Se connecter/LUKE/Two weeks had passed since that night on the coffee table, and my life had completely flipped upside down. Chase and I had been having sex nearly every single day. Whenever his apartment was empty, or whenever the urge hit him, he would call me over, and I would willingly let him wreck my body. I felt extremely accomplished knowing that I was keeping the campus celebrity entirely to myself.It was late afternoon, and the last lecturer for the day had just walked out of the class."Hey, what is his deal lately?" Andrew asked, squinting at me before turning to look at Skylar. “He's practically glowing, not to mention that he's smiling at nothing. It's creeping me out."Skylar briefly raised her head, glancing at me and then at Andrew before she went back to packing her bags. “What are you? An idiot?” She raised her brow, clearly irritated right now.“Ha? What did I do now?” Andrew glared at her. “And why are you calling me an idiot for asking a simple question? If you don't know,
/LUKE/I forced my lower body to go completely soft, taking a long, shaky breath as I sank back against Chase’s pelvis. Feeling my muscles slowly yield to his girth, Chase didn't give me another second to adjust. The moment he sensed I was loosening up, he shoved everything in."Ah! Chase! Fuck!" I screamed into the living room.My forehead slammed against the wooden coffee table as his entire nine-inch cock buried itself inside me to the root. The stretching fullness was overwhelming and I was barely hanging on. My eyes rolled back, and my vision went completely white for a second. It felt like he was touching my ribs from the inside.My tight walls went into violent spasms around his rigid shaft, locking him in a tight, wet grip that had him throwing his head back and groaning in pure agony."Fuck, Luke, you're... you're a literal vice," Chase panted. Before the initial sting could even fade, Chase pulled all the way out to the head and rammed right back inside.“W-wait,” I gasped a
/LUKE/Stuck on my hands and knees on top of the wooden coffee table, my heart was hammering against my ribs. This was the first time I'd done something this crazy and now that what I've been waiting for was finally happening, it was hard to not feel a bit anxious.I reached back with both hands, gripping my own cheeks and pulling them wide apart, presenting my twitching hole to the 6'4 basketball jock standing right behind me."Make a mess out of me," I begged. I wondered if he'd slide it in right now. It didn't matter, right? I mean, I was already wet down there so it shouldn't be hard to take him in."Look at you," Chase chuckled darkly, his deep voice vibrating right through my skin. He leaned down, placing one hand on the small of my back, pinning me firmly against the wood. "Spreading yourself like a total slut on my coffee table. And you still want to tell me you're not gay?""Just fuck me, Chase," I whined, arching my back even deeper, pushing my ass right against his thighs.
/LUKE/Kneeling naked on the hardwood floor between Chase’s spread legs felt completely surreal, but ecstatic. I hadn't expected him to agree to this easily.“Luke, get it together. You need to put your all,” I shook my head as I reminded myself that I only had one shot to get this right. I for one didn't want this to end with one night and if I wanted him to keep coming back, I needed to get him addicted and hooked completely.Chase looked down at me with an amused expression as he waited for me to do as I wanted. If I fucked this up and things had to go back to the way they were, I'd rather die. We'd already crossed all the lines, so the bridge was basically burned.I reached out, unbuckled his trouser and unzipped it. I pulled down his underwear enough to set his junk free. He was already semi hard, though I doubt it was as a result of me.“This feels weird. Having a guy suck on dick,” he commented as he watched me. I stared down at the size of his dick, his balls staring right ba
/LUKE/“Luke, maybe you need to go to bed,” Chase suggested as he scratched his head. “If you—”“Sleep with me,” I cut him off with my absurd request.The kitchen went dead silent. The whiskey was already doing its job, making my blood run hot and my head buzz. I didn’t back down. I kept my eyes locked on Chase, waiting for him to laugh in my face or punch me for crossing the line.Chase just stood there, completely frozen. His hand was still resting on the whiskey bottle, and his jaw was slightly slack. He blinked once, twice, staring down at me like he was trying to process if the words that just came out of my mouth were real."What did you just say?" Chase asked, his voice losing all of its usual playful tone."You heard me," I said, my heart hammering violently against my ribs. The alcohol was fueling every bit of my brazenness. "I said forget about the girls and fuck me tonight instead. I can do a hell of a lot better than them."Chase let out a low, breathy sound that was half
/LUKE/The campus bar was completely packed and rowdy. Chase’s basketball team had just won a major game, and the energy in the room was through the roof. Music blasted from the speakers, and groups of students were shouting over each other, downing shots of cheap liquor.I was sitting at a corner booth with Skylar and Andrew. We weren't part of the athletic crowd, but Chase had invited us along to celebrate. Well, technically he invited me, and I dragged Skylar and Andrew with me so I wouldn't have to sit alone while Chase did his usual campus celebrity routine.Right now, Chase was standing near the bar with three of his teammates. He was in his element, throwing his arm around people, laughing loudly, and completely soaking in the attention. A group of popular girls from school were crowded around him, giggling at whatever he was saying. One of them, a pretty cheerleader, kept touching his chest and leaning into his space.Watching him flirt made me want to throw a glass at him fro
JERIELThe sun was already starting to set, a clear sign that I had overstayed my welcome at the chemistry lab.I was supposed to have left an hour ago, but the inventory for the upcoming midterms wasn't going to count itself. I was deep in the supply closet, ticking off bottles of hydrochloric aci
VALERICA'S POVThe heavy oak doors of my chambers clicked shut and I watched as Elara paced about wondering if she was making the right decision."You are safe here, Elara," I said, my voice low and grounding. "The walls are thick, and the guards at this wing are paid with my coin, not the King’s."
VALERICA The Festival of Midnight was in full swing, a riot of drunken laughter, clashing cymbals, and the suffocating scent of roasted meats and expensive wine. The King was at the center of it all, his face a deep, unsightly purple as he bellowed a ribald song, his arm draped over the shoulder o
VALERICA The three weeks that followed were a study in how easily a human spirit can be bent. Elara had successfully navigated her way into the King’s chambers—a feat she seemed to view as a triumph of her own merit. I, however, knew better. I had been the one whispering advice on which wines to s







