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“Do that.” He waves his hand, which means we’re done here.

I get up and head for the door. No one’s going to take Veronica away from me. She’s mine and only mine. I’m the only one who can mess with her, and I’m going to get what I want.

AS I HEAD BACK TOWARD the dorms, I spot Veronica running. She’s wearing tiny shorts and a top that clings to her every curve. What the fuck? Is she trying to catch the attention of every guy out there? It’s a surprise they’re not all running after her. My lips part, and every thought flees my mind. My blood drains straight to my cock. Fuck.

Every time she takes a breath, her top moves, and I stare at her breasts like an idiot. My hands itch to cup them and squeeze. She’s not looking my way, her eyes trained on the path ahead. But I can’t just let her go now, because my cock is straining against my pants, and I can only think about one thing.

I want her now.

I want inside her.

I want to make her cry out with pleasure as she comes all over my cock, right here, right now, and I don’t even care who sees or what they think. Actually, maybe I wouldn’t mind if someone saw us.

I want her to know that she’s fucking mine and no one else’s.

I stride straight toward her.

Chapter 24

VERONICA

MOVEMENT AT THE EDGE of my vision catches my attention, but I don’t have enough time to stop as Jayden steps out in front of me, so I nearly bump into him.

“What the f—?” I start, but before I can say anything, his fingers wrap around my wrist.

There’s a mix of desire and hunger in his eyes as his gaze travels my body. He yanks me off the path and into the nearby trees and bushes, dragging me between thick trunks and low branches.

What the hell is going on with him? I’m so surprised that I let him. My back hits the rough bark of a wide tree. He cages me in immediately, bracing his hands on either side of my head.

“You run around looking like that,” he growls, his face only inches away from mine, “and you think I’m just going to let you pass?”

“Get off me.” I shove at his chest, but heat is pooling low in my stomach and I don’t even know why, but there’s something in his gaze that just makes me...

He lets out a low laugh. “No, because it’s not what you want right now, and we both know it.”

His lips tilt toward mine, and I know I should tell him no or try to push him again, but he’s right. There’s just something about the way he’s watching me and the fact that he dragged me here into the bushes as if he could barely wait...

“Fine!” I grit out.

His lips crash against mine, and I don’t have any time to think about anything other than his angry mouth against mine. His hand finds my top and yanks it up with my sports bra, exposing me. I should be horrified because someone might see me like this, even though we’re shielded by trees, but anyone could show up or worse, record us like this.

But when Jayden’s mouth closes over my nipple, sucking hard enough to make me gasp, I can’t bring myself to care because my whole body is on fire. His other hand squeezes my other breast and then slides down my stomach and into my shorts.

“Fuck,” he says as he lifts his head. “You’re dripping wet. Have you been thinking about me? Did you dress like that because you thought you might run into me?”

“Hey! Who do you think you are?” I snap, but my hips push toward his hand anyway.

His fingers slip into my panties, and he presses against my clit, rubbing in circles. I grab his shoulders for balance as my knees threaten to give out. The tree trunk scrapes against my back, but I don’t care.

“You’re mine,” he says, his voice rough. “This—” He curls his fingers inside me, making me clench around him. “—is mine. You don’t get to bounce around in your little shorts for anyone else to look at.”

I try to glare at him and tell him to shut his stupid mouth because what he’s saying is downright ridiculous because we aren’t even dating, and the whole thing makes him sound like some caveman, but the intensity of his gaze and his fingers moving inside me scatter all my thoughts. Fuck it, the whole thing is hot and I’m more turned on than ever, no matter what my brain thinks.

Jayden drops to his knees and yanks my shorts and underwear down my thighs. I glance around. Someone could be taking a peek at us as the branches and leaves move in the breeze, but as Jayden hooks one of my legs over his shoulder and buries his face between my thighs, I have to clamp my hand over my mouth to stifle my moans.

His tongue dips inside me, spreading my folds. I press my lips tightly together and fist his hair, holding him as he eats me as if he’s been starving for a taste of me. Every time my hips jerk, he grunts and digs his fingers harder into my ass, keeping me pinned against the tree.

When I come, my thighs tremble as I close them around his head, and I have to bite my own hand to keep from crying out too loud. He laps at me as my whole body tingles, and when he finally lifts himself up, he spins me around so fast my hands scrape against the tree.