LOGINThe night settled softly, like it wasn’t ready to make demands.Lola sat cross legged on the bed, laptop open but untouched, the glow of the screen reflecting thoughts she wasn’t ready to face. Outside, laughter drifted up from the quad college life in motion, unaware of the quiet gravity in her roo
Morning didn’t rush them.Sunlight slipped in gently, catching dust in the air and painting the room in soft gold. Lola woke with a strange, unfamiliar feeling peace. The kind that didn’t disappear the moment she opened her eyes.She was still in the middle.Jake lay on his back to her left, arm ben
The lights were off, but no one was asleep.Lola lay on her side, facing the wall, listening to the soft rhythm of breathing behind her. The room felt different in the dark smaller, warmer, more honest. There was no tension pressing down anymore, no threat humming under the surface.Just awareness.
Night arrived quietly.Not like before no alarms in Lola’s chest, no edge in the air. Just the soft hum of the dorm settling down, doors closing, laughter fading into low conversations and music drifting through walls.Lola stood at the window, arms folded loosely, watching the lights outside blink
The afternoon stretched out in a way that felt unfamiliar.Not tense.Not hurried.Just… open.Lola walked across campus with Jake and Damon flanking her not guarding, not hovering, simply there. The whispers still existed, but they were background noise now, like traffic she no longer needed to loo
Morning light slipped through the blinds in thin, pale lines.Lola woke slowly, awareness returning in layers. Warmth first. Then weight. Then the quiet certainty that she wasn’t alone.Jake was half-reclined against the headboard, one arm relaxed behind her shoulders, his breathing slow and even. D
The morning light cut sharp and unforgiving through the blinds, illuminating the wreckage of the night before. Clothes were scattered like casualties across the dorm floor. The sheets clung damp and twisted around their tangled bodies. The air still smelled of sex heady, raw, and unmistakable. Lola
Ryan thrust faster, his body slamming against hers with brutal precision. His jaw locked as his hand slid lower, between her thighs, stroking the most sensitive part of her until she screamed his name. “Fuck, listen to her,” Jake groaned, his thrusts turning sharp, urgent. “She’s coming again… she’
Lola gasped, realization slamming into her. Two men. At once. Her nails dug into the sheets, her body trembling on the edge of something raw and dangerous. “Relax, baby,” Jake whispered in her ear, his hand sliding to hold her throat, firm but careful. “We’ve got you.” Ryan thrust forward, slow
The room smelled of sweat, lust, and danger. Lola barely had time to catch her breath before Ryan shoved Jake back with a snarl. “You think you can just put your hands on her and walk away?” Jake only grinned, peeling his shirt off in one lazy motion. His chest was all hard lines and shadows, and







