As soon as Skye crests the second-floor landing of the library, my gaze locks on her. Even from this distance, it's impossible not to notice that her face is contorted with anger. Or that her green eyes are flashing with fire. Or how about the way her hands are tightened into fists.Yup, the girl is definitely pissed off.Well...this should be fun.I lean back on my chair and patiently wait as she surveys the floor. When her gaze collides with mine, her eyes narrow, and her jaw locks before she stalks over to the table where I'm sitting.Rage shimmers around her.Skye Sinclair is a beautiful girl. But she's fucking gorgeous when she has a burr shoved up her ass. My guess is that there's a massive burr with my name on it.My cock twitches with every step that brings her closer. I almost rub my hands together with anticipation.An unsuspecting guy with his face buried in his phone nearly gets run over as she stomps by him. One corner of my mouth hitches when she arrives at the ta

Lanie pushes her way through the crowd as we walk up the stairs, looking for empty seats in the student section of the football stadium. Not only is it game day but it's also against one of Claremont's biggest rivals, Clemson University. The energy in the stadium is electric. There are easily ten thousand rowdy fans filling the stands. Camera crews are busy setting up their equipment on the field. Reporters are making projections about who will come out victorious. It's been a long time since I've attended a CU game. I almost forgot what a big deal they were. Half the state will turn up for them, and the other half will be glued to their big screens.I glance across the bright green football field at the opponents cheering section. It's packed full of Clemson fans wearing orange and purple. I'm decked out in orange and black. Both Lanie and I have cougar decals on our cheeks.Up until this point, I've been successful at avoiding anything that has to do with football. Either

Normally after a football game-especially one where we pull off a W against our biggest rival-there's a party at the beach. Since it looked like rain, the festivities have been moved to a house off-campus. Claremont has a massive football following, and everyone will come out to help celebrate.I glance at the chaos unfolding around me.All right...so maybe these people like to party and will use any excuse to do so.It's not even ten o'clock, and this place is already packed and getting rowdy. Music blasts from outside where a live band is busy rocking it out. They're a group of guys from campus who play at a few of the local bars on the weekends. I've heard them before, and they're pretty decent. It's a mix of covers and their own music. Someone slaps me on the back as I shoulder my way through the crowd. "Awesome game, Price!"Thanks, pal.I have no idea who the guy is, but I give him a chin lift in acknowledgment."That was one hell of a spiral you threw at the end of the t

Another noise breaks the silence, and I squint as a couple takes form. Moonlight streams through the unadorned window, and I catch a strip of hard male flesh as the girl shoves his T-shirt up before kissing her way down his chest.Neither of them is aware of my presence, which makes it the perfect time to sneak out. If this continues in the direction it's going, then I'm moments away from witnessing some guy get a blowie. But something holds me transfixed. The guy is tall and muscular, but I can't tell much more than that. His features are shrouded by shadows.When the girl drops to her knees, he tangles his fingers through her long mane of hair. There's the snap of a button before it's followed by the scrape of metal teeth as a zipper is dragged down. A rustle of clothing breaks the silence before he groans.The sound is like a lightning strike down to the tips of my toes.I know the sound of that voice.When I gasp, Hunter stills, and his head jerks upright. Maybe I can't see

"I want this." I draw him closer so that my fingers can slide from his shoulders to his neck before tunneling through his thick hair. "I want you."His lips are bruising in their intensity. It's as if he doesn't want to hesitate for a single moment or I'll change my mind.But that's not going to happen.His hands drop from my back to my ass before he lifts me so my legs can wrap around his waist as he walks us into the hallway."Which room?" he mutters against my lips."The one on the left."With our mouths fused, he carries me through the doorway before placing me in the middle of the queen-sized bed. His gaze doesn't leave mine as he grabs the back of his T-shirt and yanks it over his head before tossing it to the floor. Then he's back, his mouth roving hungrily over mine as his hands palm my breasts. His mouth slides over my chin before traveling south to my collarbone as he works his way lower."Do you have any idea how much I've missed these?" he murmurs against my warm fles