“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 believe in the fairytale, the truth was he would always be in the spotlight, and I would always be the girl at his side in the shadows.
But it was something I was just going to have to learn to live with, because giving this up—giving him up—wasn’t an option for me.
Ever.
VETERINARY MEDICINE WAS BOTH MY DREAM AND NIGHTMARE. I LOVED ANIMALS. I LOVED THEM WITH every fiber of my being. There was something about being surrounded by crates of four-legged friends that brought me peace, and it had been at A Brand New Tail in Rixon that my dream to become a vet had been born. However, the truth was, I was barely staying afloat. The course was naturally sciencebased but I’d underestimated just how hard it would be to stay on top of multiple classes. This semester alone, I was studying general pathology, parasitology, and microbiology.
If I wanted to stay on track, I needed help.
Which is why I’d signed up for the tutor program.
Butterflies zipped around my stomach as I headed for the Hill Pavilion. I was meeting Darcy for coffee nearby and to discuss a schedule. All tutors were fourth year or post-grad students, and I was hoping she could help me keep my head above water this year.
But when I reached the coffee shop, I saw no sign of her. I checked my watch. I was almost five minutes late. Glancing around the place again, I decided to wait by the noticeboard. It was chock full of advertisements for roommates, social clubs, and local bars hosting live music nights.
Someone tapped my shoulder and I spun around. “Can I help you?” I frowned at the guy. “Felicity Giles by any chance?”
“Um, yeah.”
“I’m Darcy, your tutor.” The guy smiled and my eyes widened.
“You’re Darcy? But I thought...” I stopped myself. How rude and presumptuous I’d been. His smile grew timid. “You thought I was a girl?” “Sorry.” My cheeks pinked.
Darcy shrugged. “I'm used to it. Unfortunately for me, my mom had a strange affinity for Jane
Austen in her younger years.” He held out his hand. “It’s nice to meet you.”
“That’s... I really don’t know what to say.” My awkward laugh echoed around the high ceilings.
“Shall we?” He motioned to one of the tables. “I already got myself a coffee. What would you like?”
“Oh no, you don’t have to do that. I’ll just—”
“Felicity, relax. I can afford to buy coffee for a pretty girl.” His eyes twinkled.
“I have a boyfriend,” I blurted out. God, this was beyond awkward. I bet he thought I’d lost my mind.
“Good thing I’m only here to tutor you then. What’s your poison of choice?”
“Latte, please,” I conceded. “Cream and sugar.”
He gave me a reassuring nod before heading for the line while I got comfortable at the table. My phone pinged and I dug it out of my bag.
QB#1: Hope tutoring goes well.
Me: Just arrived. Shouldn’t you be practicing, Captain?
I smiled.
QB#1: You can tell Darcy from me that she'd better take care of my girl.
The knot in my stomach tightened. Jason thought Darcy was a girl, just like I had when I pulled one of her—his—tickets off the advert pinned to one of the course noticeboards.
Crap.
He wasn’t going to like this. It wasn’t about not trusting me. Jason had a problem trusting anyone with a dick around me. But it worked both ways. If I knew Jase was getting tutoring from a girl, that he was spending a lot of time with someone who wasn’t me, I’d be jealous too.
It was just the way we loved each other. Deeply. Obsessively. Completely.
Darcy chose that exact moment to return, placing my latte down in front of me. “I didn’t know if you’d eaten or not, so I grabbed two blueberry muffins.”
“I already had breakfast, but thank you.”
“Hey, more for me, right?” His smile was easy, his eyes warm. Darcy didn’t give off creeper vibes. He was nice, friendly, even if a little forward.
“So, Penn Vet, how’s that going for you?”
“I want to say it’s a breeze, but then I wouldn’t be sitting here.”
“Yeah, freshman year can be a shock to the system, but it gets easier, I promise.”
“Why do I feel like you’re sugarcoating the truth?” Our laughter swirled around us. “Thanks, for the latte.” I brought the glass to my lips, reveling in the bittersweet smell of cream and coffee beans.
“Anytime. So why don’t you tell me what you struggled with last year and we can look at your classes for this semester and figure out a plan of action.”
“Sounds good.” Some of the tension left me. Darcy was my tutor. This was strictly a business relationship. Jason couldn’t get pissed about that. Besides, he knew I was his.I felt a lick of determination skitter up my spine. I needed this if I was going to be able to survive sophomore year. I needed help.And Darcy Bannerman came highly recommended.After almost two hours, and a rigorous plan, Darcy and I packed away our things and left the coffee shop. “So I’ll see you Wednesday?” he said, waiting for me to move ahead of him. “Sounds good,” I said, ducking around him and stumbling straight into— “Jason?”“Hey,” he shot me a smile that made my knees weak. “How was tutoring?” His arms went around me, as he dipped his head to kiss me.“It was good. I... uh... this is Darcy, my tutor.” I wriggled free of his grasp to step aside and introduce them.The second Jason’s eyes landed on Darcy his expression darkened. “You’re the tutor?” “Darcy Bannerman.” He held out his hand. “You must be the
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
“Didn’t think so.” Jason kissed the end of my nose. “Hey, Hugh, get my girl a drink,” he called over to the bartender.“Sure thing. Your regular, Fee?”I nodded. “So, what have you guys been talking about in my absence?”“Oh, you know, trying to deflate this one’s head since he got promoted to captain.” Asher pinched Jase’s cheek, and he batted him away. “How does it feel to wear the crown?” “Asher,” Mya sighed.“He knows I’m proud. I’m like the proud brother he never had. But that shit’s got to weigh a ton.”“I was born ready,” Jason said, but I saw the tightness in his eyes. He was having doubts about his ability to lead.We all knew he had nothing to worry about though because he was born ready.“That’s the spirit, bro.” Asher clapped him on the shoulder. “Now Fee is here, we should toast.” “We don’t need to—”“To Jason,” he thrust his beer in the air, “may your leadership be firm and your game strong.Congratulations, man.”JASONI tried to heed Asher and Gio’s words. Every day we
“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’
Me: Go do your thing. I can’t wait until tonight xoWednesday night was always date night. We didn’t always go out, but we always cleared our schedules for each other. Sometimes we went across the river to hang out with Asher and Mya, sometimes we caught a movie downtown, or sometimes we stayed in and just enjoyed a slice of quiet in our crazy lives.QB#1: Tonight? Shit, I told the guys we’d get together to watch the tapes from the game last week.My stomach sank. He’d forgotten about date night.Me: Oh, okay. Well, I could always use some extra hours studying. We can take a raincheck.QB#1: I’ll make it up to you, I promise.Me: I know xoI did. Jason would strive to lavish me with a romantic meal at our favorite restaurant or a seductive night in, worshipping every inch of my body until I’d forgotten all about his indiscretion.Except, the further into football season we got, the less time we spent together, and the more my heart ached.“Whoa, who died?” Darcy chuckled as he greeted
Between classes, the team, and her work at the shelter, we’d barely seen each other. I wanted nothing more than to take my sweet time exploring her body before I sank deep inside her.“Hot date?” Griffin smirked and I flipped him off.“Actually, I missed date night.” Guilt snaked through me. But I could make it up to her. I couldn’t, however, make it up to the game Friday night if we weren’t ready.“Oh shit, you’re gonna be in the doghouse, man.”“Nah, Felicity understands.” But as I said the words, my stomach knotted. I was asking a lot of her. We both knew the level of dedication and discipline playing college ball would require, but even I’d underestimated just how intensive it would be. Playing for the team didn’t only mean practice and games. It meant bonding with the guys, being a brotherhood... a family. You couldn’t just shirk your way out of that. Especially not when you were the captain.“I’ll catch you later,” I said to the guys as we filed out of the building. It was alrea
JASONWE WERE LEADING THE IVY LEAGUE FOUR TO NONE, WITH THREE GAMES LEFT TO PLAY. THE PRESSURE was on after what could only be described as a flawless season. Probably my best football season to date. My passing yards total was already a season best and I was currently tied second with a kid out of Cornell on the Division I FCS season passing yards leaderboard.I was heading for the single most perfect season of my life... and yet, my personal life was a fucking mess.Letting out a frustrated breath, I pushed open the door to the hotel bar and found Asher and Cameron sitting in wait.“Hey, it’s good to see you.” Cam got up first, pulling me into a guy hug. Seeing my friends was like coming home. I loved my team at Penn: the guys, the coaches, the fans; but it wasn’t Rixon.“Sorry I’m late.”“Don’t sweat it, we know the drill.” They did. They’d seen me captain the Rixon Raiders, witnessed how deep I became when handed such a responsibility. I didn’t just carry my own thirst for the win
FELICITYA weekend with Hailee and Mya had been just what I’d needed. We’d spent an entire day and night being pampered and primped, finishing off the day with cocktails in the tropical al fresco style bar. This morning we’d enjoyed a champagne breakfast and then gone our separate ways. Mya and I had flown back to Philadelphia together.“Oh my god,” she murmured as we came through arrivals to find Asher holding a huge 'welcome home' sign. “He did not.”“Oh, he did.” Laughter spilled from my lips. I scanned the arrival lounge for Jason, my heart sinking when I didn’t spot him.“My two favorites.” Asher approached us.Mya grabbed his face and squished her nose against his. “It’s a good thing I love you.”“What, you didn’t like my sign? It took all morning to paint.”“You have completely lost your mind.”“Fee, baby,” he kissed Mya before stepping around her, “get over here.”“Hey, Ash.” I gave him a hug. “Have you seen Jason?”“Actually, he asked me if I minded giving you a ride.”“He di