I don't think I've ever been this horny in my entire life... Maddox's pecs are turning me on so much. I run my thumbs over his hardened nipples, loving how his nostrils flare in response. "It's taking every ounce of self-control not to just plow into you, fuck the ever-loving hell out of you." I
Michelle I wake up wrapped in Maddox's strong arms. His snoring fills the room, and his erection is pressing against my naked butt. Heat spreads between my cheeks at the same time my pussy clenches. Oh boy. My body is ready for round two. I'm hot and bothered, and holy shit—I can't believe I had
"No, but thank you for the offer." He smiles at me, and I try to bat away each one of the butterflies swarming my chest. Maddox has a great smile, even if the grumpy guy hardly ever shows it. There are hints of dimples, and his eyes are so blue I could drown in them. So gorgeous... We stare at ea
Maddox Usually, I can always keep my head cool. During a game that I know, we are losing? No problem. After being tackled by a dude my fellow teammates couldn't take down on the field? No problem. But when Jason and the other guys are talking to Michelle? I'm having trouble whisking eggs in peace
"Yeah, I would like to know that too!" Lionel is beaming at me. "How did you guys meet each and shit? Tell me all the romantic stuff. I will take notes!" I roll my eyes. I swear these loons are making things even harder. I'm close to beating up their asses. I didn't invite Michelle for breakfast
MichelleI'm so confused. What does Maddox want from me? First, he makes me agree to pretend to be his girlfriend, and then he tells his friends that I'm not his type. What is that guy doing? Did he change his mind?Or...Was the sex with me so terrible that he doesn't even want to continue being i
Maddox No matter how hard I try, I can't shake the feeling of uneasiness. It gnaws at me, eating me alive. One part of me knows I messed things up with Michelle, but the other part keeps denying it. What the fuck is wrong with me? Sometimes I wonder if I am not as smart as I think I am. I kept th
Michelle I skipped school this week. The fear of Thomas trying to find me kept me locked in my room, but tonight I'm at a place where that guy isn't invited: the party at the frathouse. I'm standing in a long line with countless pretty women. They are all wearing dresses, high heels, and earrings