"Be a good boy, Ares, and just follow my lead." His chest rose up rapidly, taking his hands into mine and placing them on my waist. Feeling him begin to grow hard and the pool of wetness between my legs ached my soul. I needed him now. A piece of his hair fell on his forehead, his thumbs moved in circular motion as I rocked my hips back and forth, holding onto his shoulders for support. I unbuttoned his shirt, revealing more of his toned chest; I was practically salivating at this sight. It was obvious that he was going to the gym, even just by looking at his arms you could tell. This man was pure perfection, and I was pure seduction. "W-we shouldn't be doing this," his voice was breathless and ragged. My back arched because of the growing sensation I was feeling; he dipped his head between my neck, placing light kisses. I fist his hair as my jaw drops; my panties are drenched. "We should, we had a deal." _____ Violet Gray was a sophomore in college and failing her classes. With her growing popularity due to her looks and partying every night, Violet had completely forgotten the true reason for being in school. She had two options: get kicked out of college or find a tutor. Violet didn't want either; she was embarrassed to be kicked out. Ares Meadows was the epitome of smart and talented; his grades were all straight A's. He didn't have time to party nor focus solely on his looks and popularity. Ares was a nerd with even more nerdy friends, but the way he looked distracted everyone from the fact that he was a nerd. But nobody wants an inexperienced man.

"Angel, why u keep on playin' wit me , hm ?" "Bellamy, I'm not ."

DESCRIPTION: Devonte Armani is seventeen, fragile in ways no one bothers to understand. After a tragic lost, guilt eats him alive, his parents feel distant, and being openly gay makes him a target. He loves too softly in a world that punishes softness, until hating himself feels like survival. Jayden Romari is nineteen feared in the streets, worshipped in the music scene, empty behind the image. Orphaned young, built from violence and silence, he learned power is safer than feeling. He doesn't do weakness. He doesn't do love. So when their worlds collide, Jayden hates Devonte on sight. But when he sees Devonte being hurt, something dark and dangerous wakes up inside him. Obsession replaces hatred. Protection turns possessive. And Jayden is forced to face the one truth that terrifies him most Devonte Armani isn't just a weakness... he's everything he never knew he needed.