The Endgame Is You

CAMERON“THIS IS THE LIFE,” ASHER SAID AS HE LAID BACK ON THE LOUNGER, FOLDING HIS ARMS BEHIND HIS head.He wasn’t wrong.His family’s place in the Hamptons was something else. We’d been out here before, him, Jason, and me, but this time was different. Better. This time we had our girls with us, and it was our final summer together before we went off to college. Hailee and I were heading to Michigan next week to get settled before classes started. Then Jason and Felicity would be moving to UPenn in a couple of weeks, with Asher and Mya across the river at Temple University.It was the end of an era. No more Raiders, no more high school, but a new adventure.I flicked my eyes to Jason who was sat in a chair, elbows propped on his thighs, chin resting on his fists. “They’ll be okay, you know.” I chuckled, sliding my gaze to where the girls were currently dipping their toes at the water’s edge.“It’s not them I’m worried about,” he grunted. “It’s them.” Jason tipped his head to where a g

“It’s okay,” I said, forcing a weak smile. “Nine hours is nothing. We can still see each other at the weekend and at holidays.”“Damn right we can.” Asher tipped his beer at us. “Nothing, not college, distance or time, is going to ruin this.”His words settled over the six of us, turning the air thick with anticipation.College was a big step. Things would change. We would change.But was Asher right?Were the bonds between us strong enough to survive?PART ISophomore YearJASON“OKAY, GATHER ROUND,” COACH FAULKNER CALLED US IN, AND WE FELL INTO POSITION AROUND HIM. Shoulder to shoulder, teammate to teammate. The anticipation of a new season was thick in the air. Last season, as a freshman, I’d been so close to tasting victory, but in the end it had been Cornell who took the title.It had been a bitter pill to swallow. I wanted to be the best, to win, to prove myself.But this year… this year it was ours. We were thirsty for it: training harder, pushing harder. I might have only been

“I can feel you, Felicity, feel you squeezing my dick.” He whispered the dirty words against my ear as I unraveled. “Come for me, babe. Come all around my…” I shattered around him, crying out his name, over and over.Jason flattened himself against me, slamming into me with renewed vigor as I rode the lingering waves of pleasure.His body locked up tight, his jaw tense with concentration as he jerked inside me.We lay there, silent and sated and I’d never felt happier. We’d had an amazing freshman year together, and now we had three years of living as a couple, in a cute little off-campus apartment a few minutes’ walk away from Penn.But no matter how happy I was, how madly in love with Jason I was, there was always a little voice of doubt in the back of my mind.Jason was already Quaker royalty. In one season he had won the hearts of his teammates, coaches, and fans. And now he was captain. He would soon be thrust into the public eye more than ever.No matter how hard I wanted to bel

My jaw clenched as I pictured that fucker’s face. I didn’t know him from Adam, but I already didn’t like him. He’d be spending time with Felicity. My woman, the other half of my fucking soul.Possessive asshole or not, I was not okay with some guy spending quality time alone with my girl. “It’s just tutoring.” He snorted. “You don’t have anything to worry about.” “Don’t I?” My brow rose.Felicity was gorgeous. All seductive curves and wild spirit. I saw guys around campus watching her, wishing they could have a taste. They soon backed the fuck off when they saw me, but still.“Seriously, bro, Fee wouldn’t look twice at another guy. She doesn’t get all crazy possessive when we hang out with the cheer squad.”Oh, she did. I just didn’t advertise the fact. Freshman year, Felicity had almost attacked a girl for trying to get my number at a party. Instead, I’d dragged her to the nearest bedroom and fucked the anger right out of her.Our love was like wildfire. It burned constantly. Throw w

“Half the girls here want him.”My lips pressed into a thin line, but Jordan only laughed.“He loves you; everyone can see that. You have nothing to worry about.”I liked Jordan. She was one of my few girlfriends here. It wasn’t that I’d purposefully avoided making friends during freshman year, just it was hard when your boyfriend was the new football star. Girls either looked at me as the competition or they were brazened enough to try to use me as a steppingstone to get to Jason and his friends. I’d quickly given up trying to form genuine friendships. I had Jordan and Mya, and I spoke to Hailee all the time despite the nine-hour distance between us.“It’s just... a lot,” I whispered the confession, hating myself for even saying the words.Jason gave me no reason to worry. He was unwavering in his love for me. But as I watched the team celebrate; watched the cheer squad lick their lips and bat their eyelashes in his direction; listened to thousands of people chant his name; I couldn’