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041

Killian Davenport The rain keeps us indoors most of the day. It’s the last day of camping, but we’ve been cooped up like prisoners. I’ve kept myself busy with work, answering emails from Ronald and going through company files, but my mind keeps drifting back to yesterday.My beautiful temptress on her knees in front of me, and the way she looked up at me with those wide, eager eyes while I fucked her mouth.And as if my mind is a fucking magnet for trouble, there’s a knock on my cabin door.It’s Professor Langsford.I open the door, already irritated. “What?”He smiles that same plastic smile. “The sea level is rising because of the rain. We might have to move everyone to a nearby hotel for safety.”“Have you informed the students?”“Yes, they’re already packing.”I nod and start gathering my things. I’m done in minutes. As I zip my bag, my phone buzzes.[Nora: Can we ride in your car to the hotel instead of the campus bus?]I type back quickly. [Me: Fine.]I’m not sure what

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Killian Davenport “What are you doing here?” I ask Elena in a low tone, as my eyes scan her. Elena doesn’t answer. She just pushes past me and steps into my room like she owns the damn place. I glance down the hallway — empty, thank fuck — before closing the door and locking it. “Where’s Nora?” I ask. She doesn’t even give me a response. Instead, she jumps onto my bed and stretches out with a dramatic sigh. It’s almost like she’s been waiting for this moment her entire life. I grab my phone and text Nora. No reply from her as well. I call her. It rings a few times before she picks up, sounding half-asleep. “Is Elena over there?” “How the hell did she leave the room?” I ask, keeping my voice low. Nora lets out an exasperated sound. “I could’ve sworn she was asleep, so I slept too. I didn’t know when she snuck out. Should I come get her?” “It’s fine. You’re probably tired. Go back to sleep. I’ll handle it.” Nora sighs in relief. “Thanks.” She ends the call. I drop

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Elena Carson I wake up in Killian’s arms.My head hurts a little, a dull throb behind my eyes, but I don’t care. All I can focus on is him. His scent is everywhere. On the sheets, on my skin, in my lungs. I’m curled against his chest, one of his arms draped loosely over my waist.I look up slowly.He’s still asleep. His face is relaxed, with his lashes dark against his cheeks and his lips slightly parted. He looks younger like this. Less like the controlled professor and more like a man. My heart does a stupid little flip.I smile widely before I can stop myself.Snap out of it, Elena. You are not allowed to be this soft over him.As if he can hear my thoughts, his eyes open. Those grey intense eyes lock on mine immediately.“If you stare at me too much,” he murmurs, “I might think you’re obsessed with me.”My eyes widen. I immediately pull back, embarrassed. I slide off the bed quickly.“I wasn’t staring at you,” I mutter, grabbing the jug on the table and pouring myself a

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Elena Carson “I don’t have a condom, baby, so…”I cut him off before he can finish. “Just do it.” Killian laughs, low and dark, the sound vibrating through his chest. “So fucking needy,” My heart pounds so hard I can feel it in my throat. I’m nervous. Excited. Terrified. But I want this. I want him.He rubs the thick head of his cock against my entrance, coating himself in my wetness. The sensation alone makes me shiver. Then he starts pushing in, very slowly.The stretch is immediate. A burning pressure licks up my spine as he breaches me. I gasp, fingers digging into his shoulders. It hurts, but there’s a deep, full feeling that makes my toes curl.“ Breathe through it, baby,” he whispers, leaning down to kiss my cheek, then my temple. “That’s it. You’re doing so good. Taking me so well.”I nod, breathing shakily as he sinks deeper, inch by inch. He’s so thick. So long. I feel every vein, every ridge as he fills me. The fullness is overwhelming. Like he’s taking up space ins

045

Killian Davenport It’s 8am when I hear the knock on the door.I grunt as I open my eyes and look down at Elena sleeping peacefully beside me. The sheets are pulled all the way up to her chest and her hair is a wild mess across the pillow. She looks so fucking innocent like this. Last night was… intense and raw. I’ve never had sex like that with any woman before. Not the kind where I lose myself completely. I fucked her like I was trying to claim every inch of her body, like I needed to brand myself inside her so no one else could ever have her. No one else got me. The way she moaned my name, the way her tight little pussy clenched around me when she came, the way she looked up at me with those wide, glassy eyes while I filled her with my cum… it’s burned into my brain.Might be top ten elite memories I would never be able to forget even if I suffered amnesia. And my innocent little temptress came four fucking times. Yeah, I did that to her.I remember carrying her to the

046

Elena Carson I slip into the bathroom and close the door behind me just as Shane’s name flashes across the screen. My thumb hovers over the answer button, wondering why he might be calling so early in the morning.Our last conversation, we’d agreed to meet up after this camp. He said he had something important to tell me. I guess that something important cannot wait anymore.For some reason, my heart is hammering against my chest. Maybe it’s guilt of what happened last night, knowing fully well Shane might be interested in me. I shove the feeling down. Before I can decide what to say, the call ends. The screen goes dark.I let out a long breath and drop the phone on the counter. For a second I just stand there, staring at my reflection in the mirror.My hair is a mess. My lips are still a little swollen. There are faint marks on my neck that I’ll have to hide later. But none of that matters.It finally happened.I slept with Killian Davenport. The same man I’d blocked since I w

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Elena Carson I don’t answer. I just step forward and wrap my arms around him, pressing my wet body flush against his. The heat of his skin, the solid wall of muscle, the way his cock twitches against my stomach, makes my thighs press together. I want to touch him everywhere. Hold him and maybe him.My hands slide down his chest, tracing the ridges of his abs. They’re slick with soap and water, so firm under my palms. I keep going lower until I wrap my fingers around his semi-hard cock. It thickens instantly in my grip.Killian hisses, hips twitching forward. “What are you trying to do, baby?”I smile against his chest, heart racing, and stroke him slowly, base to tip. He grows fully hard under my touch, heavy and hot with the tip already leaking precum. A thrill runs through me. I’m getting good at this. At making him react like this.He groans low. “My turn.”Before I can protest, he spins me around. My palms press against the cool glass as cold meets warm skin. I arch instinctiv

048

Elena Carson I slip out of Killian’s room quietly, still wrapped in nothing but his shirt. My skin is still warm from the shower and his touch. My legs feel a little unsteady as I walk down the hallway to the room I share with Nora. Every step makes me whimper because of the soreness between my thighs. There’s a mark on my shoulder and another on my neck. I hope Nora doesn’t notice.I push the door open and step inside. The room is quiet. I move fast, grabbing my pink sundress from my bag and slipping it on. The fabric is soft and light, falling just above my knees. I add flats, then wrap a scarf around my neck to hide the marks. My hair goes up into a messy bun. I look normal. Innocent, even. No one would guess I spent the night getting fucked by my professor until I couldn’t think straight.I’m folding the rest of my clothes when the door opens. Nora walks in holding a bag, looking tired but relieved.“Good, you’re sober,” she says, dropping the bag on her bed.“I’m fine now,”

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Elena Carson I stare at Shane’s hopeful face, my heart hammering so hard I can barely hear myself think. The words are right there on the tip of my tongue, but I can’t seem to get them out.“It’s all so sudden,” I finally manage, my voice coming out really quiet. “I’ll have to think about it. Just… a few days. Is that okay?”Shane’s smile softens a little. He squeezes my hand gently. “Of course. Take all the time you need. I’ll try my best to give you all the space you want. I’m not going anywhere, Elena.”I force a small smile, but inside my head is a complete mess. Why does this feel like cheating when Killian and I aren’t even together? Why does saying I need time feel like I’m betraying both of them?My phone buzzes on the table. A text from Nora.[Nora: You’re not coming up?]I glance at it, then back at Shane. He notices and nods toward the building. “I know you probably need rest after a long weekend. Go on up.”We both stand. Shane opens his arms. “Can I get a hug befo

050

Killian Davenport I haven’t been able to get Elena Carson out of my mind all weekend.I thought finally sleeping with her would ruin the thrill. Break the obsession. One night of burying myself inside that tight little body, hearing her moan my name like a prayer, and I’d be free. Done and back to normal.What a fucking joke.It’s only made everything worse.At random moments I hear her again. Her gasps, the broken little whimpers when I fucked her against the glass, the way she clung to me under the shower like she never wanted to let go. I can still feel how perfectly she squeezed around my cock when she came. How she looked up at me with those wide, glassy eyes like I was the only man in the world.It’s pathetic.I’m pathetic.This morning I was stuck in traffic on the way to campus, phone pressed to my ear while Ronald droned on about some contract bullshit. Then a girl who looked vaguely like Elena walked by on the sidewalk, same dark hair, same height and my brain immedi

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