[R18+]
—Natasha’s POV—
As soon as Zane left me with questions and confusion, I returned to my dorm room, changed into shorts and a loose night top, and fell on my bed. This was the worst part about college. There were so many rules you had to follow or break, or there was no place for you in any of them whatsoever. The campus had some semblance of order, but most people were either crazy or completely clueless.
The rain outside was still pouring, steady and relentless against the windowpane, but my mind was far from the storm. Ever since Zane left, I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him. His presence lingered like a ghost in the room—and worse, I could still feel the heat of his lips on mine, like a memory my skin refused to forget.
I want him to fill up my p***y and make me sc
