussy feels, how tight. I squeeze my dick slightly, which makes me groan. Thinking about her on all fours as I slam into her, her perfect pert ass in the air as I leave my handprint on them.
I start to feel the tingle in the base of my spine, and then instantly I’m pushed over the cliff. I come hard, grunting as I spill all over the tile. I rest my head against the shower wall, breathing hard. I’m not nearly as satisfied as I need to be. But it took the edge off for now.
There’s plenty of pussy currently moving in that have been salivating all summer for a chance to fuck me. Pick of the pussy litter. It’s good being a king.
Once I’m fully dressed, I head out to the kitchen to get some water and finally find something to eat. As I stroll up, Colton’s leaning against the counter on the island.
Colton Langford comes from old money. His family’s a big player in the security technology industry, and he’s expected to take over the company after he graduates from college. It’s the last thing he actually wants to do.