'You see this hair? You can't imagine how many times I've imagined it wrapped in my fists while I fuck your tight, sweet pussy,' he stated, his voice deep and inviting. And gosh, if words could fuck, I'd have an orgasm right now. My breath hitched, and I could feel my chest rising up and down. God, so he thinks of fucking me too? My cheeks reddened as I imagined him pounding into me. 'Do you want me to fuck you, hm?' he asked, his hands twirling my hair, then moving to the curve of my ass. ──── ୨୧ ──── He watches her like a sinner craving salvation- but there's nothing innocent about what he wants. Niccolò Romano isn't her brother. Not by blood. Not by law. But sharing a house with your childhood best friend turned cold, silent, six-foot-something heartthrob? That's dangerous. Lenora walks around in tiny shorts and soft tank tops, driving him crazy-and maybe she knows. Maybe she wants him to snap. And when he does, it's not sweet. It's intense. Possessive. Obsessive. He shows up in her room at midnight, voice low, jaw tight, telling her no one gets to touch her, look at her, or even think about her. Because she's his. And he doesn't care who finds out-parents, campus, or the entire world. Off-limits? Too late. Forbidden? Way past that. Once Niccolò lays his hands on her, there's no undoing it. No hiding it. No going back. She was never his to want- but now that he's had a taste, He'll ruin everything just to keep her. Living under the same roof, Lenora must decide if she can resist Niccolò's pull-or surrender to the past and passion that bind them. 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑/𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐄 : ❥ mature/sexual themes/smut ❥ alcohol references ❥ language ❥ mild violence ❥ obsession ❥ tension started- May 1st , Finished June 11th Copyright all rights reserved

Who knew getting screamed at could be so damn hot? Jason Myers sure as hell didn't. Not until she showed up. Jason Myers didn't ask to be the next Belmont Bay University legend. But when his bigs graduated, the crown naturally fell to him-Quarterback. Frat King. Campus Heartbreaker. And trust him-he wears it well. Until she shows up. Valeska Romanova is a mouthy Russian transfer student with too much attitude, too much confidence, and way too many opinions for Jason's liking. She calls him out, gets under his skin, and looks disgusted every time he flashes that cocky smirk. He should be annoyed. But instead... he's obsessed. Because somewhere between their explosive arguments, back-and-forth bickering, Jason realizes something dangerous: Aggression turns him on. Sass? Hot. Yelling? Hotter. Her stormy attitude and smartass comebacks? The hottest thing he's ever tasted. Now all he wants to do is chase the fire-and maybe start one with her. But Valeska's not some girl looking to be conquered. She's fierce, independent, and has her own walls up. If Jason wants her? He's going to have to fight for it. Good thing he likes a little pain with his pleasure. And this time, he's not just falling-he wants to rush all over her.