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That's it.

And I ended the live before the cum on my stomach had even dried.

Clicking on his name, I see that he's uploaded a new video.

Uploaded 54 minutes ago.

There's no point in even trying to fight it. I quickly click on the video, a flutter taking place in my stomach while it loads on the screen.

I set the computer down on the table, where the screen is still in view, and then I stand up, dropping my pants to my ankles. A shiver racks through my body and I’m not sure whether it’s from the chill or the thought of what’s about to happen.

"Damn. You look sexy as hell tonight. Are you ready to be good for me?" His deep voice hits my ears, and I flop back down onto the couch. I don't want to miss a second of this.

Chapter Four

Ronan

I'm standing in the long ass line at Brewz, waiting to make my way to the front. Leaning over, I look to see how many people are in front of me.

Three.

Ugh. That's too many people. I need my damn coffee now.

Finally, I make my way to the front where I see Noah working the counter. A huge smile crosses my face, seeing him standing in front of me.

"Hey."

"Hi, Ronan." Noah offers me a small smile and the one on my own face slips. Noah is working here in the mornings before school and I'm not sure how he does it. He works here and at a gentlemen's club and still has time to make it to his classes each day.

Whereas, all I did was go to my classes and make videos at night, and I'm currently dying to get some caffeine in my system so I can survive the rest of the day.

"What can I get you? Caramel? Mocha? Oooh, maybe a combination of both?"

I chuckle, shaking my head at his enthusiasm. "I wanna try that cookie blast crumble. That sounds so good."

"It's amazing, but it’s loaded with sugar. You'll be bouncing off the walls."

"Then that's exactly what I need. I'm still half asleep and I need something to wake me up before Professor Carson's class."

"It'll do the trick. Do you want anything else? A muffin or something?"

"No. Just the drink, please."

I pay Noah, then move over to the side while my drink is being made. He hands me my coffee and I take the longest sip, enjoying the taste of mocha and Oreos on my tongue.

"It's so good. Thank you."

"No problem. I'll see you at home later?" he asks, eyeing the line to the side.

"Yep. Don't work too hard, Noah."

"I won't." He preens before getting back to work.

Drink in hand, I walk out of the coffee shop and start down the road. I take in all the different shops, smiling at the little town here. I love how close the main street is to BU. The campus is right down the road and on this street there's everything we could need; gyms, restaurants, coffee shops. This place has it all.

I make it to campus in no time at all. I came to school early because I wanted to get a head start of my research for Professor Carson's class. He said he's going to help tutor me to write a better paper, so I want to be more prepared for when we meet.

Passing the quad, I start walking in the direction of the library. The library at BU is unlike any other library I’ve ever seen. It’s a huge three-story building, and each floor is filled with different books of all types, not just textbooks for classes or research. It’s truly an amazing collection. I step through the sliding doors, the air conditioning hitting my sweat slickened face instantly cooling me down. Deciding I could use a little extra cardio today, I take the stairs to the second floor instead of the elevator.

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