Palm South University Season 1 Omnibus (28 page)

With that, he turns and practically struts down the hall to the President’s Room, still chuckling to himself. I growl, frustrated, and make my way into the kitchen to grab a beer. Cracking back the top and sucking down half of the can, I let the icy liquid cool my temper and inhale a deep breath. When my phone pings in and I see a text from Skyler, I smile.

- I need a study break. Come to your window. ;) -

I throw back the rest of my beer and jog down the hall to my room, locking the door behind me. When I yank down on the string to lift my blinds, Skyler’s aqua eyes meet mine. She smiles seductively and bites her lip and I just shake my head, lifting the window and immediately covering her mouth with mine.

“What happened to not seeing each other until after finals?”

“I lied,” she says simply, breaking from my kiss long enough to crawl through the window. She’s dressed casually in a tiny pair of dark jean shorts and a light purple Kappa Kappa Beta tank top. It was freezing just a couple of weeks ago but, in typical Florida fashion, it feels almost like summer again today.

I’m about to offer Skyler a drink when she presses her lips to mine again and slides her hand down to grip me through my basketball shorts, effectively silencing my words. My cock immediately responds to her touch and I back her up to my bed, pulling her down into the sheets. She bites my neck and I hiss through the slight shock of pain as her long brown hair falls all around us.

Flipping her head back and still straddling me, Skyler smiles down at me with hooded eyes as she grinds her hips against mine.

“You look a little stressed,” she whispers, slowly winding. “Let me help.”

Maneuvering herself to sit between my legs, she fists my shorts and boxers together in her hands and pulls them down over my thighs. I kick them the rest of the way off and she grips my cock firmly, stroking from the tip down to the bottom of my shaft and back. I bite my lip and let my eyes roll back at the feel of her hands, groaning.

“Hey,” she whispers and I open my eyes just enough to peer down at her. Still grinning, she twists her long locks up and piles them in a mess on top of her head. “I forgot a hair tie.” She grabs my hand and moves it to replace where hers was holding her hair up. “Keep it out of my way.”

With that she licks her lips, her blue eyes dazzling in the low light of the afternoon sun streaming in through my window, and then her mouth is on me.

Holy. Mother. Fucking. Fuck.

Skyler swirls her tongue around my tip before pressing her lips firmly against my skin and pushing lower. She takes me in completely with a slight gag and I curse under my breath, fisting her hair tightly. When she moans, I feel the vibrations through her throat and with her slick, hot mouth it’s a deadly combination.

She alternates teasing my head with deep throating, every move pushing me closer to climax. Every time I get close, though, she removes her mouth and flattens her tongue, running it from the base to the tip and back down with just enough pressure to tease me but take away the mounting pressure. She’s good –
so
fucking good. I’ve had plenty of blow jobs over the years but nothing could compare to how she’s making me feel right now.

When she twists her hands over my shaft to fill the space her mouth isn’t covering and works them in combination, I stop breathing and the fiery numbness starts to consume me.

“Fuck, Skyler,” I growl. “I’m coming.”

I try to pull out of her mouth to finish but she doesn’t budge, digging her nails into my thighs in protest. When her devilish eyes gaze up into mine through her lashes while her mouth is still wrapped around me, the visual is too much and I throw my head back against the bed and explode. She doesn’t stop working as I bust inside her mouth, my entire body consumed with the intense pleasure she’s inflicting. I still as I finish, my body falling limp, and Skyler just pulls back, swallows, and smiles.

Goddamn.

She crawls back up to lay on my chest and I numbly run my fingers through her hair. When I catch my breath and try to roll her over to repay the favor, she stops me, wrapping her arms around me and snuggling back into my chest.

“Today was for you.”

“What?” I ask, leaning up slightly. She peers up at me and smiles contently.

“I wanted to please my boyfriend. What’s so surprising about that?” She’s still smiling but when she sees my face, she realizes what she said and her smile drops. I wait for her to recant, but she doesn’t.

“Boyfriend?”

She swallows, but again, doesn’t take it back.

I consider it for a moment, wondering if either of us is ready to be in any kind of steady relationship. We’re about to break for Christmas and next semester we’ll both be busy, as usual. Then again, I don’t have any interest in fucking around with any other girls, and Skyler doesn’t seem like the overbearing type of girlfriend. She’s beautiful, funny, and talented –
in many ways
. What’s holding me back?

“Well, I guess I’ll allow it. As long as I can pay you back next time.”

Skyler looks visibly relieved and she smiles again, leaning in to kiss me. “Looking forward to it.”

She rests on my chest again and I continue gently trailing my fingers over her shoulder and up into her hair. “Clay made me Social Chair.”

“Yeah?” Skyler asks lazily, her eyes closed. “Not surprising to me. You practically do it all already, right?”

I nod. “Yeah. I guess now it’s just titled and official.”

She smiles and squeezes me tighter. “I’ve never slept with a man of such power.”

I scoff. “What, Omega Chi presidents don’t count?”

Skyler nails me hard in the stomach and I double over but laugh and pull her into me. She squeals and fakes like she’s trying to get away before giving up.

“You’re an ass.”

“And you have a nice ass. Look! We’re perfect together.”

She rolls her eyes but settles back into my chest with a smile. “I’m so tired,” she says, yawning. “Can I nap here for a while? It’s so much quieter than our house.”

I kiss her forehead in response and in less than a minute, her breathing steadies out and I know she’s asleep.

I try to think of the last time I had a girlfriend. I was hooking up with several girls last year, and I think Jazmine might have put a title on us at one point – though I didn’t really abide by said title. Still, Skyler doesn’t strike me as the type of girl to get hung up on titles. I wonder if it almost slipped as an accident but she was just afraid to take it back and hurt my feelings. Regardless, I like her – a lot – and now at least I have some reassurance that no other guys will be touching her the way I do. Relaxing against Skyler, I let my exhaustion from the day take me under and decide not to overthink it.

But just before I drift off, my mind wanders to a shy redhead with soft green eyes.

I’M A LITTLE NERVOUS as I stride into the Kappa Kappa Beta house and back to their chapter room where all the girls are seated. It’s the last chapter of the year and election night, which means they’ve already had a long meeting and are probably dying to get out of the room. Skyler just texted me less than ten minutes ago to let me know Erin was elected Recruitment Chair. When I find Erin at the front of the room, she looks insanely happy – maybe more so than I’ve ever seen, but her face falls when she sees me.

I still can’t fucking believe I hooked up with Erin Xander. Even more hilarious, she thought
I
would go around telling people. Is she crazy? There’s a reason that chick is known around Greek world as Ex. The girl has gone through boyfriends like designer shoes the past three years. No way am I in any way interested in being added to that list – especially since she has the reputation to not know how to let shit go.

Yeah, fuck all that.

I just smile at her briefly to show her she doesn’t need to worry before I turn with my brothers to face the rest of the room.

“Good evening, beautiful ladies of KKB. The brothers of Omega Chi Beta wish you all a fun and safe winter break and look forward to next semester. We brought you all chocolate to celebrate the end of finals,” I add with a smile. The girls all cheer and clap and the guys laugh. Girls fucking love chocolate.

“I also wanted to take a minute to share something else with you ladies,” I say, swallowing back the nerves. I have no idea why I even have them. “I’m not good with words, so I won’t make this too long, but some of you may have noticed that Skyler Thorne is a pretty amazing girl.” All the sisters smile and turn to stare at Skyler, who’s seated near the back. She just smiles at me and suddenly I’m not the least bit nervous anymore. “She and I met last year during Spring Break and we’ve become closer every day since then. I can’t think of anyone else in the world who I care about more than I do her. There are some people who help you through tough times, but then there are some who help you hold on when you think you have nothing else left to grip. Skyler, you are the best friend I have ever had and I could never thank you enough for always being there for me.” Even from across the room, I see her eyes gloss over. I shake my head. “Okay, fuck this sappy shit.” The room bursts into laughter and I make my way up the makeshift aisle between where the chairs are set and hold out a bouquet of flowers to Skyler. “Sky, I want to officially ask you to be my Little Sister.”

The room explodes with a deafening cheer and Skyler laughs, eyes still laminated in a film of unshed tears. She nods and jumps up to throw her tiny arms around my thick neck. I squeeze her in return and she takes the flowers, slugging me on the arm and wiping at her face. “Damn you for making me all emotional.”

I throw her a wink and toss my arm around her shoulder before addressing the rest of the room again. “Now all of you go change and get your cute asses down to the O Chi house. Our alumni told us not to party for the rest of the semester and technically finals are over. So, fuck it! Let’s rage!”

The cheers ring out even louder and Skyler throws her fist into the air. Quickly, she plants a kiss on my cheek and then jogs off to join her sisters as they filter out of the room. My brothers clap me on the back and we exit the house, joking and singing our obnoxious fraternity drinking songs the entire way back to the house. My Little, Josh, starts the party as soon as we make it back inside, blasting the stereo and breaking out our liquor bottle stash while some of the younger brothers call about getting last minute kegs. Even on short notice, there’s no party better than an Omega Chi party.

I haven’t heard a single word from anyone other than my younger brother since I gave my mom that check. And, for once, I’m actually happy about it. I feel like a weight has been lifted and Skyler has made me realize that I have a new family here at Palm South. I’m spending Christmas break with her and her family so we can prep her for the big tournament in Atlantic City and I can’t imagine a better way to end the semester. It’s been a rough and crazy ride, but right now I feel at peace.

And I am beyond ready to rage.

I MADE IT THROUGH my first semester at Palm South University.

Red Solo cup in hand, I snake my way in-between other Greek students stuffed into the Omega Chi house and make my way back over to Skyler and Jess. Now that finals are over and all that’s left to do is celebrate, everyone is in a better mood. Jess has been distant and bitchy lately, but she has a huge smile plastered on her face tonight. Ashlei, Bo, and Erin are playing flip cup against Clinton and two of his brothers across the room. Skyler looks relaxed, and for once I don’t see the impending tournament weighing on her. It’s like we’re all filled with a sense of accomplishment and joy tonight.