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“I’m always going to have your back, baby. I just regret not having it sooner.”

I shake my head, leaning up onto my toes and pressing my mouth to his smooth lips. “No more regrets.” I breathe into him. “It’s time to have fun.” I pull back and start to sway to the music. “And after this dance, I want you to take me down to the library and fuck me right on the librarian’s desk.” All these years, books are what got me through my days, and now, I’m going to have sex surrounded by my first loves.

He lets out a groan, his hips snug tight against me so I can feel just how much he likes my idea.

“Never knew how daring my girl was.”

And to think our relationship all started with a dare…and one seriously hot kiss.

COLLEGE

The DARE that changed everything.

CHAPTER 16

Ruby

College Lesson #1: Always lock your dorm room door.

“Hi, babe!” I answer the phone, turning my key in the door. “Hold on one sec. Just let me get inside and put my stuff down.” Chase always calls right after class. It’s almost like he waits for the clock to strike three, and the moment it does, he’s FaceTiming me.

I enter my dorm room and kick my door shut, dropping my keys and bag onto my desk.

“Did class go late?” He asks, his handsome face smiling through my screen.

“No.” I kick my shoes off. “I went over to the student services center and put my name in as a tutor for calculus. My professor told me I could make a killing on campus because most of hisstudents all need help. And even the lady in the office told me she already had three students looking for one.”

I’m secretly trying to save up money so I can surprise Chase for his birthday. Plus, I’m hoping it will help occupy my time so I don’t sit around feeling lonely and homesick for my boyfriend all the time. There’s only so much studying I can do, and partying is definitely not my scene.

“That’s great, baby.” But he doesn’t sound a hundred percent thrilled by the idea. He doesn’t look too happy about it either. “Any chance you can select only female students to work with?”

“Are you jealous, Chase Warren?” I plop down on my bed.

I’m completely shocked. I didn’t even think it was possible for someone to feel that emotion over me. It’s not like guys are banging down my door. But even if they were, he has nothing to be worried about. I don’t want anyone other than him. My roommate’s always pointing out guys to me on campus, showing me who she thinks is hot, and even if they’re good looking, I have no interest. The only boy I’m attracted to is the one whose eyes are creased with worry lines.

“I just don’t want some guy trying to make a move on you. Don’t you remember our little tutoring sessions?”

Mmm… Yes. Yes, I do. I remember every single one. Especially our very first time having anal sex. We were in his mother’s library, studying for finals, and he was getting frustrated and wanted to take a break. So, we decided to go skinny dipping in his pool.

I was hanging on the edge, my head resting on my arms. Eyes closed. The water cascading around my body. And then… I felt him. His mouth between my cheeks, kissing me in my most private place. I was shocked at first, clenching up in fear of the unknown. But as he persisted, going deeper, growing hungrier, I loosened right up for him, letting him do EVERYTHING he wanted.

“Fuck, babe. Show me.”

His voice pulls me from the memory and I realize my hand has slipped down my pants, my fingers rubbing over my clit. Chase is too. His eyes are dark and heavy, and his forearm is moving on the screen. His veins bulging at the strain of his muscles.

“I’ll show you mine, if you show me yours.” I bite down on my lip, running my fingers through my slick folds. His camera flips and there it is. His long hard cock, purple and tight. A little drop of his cum already oozing from the end. His hand is wrapped around his thick shaft, stroking up and down slowly.

“Your turn, baby.”

I wiggle my pants down and flip my camera around, showing him the little tuft of curls that my fingers are playing with.

“Damn, I wish I could kiss you. I want you on my face, smothering me with those thick lips, riding my tongue like my sexy little cowgirl.”

The pulses start picking up, the threads of my pleasure winding tighter as I work myself to the pace of his stroking hand.

“Do you know what I want to do to you when we’re together for break?” He grunts.

“What?” My question comes out breathless.

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