Page 5 of Lords of the Campus

She cried out as Levi’s fingers found her clit, rubbing it in circles as I snapped my hips into hers, warmth flooding around my cock.

As I recall the way I pushed deeper into her, my release hits at the same time and I paint the wall of the shower with my release. My breathing is ragged as my heart starts slowing, the realization of what I’d just done hitting me all at once.

Shit. I swore I wouldn’t think about her a second more, and yet here I am, jerking off to the thought of her.

The memory of her, who she was back then, it’s in the past. I won’t let her have any more space in my thoughts. Not if it’s the last thing I do.

After we gave her everything and she threw it back in our faces, I was done. I’m never going to think about her ever again.

I towel off and head out to go to the gym to clear my head with a workout. Just as I’m about to enter the building, though, my eyes are drawn to a figure passing on my left.

I do a double-take as I realize that this time, it’s unmistakably her. Lyric Shaw is at Sterling Heights. Fuck.

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LYRIC

As my eyes land on the man in front of me, my pulse races. I’d recognize Zane anywhere. He’s grown taller, filled out a little, but he still has the same boyish smile, the same wavy brown hair, the same icy blue eyes…

Panic sets in and I race off in the opposite direction before he can speak to me, nearly tripping over the hem of my jeans in my desperate attempt to get away.

I stop to catch my breath as I stand behind a nearby building, frustrated at myself for acting like such a coward. But I never expected to see any of them ever again, certainly not here at Sterling Heights. I know they were sent off to military school, so I guess my brain figured they’d end up somewhere far, far away from here.

Then again, Sterling Heights is probably one of the most prestigious universities around. It makes sense that they’d come here, even if they’d been shunned by the entire town of Crestwood back then.

I trudge along, my mind a whirlwind as I piece together what just happened. If Zane is here, that means Archer and Levi are as well, because the three of them do everything together. There’sno way they aren’t. This means I need to steer clear of them until I can figure out how to talk to them, to explain myself.

Pushing open the door, I enter the building and head down the hall. “Hey, Annie,” I call out, knocking on the door to the classroom. “I’m here for Eli.”

Annie looks up from where she’s rocking a baby. “Hey, Lyric, Eli is playing, but you can come on in.”

“How was he?” I ask as I enter, watching Eli banging blocks together.

“He was great, as always. He's such a sweet kid," Annie replies with a bright smile. “How was your first day of class?”

“It was good, actually. A bit overwhelming, but I think I'll manage,” I answer, shifting my bag on my shoulder. "How about you? How's your semester starting?"

“Oh, you know, the usual chaos.” Annie laughs. “But it’s exciting. There’s always something new happening.”

I nod, glancing at Eli, who is now engrossed in stacking the blocks. “Are you free to babysit Eli later, like you mentioned?”

“Oh, actually, I might be going to a party. Have you heard about Alpha Lambda?”

I tilt my head. “Not really. Are they a frat?”

“Yep. And they’re the hottest ones on campus. There are three members, Zane, Archer, and Levi, who are practically celebrities around here. Everyone talks about them all the time. You should come with me and meet them.”

I smile, though inside, apprehension rises. “Oh, you know, I can’t. I have homework,” I lie.

“You should try to come,” she urges. “The three of them are just… I can’t even explain it. Zane is like this charmer, Levi is so smooth, and Archer—oh, my God, he’s like a Swedish model with his blonde hair and gray eyes!”

I chuckle, feeling a mix of amusement and unease. “Sounds like they’ve got quite the fan club.”

Eli toddles over to us, reaching up to be picked up. I scoop him into my arms, and he snuggles against my shoulder.

“But we’re bigger fans of this little guy,” Annie says in a baby voice, warmth in her voice as she strokes his curls. “You’re lucky to have him.”

“I am,” I agree, kissing the top of Eli's head. “Thanks for taking such good care of him, Annie.”

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