Lilac’s P.O.V. “So, no one knows where Riley is?” Jada asked in a lowered voice. I glanced over at Slade, one of my new roommates, to see if he was listening. Thankfully, he wasn’t. He was too busy helping Hakeem and Nox carry my meager possessions up to my new dorm. Man, I still couldn’t believe
“Not sure why she thought that…” I muttered under my breath. “Thank you, though. I appreciate what you did.” A sparkle filled his pale eyes. “Anytime, mate.” That evening, after putting away what little belongings I owned, I got a call from a local driving instructor. I swore it was a prank—likely
Notes of honeysuckle and gardenia floated through the air, carried by dandelion tufts that floated on a gentle breeze. Barefoot and in my pajamas, I walked down a narrow stone path to where I could see Nox standing beneath a weeping willow. His eyes dropped from my face as I approached, roaming my
Nox’s P.O.V. My eyes widened. Lilac sat on top of me, my cock nestled between her legs, looking like an avenging Goddess here to steal my very soul. Her hair fell down her shoulders in waves of silken chestnuts. I hadn’t realized how much I’d missed her natural hair color until now. Even without i
I pressed my lips to her pussy, running them over the wet silk, and she gasped. Her back arched up off the ground. “When you look at these scars, you’re going to think of this moment and how you came on my face again and again and again. I’m going to plant myself so deep in that pretty little head o
Nox’s P.O.V. I chewed on my lower lip, mulling over my response. Everything I came up with sounded much too eager—desperate, almost. Then again, I was desperate. She knew that, I knew that. Was I ashamed of it? Fuck no. How could I be when it came to her? While I was standing there lost in my thoug
Rather than argue over the fact that I’d already seen most of her body, I turned and gave her my back. The towel fell to the floor with a muffled thud. I tried and failed not to think about her naked body, and how soft she’d felt that night. My mouth began to water just as she called out, “you can t
Lilac’s P.O.V. “I feel like a fugitive.” Nox lowered his sunglasses and peered at me over the rim. A smile danced across his face. It sent me spiraling back to the other night when his head was in between my legs. Maybe we could reenact that night during our little trip. Heat singed my cheeks. Whe