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Chapter 30: Parents Incoming
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Dorm Room Desires Chapter 71: Midnight Oaths
WESLEY’S POVThe athletic scholarship review letter arrived in my university email at 6:17 AM, the subject line bold and unforgiving: “Final Athletic Scholarship Performance Evaluation – Urgent Action Required.” I read it three times while Samantha slept peacefully beside me, her naked body curled against my side, one leg draped over mine, her warm breath tickling my chest. The words didn’t soften.“Mr Adams, your current standing has been flagged due to recent off-court conduct reports, missed team meetings, and inconsistent on-court focus. A full review will occur next Friday at 10 AM. All criteria— academic GPA, athletic performance metrics, and personal conduct — will be assessed. Failure to meet standards will result in immediate termination of your scholarship and removal from the team roster.”I closed the laptop quietly and stared at the ceiling, my jaw clenched so tight it ached. Coach had been riding me for weeks, but this was the first official warning. The championship rem
Dorm Room Desires Chapter 70: The Scholarship Sword
WESLEY’S POVThe athletic department email hit my inbox at 6:42 AM like a fast break to the ribs. I read it twice while Samantha slept curled against my side, her naked body warm and soft, one leg thrown over mine. The words didn’t change.“Final scholarship performance review scheduled for next Friday. All athletic scholarship recipients must demonstrate academic eligibility, on-court leadership, and off-court conduct consistent with university standards. Recent reports of personal distractions have been noted. Failure to meet criteria will result in immediate termination of funding.”I closed the laptop and stared at the ceiling. Coach had warned me. The team had lost the last two games partly because my head wasn’t fully in it. Samantha stirred beside me, her curls tickling my chest, her hand resting low on my stomach. Even in sleep she reached for me. That should have been enough. But the sword hanging over my head felt sharper than ever.I slipped out of bed quietly, pulled on sh
Dorm Room Desires Chapter 69: Midnight Study Sessions and Scholarship Shadows
SAMANTHA’S POVThe library’s third-floor reading room was almost empty at 11:45 PM, the only light coming from the green banker’s lamps on the long oak tables. I had claimed the corner desk near the windows, my postcolonial lit notes spread out like a battlefield. My laptop screen glowed with an unfinished 3000-word essay on identity and resistance, the cursor blinking accusingly at me. I had been here since 8 PM, but my mind kept drifting to the text Wesley had sent an hour ago.Wesley: Still at the library? I just finished extra drills. Meet me on the roof access stairs behind the stacks. I need to clear my head. And I need you.I bit my lip, thighs pressing together under the table. Dr. Patel’s warning from yesterday still echoed: “One more observed incident and the board will not hesitate.” But the pull was stronger than the fear. I packed my bag quietly, slipped past the night librarian, and took the back stairs to the roof access door that Wesley had shown me weeks ago, a forgot
Dorm Room Desires Chapter 68: The Scholarship Knife Edge
WESLEY’S POVThe gym lights buzzed overhead like angry hornets as I ran suicide drills for the third time that afternoon. My legs burned, lungs screaming, but Coach stood on the sideline with his arms crossed, whistling between his teeth. “Again, Adams! You’re moving like you’ve got lead in your shoes. Scholarship athletes don’t get to slack because they’re distracted by pussy.”The team snickered. I gritted my teeth and pushed harder, feet pounding the polished floor. Sweat poured down my back, soaking my practice jersey. Every sprint reminded me of the email I’d received that morning from the athletic department: “Final scholarship review in two weeks. Academic performance, on-court leadership, and off-court conduct will all be factored. Recent incidents have raised concerns.”Samantha. The board. The rumours that still lingered like smoke even after Lisa’s expulsion. I had won the rematch MVP, but Coach was still riding me because of the drama. One more slip and my ride out of this
Dorm Room Desires Chapter 67: Nights That Burn
SAMANTHA’S POVThe clock on Wesley’s bedside table read 2:47 AM when I woke up tangled in his sheets, my skin still slick with sweat from the way he had taken me earlier. The flat was dark except for the faint glow of the city lights filtering through the half-drawn curtains. His arm was draped heavily over my waist, his breath warm against the back of my neck. I shifted slightly, feeling the pleasant throb between my legs where he had fucked me so thoroughly I had lost count of how many times I came.He stirred immediately, his hand sliding down my stomach to cup me possessively. “Can’t sleep?” he murmured, voice husky with sleep and lingering desire. His fingers parted my folds, finding me still wet from him. “Or do you just need me again?”I moaned softly as he pushed two fingers inside me, curling them slowly. “Both,” I admitted, pressing back against his hardening cock. “I keep thinking about tomorrow’s advisor meeting. Dr. Patel wants a full report on my ‘personal conduct.’ My p
Dorm Room Desires Chapter 66: The Weight of the Coming Weeks
SAMANTHA’S POVThe days after the final board review stretched into a strange new normal that still felt fragile, like glass that could shatter if we breathed too hard. I woke up most mornings in Wesley’s bed now, the sheets tangled around us, his arm heavy across my waist as if even in sleep he was afraid I might slip away again. The flat smelled like coffee and the faint trace of his soap mixed with the lingering scent of last night’s passion. My body was a map of him; faint bruises on my hips from his grip, love bites hidden under my hoodie, the pleasant ache between my legs that reminded me how many times he had taken me.This morning was no different. I stirred at 7:15 AM, the alarm on my phone vibrating silently on the nightstand. Wesley’s breathing was deep and steady behind me, his chest warm against my back. I tried to slip out quietly, but his arm tightened.“Stay,” he murmured, voice gravelly with sleep. His hand slid down my stomach, fingers dipping between my legs, findin
Dorm Room Desires Chapter 41: Seeds of Doubt
SAMANTHA’S POVI stared at the gossip post for the tenth time. The photo of me smiling at Donald during our walk looked innocent, but the comments made it ugly.“Wesley already moved on?” “Scholarship girl playing both basketball boys.” “Poor Wesley, dumped for the nice guy.”My phone buzzed agai
Dorm Room Desires Chapter 40: Dangerous Comfort
SAMANTHA’S POVI slipped back into the hotel room at 3am, legs trembling, Wesley’s cum still inside me. Mum and Dad were still asleep, but the guilt felt heavier than ever.My phone buzzed on the nightstand.Wesley: You feel so fucking good when you sneak out for me. Come again tomorrow night. I’m
Dorm Room Desires Chapter 39: Torn Between Worlds
SAMANTHA’S POVI slipped back into the hotel room with my legs still shaking from the stairwell. Wesley’s cum was still leaking down my thighs. I could barely look at my parents.Mum narrowed her eyes immediately. “Where were you? Your face is flushed again.”“Bathroom,” I lied, sitting on the edge
Dorm Room Desires Chapter 38: The Morning After
SAMANTHA’S POVThe hotel room was dead silent except for the sound of my parents packing. Mum folded my clothes with sharp, angry movements. Dad stared out the window, refusing to look at me.“You will not see him again,” Mum said for the hundredth time. “Not today. Not tomorrow. We are leaving for
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