The Campus Belle's Secret Fantasies

My name was Sophie Larkson. In my family, I was the goody-two-shoes my parents adored. At college, I was the innocent and pure campus belle.

Nobody knew that in secret, I loved watching videos that made my cheeks flush and my heart race. Whenever I purchased pleasure devices online, I couldn't help but swallow hard and imagine how good it would feel using them.

Around guys, I would always find myself getting wet and horny.

I had always hidden myself well. Being a model student, I helped my neighbor's son with his studies over the summer break. Little did Mrs. Parker know, her younger son was a voyeur.

"Don't worry, Mrs. Parker. I'll help Leo study—"

Before I could finish my words, a young man, drenched through his black shirt, appeared at the door, holding a basketball. "Hey, Mom."

When he saw me, he paused slightly, and a faint, mischievous smile curled his lips. "And you're here, too, Sophie."

As everyone knew, Leo Parker was a cheeky bastard. It had only been two weeks since I last saw him, yet he seemed taller. His sleeveless top offered a glimpse of his lean abs, and a few strands of his hair were visible just above his sagging pants.

I found myself swallowing hard.

Allegedly, the more body hair a person had, the stronger their vitality. That was what I had heard from the videos I watched online.

With that, I couldn't help but steal a few glances at Leo. He was drinking water and licking his lips, the tip of his red tongue too striking to ignore.

What a sight.

I began recalling all the times throughout the years when he would peep at me through the window while I was pleasuring myself with toys.

I always had my me-time after shower—deliberately—and the feeling of being watched was simply otherworldly.

Heat pooled between my thighs. I quickly averted my gaze. Still, from the corner of my eye, I glimpsed his manhood. It looked huge. What did he eat growing up?

"Go on. You two can start the study session in Leo's room," Mrs. Parker said.

"Oh, sure."

Leo laughed. He came over and grabbed the back of my collar, as if he were grabbing a kitten.

In his room, he habitually retrieved all his assignments for this semester. His name was written on all the books. Then, he looked at me, his smile sly. "Finish all my assignments. You hear that?"

His hand brushed the back of mine, sending a tingling sensation throughout my body. The weather was hot, so I wasn't wearing a bra. Before I knew it, my delicate buds stood, goosebumps running all over my skin.

I pretended to be cool and stood up to leave. "We're not kids anymore, Leo. I'm not helping you write your assignments anymore."

"Say that again?"

Leo locked the door from the inside, sealing us both within his territory. "You've grown bold, huh?"

He stared at me. A wave of masculine presence hit me the moment he got close.

I could even make out the lingering heat at his temples from his recent workout, a bead of sweat sliding down his jawline and tracing the curve of his throat…

My eyes widened slightly, darting away in disarray.

Why did Leo's Adam's apple look so prominent? I heard that men with such a prominent Adam's apple usually had a bigger…

My thoughts ran wild. Amid that, Leo suddenly grabbed my chin. "Why are you so quiet? I vividly remember you screaming my name while you were playing with that stupid toy."

I jumped and reflexively countered, "How did you know?"

"Well, I thought you'd known all these years that I'd been watching you. And you sure enjoyed it, too, because you were always naked…"

He licked his lips slowly, looking at my tender peaks with an unreadable intent. Then, he rudely pinched them. "Look how hard they are. It's not too much to assume that you're also wet down there, right?"

I quickly covered my core, but he followed suit and clamped his hand over mine, smirking. "You didn't hold back while you were playing with yourself. What are you pretending for now? Is it my mom? You don't want her to find out?"

My heart pounded wildly. I almost forgot that Mrs. Parker was home, too.

Just then, someone knocked on the door. A deep, steady voice followed after, drilling into my chest. "Hey, Sophie, Leo. I'm coming in."

Oh, no. That was Max Parker, Leo's older brother.