Chapter 3 Campus Possession

Party Heat and Doubt

༒ Mia ༒

“You keep looking at Sarah,” I said, pulling Jake’s arm tighter at the party. The music was loud and the basement was packed with people dancing and drinking. “Is she the one who texts you late at night?”

Jake sighed and looked down at me. “Babe, stop. You’re the one I’m with tonight. Relax and have fun.” But I saw the way his eyes followed her across the room. She wore a tight top that showed a lot of skin and laughed loud with her friends.

My stomach twisted with jealousy. “I am having fun. But I don’t like how she touches your arm when she talks to you.” I drank more from my cup to push the feeling down, but it only made the fire burn hotter.

Jake pulled me close and kissed my forehead. “You’re so jealous girl, and I love it. But trust me, okay?” His hand slid down to my ass and squeezed. Even with people around, it turned me on. I pressed my body against him and kissed him deep, our tongues mixing. But when I opened my eyes, Sarah was watching us.

That was it. I grabbed Jake’s hand. “Come with me.” I dragged him through the crowd to a small back room where the music was quieter. I closed the door and pushed my back against it.

“Fuck me right now so I know I’m yours,” I whispered, my voice shaking with need.

Jake’s eyes got dark with lust. “Right here?” He didn’t wait for an answer. He pushed my short dress up over my hips, yanked my panties to the side, and lifted one of my legs. His cock was already hard when he pulled it out. He rubbed the head against my wet pussy for a second, then thrust in deep.

“Oh god, Jake!” I moaned loud, holding onto his shoulders. He fucked me hard against the wall, each push lifting me up a little. The sound of our bodies slapping mixed with the party noise outside.

“Tell me you only want me,” I gasped, my tits bouncing under my dress.

“I only want you, Mia,” he groaned, thrusting faster. “This pussy is mine.” He kissed me messy, biting my lip. One hand held my leg up while the other squeezed my breast. I felt so full, so claimed. The jealousy from seeing Sarah made me wetter than ever.

“Harder,” I begged. “Make me forget about her.” Jake pounded into me, deep and rough. I cried out with every thrust. My nails dug into his back through his shirt. My legs shaking, pussy squeezing him tight. Jake kept going, breathing heavy in my ear.

“Fuck, you feel so good when you’re horny,” he said. He pulled out, turned me around, and bent me over a small table. He pushed back in from behind, spanking my ass hard. “This is what you need, right?”

“Yes! I’m yours—only yours!” I moaned. He fucked me like he was proving it. The table shook. I felt my juice loading rapidly. In a tweak of an eye I flooded him with my cum, almost screaming his name. Jake groaned loud and came deep inside me, holding my hips tight.

We stayed like that for a minute, catching our breath. He kissed the back of my neck softly. “You okay, babe?”

I nodded and turned around to face him. We fixed our clothes and sat on the old couch in the room. My legs still felt weak. “I’m sorry I get like this,” I said quietly. “But seeing you smile at her… it hurts. Campus is full of girls who want you because you.”

Jake pulled me onto his lap and held me close. “I know. I get it.” His hand rubbed my back in slow circles. “Remember when I told you about my ex? She cheated because I was always busy with practice. It made me careful. But you’re different, Mia. You make me want to be better.”

I looked at him, my eyes a little wet. “Really? Because sometimes I feel like I’m not enough when I see all the attention you get.”

“You are more than enough,” he said softly. He kissed my cheek, then my lips. “I love how you moan my name. I love how you get possessive. It turns me on like crazy. Those other girls? They don’t know me like you do.” We talked for a long time on that couch. I told him more about my fears and my fast trauma which mistakenly fled out of my mouth. I shouldn't have told him that but I did.

“You promise Sarah is just a study friend?” I asked, playing with his hair.

“Promise. I’ll show you my phone again later if you want.” He smiled and kissed me slow. His hands moved under my dress again, touching me gently while we kept talking. The mix of sweet words and his fingers on my clit.

We left the party after that and went back to his dorm. Tyler wasn’t there. As soon as the door closed, I pushed Jake onto his bed. “I want to be on top this time. I want to control it.”

He lay back and watched me with hungry eyes. I took off my dress and climbed on him naked. I sank down on his cock slowly, feeling every inch. “Like this?” I asked, moving my hips.

“Fuck yes,” he groaned. I rode him steady at first, then faster, my hands on his chest. We kept talking dirty between moans. “No one can fuck you more than I do,” I said.

“Only you,” he replied, thrusting up to meet me. He sat up and sucked on my nipples while I moved. It felt so intimate and intense. I controlled the speed, grinding on him until my legs began to shake. Jake held me tight and flooded me with hot thick milky cum right after.

We stayed connected for a while. His cum blast dripped out from my cunt. He kissed me soft and slow. “I love you so much Mia,” he whispered.

“I love feeling like I own you,” I said back, smiling. We talked more about what we wanted—more risky sex, and more honest talks. The conversation flowed easy, with laughs and touches.

Later that night when I got back to my room alone, I checked my phone. A new photo popped up on Sarah’s story—her and Jake. The story contains a detailed picture of Jake in her bed, eyes closed with the caption: “MY MAN BITCHES.” Fresh jealousy hit me hard. 

I texted Jake immediately: “ Did you see Sarah's trending story? His voice cracked with fear and the ultimate revelation that it was true. 

He replied slowly: "Come over tomorrow and I will prove everything to you.”