Dana met Zac first, in the dark hallway. She had a crush on him every since the first day of psych class, now was her chance to talk to him.
Only the guy in her psych class wasn't Zac, but his twin brother Curt. And Curt was the one she fell in love with first.
But she never got over her lust for Zac, and he seemed to want her too.
How could she have both brothers? Would they be willing to share the woman they love?
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Excerpt:
It was late, and Dana had woken up to use the bathroom, padding down the hall toward her room in her tank top and loose shorts. A door opened, and she froze. He didn’t freeze, as he was still pulling on his t-shirt. When he tugged it over his six-pack, he revealed a mess of thick hair and he stopped and grinned at her. “Hey, is the exit that way?” He pointed left, towards the back of the dorm.
Oh no. He was in her psych class and she spent too much time giving him longing looks. He never noticed her, and she never managed to join him for group projects. Ahh he was so hot, she would melt if he flashed another self-satisfied grin.
Hello? Dude was sneaking around the girl's only dorm, and if the smirk didn't prove it, the sex radiated off him. She hoped his efforts satisfied who ever lived behind door 203.
She shook her head. “That way.”
“Name’s Zac. But you never saw me.” He winked in the dim light of the hallway, then sauntered away.
She shook her head as she returned to her room. He looked familiar somehow. They might have a class together.
In her bed, sleep pulled her into darkness, but the young man from the hallway invaded her dreams. He grinned as he floated over her, drifting down until his lips passed over hers. His tongue slipped into her mouth, charming her as he had in the hall. “I knew from how you smiled, you wanted me.” His hands palmed her breasts, her dream state erasing her clothing.
He drifted down her body, leaving a trail of heat until he landed between her legs. And her body jolted nearly out of the dream as he had the perfect touch, the speed, the pressure and in seconds she would come in his mouth. The best orgasm of the year was upon her and as she trembled, pleasure coursing through her, a loud squeal ended the moment.
"Aww fuck." She slapped her hand on the snooze button and grunted as the warmth of the dream drifted away. Not the buzz between her legs that accompanied her to… psychology class.