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Elena Carson The kiss isn’t soft or gentle.It’s devouring.His mouth claims mine like he’s been starving for it. His tongue pushes past my lips, hot and demanding, tasting me like he owns me. I moan into his mouth, hands fisting his shirt as he angles my head exactly how he wants it. I climb over the console again, this time fully into his lap. My thighs straddle him. I can feel how hard he is through the layer of my jeans. I grind down on him instinctively and he groans into my mouth, one big hand gripping my ass hard enough to bruise.“Fuck, Elena,” he rasps against my lips. I whimper, rolling my hips, chasing the friction. He’s so hard it feels like he could split me open. He bites my bottom lip, then soothes it with his tongue. “You have no idea what I want to do to you. I want to bend you over this seat and fuck you until you can’t walk. Want to fill you up with my cum and watch it leak out of you.”I moan loudly, grinding harder. How can he say things like that with su

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Killian DavenportI pull up to Ravenscroft just after eight in the morning. The sky is still a bit heavy with leftover clouds from last night’s rain. My mood is black. I’ve barely slept. Every time I close my eyes, I recall the scene of Elena on my desk, legs spread, with my fingers buried inside her tight little cunt and her moan vibrating against my palm.I adjust myself in my slacks before stepping out of the car. Get her out of your system, I remind myself. That’s the plan. Elena lives rent free in my head. She’s the distraction I can’t seem to stop thinking about. I’ve been attracted to different women over the course of my life, but this is the only one I can’t seem to control.I know I just need to break the obsession. Get her out of my system and that won’t happen unless I fuck her, on my terms. Then maybe the forbidden pull will disappear. She’ll lose the mystique. I can go back to the UK in eleven months with a clear head. I can’t afford to have anything hold me back

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Elena CarsonI haven’t seen Killian in almost two days.Nora told me he went to Chicago with their father for some emergency company thing. I tried to act normal when she said it, like it didn’t feel like someone punched a hole in my stomach. But it did. Because the last time I saw him, I was grinding on his lap in his car while he told me exactly how he wanted to ruin me.And now he’s gone.His class today was taken by another professor who teaches experimental psychology. The lecture hall was half empty. Half. Which pretty much confirmed that most students only show up because of Killian. The second he’s not there, people treat it like an optional Netflix documentary.In the afternoon, Nora dragged me to the racetrack to watch Nolan race. I hated every second of it. The loud engines, the smell of burnt rubber, and Nolan’s smug face every time he won a lap. But it was a distraction. A very loud, very stupid distraction from thinking about Killian.Nora had said he’d be b

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Elena Carson I actually wake up feeling energetic for the trip. Even though I’m still not sure if Killian is coming, yesterday’s phone call left me strangely refreshed. Like my body finally got some kind of release. I stretch in bed, smiling to myself like an idiot before I remember I have to get ready. Nora drives us to campus where the bus is waiting. We pull up and see students already piling in, dragging their bags and laughing. I drag my heavy box behind me, already regretting packing so much. Professor Langsford spots us and walks over with that same too-wide smile. “Good morning, Elena.” He takes my box from me before I can say anything and loads it into the storage compartment under the bus. He does the same for Nora’s. When he pats my back a little too long, I feel a weird chill run down my spine. I step away quickly and climb into the bus with Nora. Two other professors are already on board, one is driving. No sign of Killian. He’s really not coming? I head st

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Killian Davenport My flight landed around 11pm last night. I drove straight home, grabbed the few things I needed, and headed to the campsite address Langsford sent. For once, I’m almost thankful to that annoying fuck. I couldn’t wait one second longer to see her. I tell myself it’s just my cock talking. Just the forbidden fruit calling. Nothing more. Once I bury myself inside Elena and fuck this obsession out of my system, I’ll be free again and in control. I arrive at the campsite just after 1am. Everyone is already asleep. Langsford is still patrolling like he owns the place. He shows me to my assigned cabin, one single bed, a chair, a wide wooden table, and a basic wardrobe. This morning, I wait. I’m carrying firewood when Elena finally steps out of her tent in a hoodie and baggy sweatpants. Her hair is a wild mess from sleep. She stretches, arms high above her head, yawning like she doesn’t realize how fucking tempting she looks. Her eyes widen the second they land on

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Elena Carson I’m not sure why one scolding from Killian has me brooding for the rest of the day. I was spacing out, true. But it was because of him. I can’t get him out of my head, especially the way he looked at me this morning. So technically, it’s his fault I wasn’t paying attention. He should be the one getting reprimanded, not me. As we all start heading back to our cabins after the activities, I see Nora slip into Killian’s cabin. She’s probably mad at him for separating her from Nolan earlier. I don’t blame her. I’d be mad too if someone cockblocked me like that. I walk into my own cabin, still replaying the look Killian gave me when he corrected me in front of everyone. My cheeks heat up again. I take a quick shower, change into a fresh hoodie and jeans, and pull my hair into a messy bun. When I step out of the cabin, I almost walk straight into Professor Langsford. He’s just… standing there. Right at my door. I jump back with a small gasp. “Professor Langsford

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Killian Davenport Elena doesn’t show up to dinner. She doesn’t show up to the campfire lecture either. I sit there, arms crossed, listening to one of the other professors drone on about human psychology and nature, but my mind is elsewhere. Could she be mad that I scolded her earlier today? Still, Elena isn’t the type to act out like this. She’s responsible. Halfway through the lecture, I lean toward Nora. “Go check on her in the cabin.” Nora nods and slips away. The lecture continues, but I’m barely listening. My jaw is tight. My fingers drum against my arm. The thought of her avoiding me because of one correction burns like acid in my gut. I don’t like it. I don’t like not knowing where she is. Nora returns a few minutes later, with her face pale. She walks straight to me and leans in close. “Elena is missing.” My protective instincts snap into place instantly. I signal one of the other professors to continue the lecture, then stand. Nora follows me as we head

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Elena Carson I can’t believe Killian exempted me from the part of the camp activities I was actually looking forward to. It’s just a sprained ankle. Why is he acting like I’m about to die? I loved that he came to save me last night. I was relieved and it actually felt like a scene out of a movie. I just didn’t think it was going to have a downside. Worse, I’ve been sitting in this cabin since daybreak, listening to everyone having fun outside while I’m stuck in here “healing.” Nora drops by every now and then and she still feels guilty. She didn’t want to join the activities. She wanted to sit in here with me and miss out on everything as an apology, but I told her it was fine. One of us should enjoy it. Although… it isn’t fine. I toss and turn on the small bed and sit up again. This is boring. Is Killian punishing me for being careless? Why am I only allowed to experience the trip through the window? I limp over to the window and peek out. From afar, I can see them. Some o

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Killian Davenport My jaw tightens. I grab her chin firmly, and pull her closer. “Who else saw you like this?” Her voice shakes. “No one.” “Good.” I release her chin. “Because only I get to see you like this.” I push my chair back. “Come here.” She slides off the desk and straddles my lap without hesitation. The second her core presses against my hard cock through my pants, she melts into me with a soft, needy sound. I grab her ass with both hands and squeeze hard, then spank one cheek. She gasps, the sting making her grind down on me harder. “You really like teasing me, huh?” I growl, one hand sliding up to cup her tit through the thin shirt. I circle her nipple with my thumb, feeling it harden instantly. “Walking around like this. Tits out. Looking like you’re begging to get fucked.” She moans, hips rolling against my cock. I squeeze her breast harder, pinching her nipple. “Such a dirty little tease,” I rasp against her ear. “You want my cock so bad you snuck in he

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Elena Carson The rest of the day passes in a blur.I keep thinking about how I made Killian cum. How he called me a good girl while I was on my knees for him. The memory makes me feel proud and squirmy at the same time. My body gets hot every time I replay it in my head. I’m happy for the rest of the day, smiling for no reason, and Nora keeps giving me weird looks.At dinner, I sit by the campfire with everyone, laughing a little too loud at things that aren’t even that funny. Nora leans over and whispers, “Why are you so chirpy?”I just shrug and take another bite of my food, cheeks warm.Because of the heavy rain and wind, everyone ends up sleeping in the cabins instead of the tents. The rain pours all night, loud and angry against the roof. By morning, it still hasn’t eased off. Each cabin has to make breakfast inside. Today was supposed to be the fun last day of camp, but the rain is ruining everything.Around 3pm, there’s a knock on our cabin door.A few girls and boys are s

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