Mistakes : A College Bully Romance

lab classroom, I was in the quad, where the basketball games were had for fun. The sunlight was harsh above my head, and I had to squint to see Levi before me. No one else was around. No one other than him.
Him and his sexy as hell self.
“Play with me,” Levi said, tossing me a basketball.
I caught it, feeling my body heat up everywhere. Play with me. Those words could mean something totally different. Actually, I kind of wished they meant what my dirty brain pictured and not how he meant them.
Me and basketball, well. Let’s just say I never made any teams before, and gym class was one of my most hated classes back in high school.
I kept any remarks to myself, and I did my best to dribble the ball and shoot it. It was just me and him, the rest of the world a bit blurry. Levi tried to block me, though I could tell he wasn’t really trying hard, and my shoulder rammed into his rock-solid body. I instantly felt myself freeze up, my fingers tightening on the ball.
“You know,” Levi muttered, his blue eyes twinkling as they stared down at me, “you’re supposed to dribble the ball. If you hold onto it, that’s—”
I dropped the ball. No, not just dropped it. I practically threw it aside, letting it bounce and roll off the court. I remained against Levi, slowly turning around to stand near him, his front on mine, my chest pressing against his with each breath I took. The flat chest in front of me glistened with sweat, and I lifted a hand, touching him, feeling that solid chest tremble beneath me.
“Kelsey,” Levi whispered my name, and I shivered against him. For whatever reason, my body liked the way he spoke my name, how it sounded on his tongue. “You drive me mad, you know.”
My lips curled into a smile, and I tilted my head up to look at him, to meet those gorgeous blue eyes and get lost in them. “The feeling’s mutual,” I murmured, moving my hand up his chest, running my fingertips along his neck. The same fingers wove in his hair, and I yanked him down, not wanting to wait anymore.
I’d been good. I’d waited for as long as I could. I’d played it safe, but now? Now I was about to play the game as it should always be played. No holds barred, no safety. This was the time to make it or break it, and I wanted a fucking homerun.
My lips collided with his, and I heard him moan into me, his strong arms wrapping around my back and pulling me closer. If I could’ve melded into him, I would have. If I could’ve melted against him, I definitely would have. A man like him was impossible to resist—really, it was a miracle I’d lasted so long.
The kiss was like fire, like two unyielding forces coming together, neither one wanting to break, neither one backing down. The moment our lips met and our hunger for each other ignited, the flames only burned brighter, stronger. We would destroy everything around us, and it would be spectacular.
No, not just spectacular.
Biblical. It would be fucking biblical.
Levi was everything I wanted, nothing I needed, but that was the beauty of him. He was not a good guy, I knew that in my very soul, but I wasn’t such a good girl, either. Neither of us had sparkling pasts, I knew, but that didn’t matter. Right here, right now, there was nothing but us and the taste of his lips on mine.
I wanted him to tear off my clothes, to fuck me right here and now in this basketball court, for any and all to see, but the world faded around me, and suddenly I was thrown into my consciousness, jerking awake in my bed.
A dream.
A fucking dream.
A dream that didn’t even get to the good part. What the hell?
My eyes stared at the ceiling, and I let out a frustrated sigh. Of course I had to dream about him, and of course that same dream had to be cut off before any of the good shit happened. That was just my luck. Needless to say, my luck sucked.
And now my body was warm, revved up with nowhere to go.
I rolled over on my side, stuffing an arm under my pillow. Felt weird to touch myself when Mel was five feet away. I checked my phone. It was too late; Ash would be asleep. This place was going to kill me, I decided.
Maybe a break from SCC and Levi would do me some good. If I was away from this place, surely I’d be able to get my mind off him.
When morning came, my mind was already made up. I was unable to fall back asleep after that particular dream, so I was wide-awake when Mel got up to do her early morning routine. I practically scared her to death, making her jump back when I sat up and spoke to her.
She had a towel wrapped around her thin body, one of those weird people who needed to shower to start their day. Me? I needed as much sleep as I could possibly get, though last night was a freak occurrence. I blamed Levi and his devastatingly sexy self.
“I’m thinking of going home this weekend. Is that okay?” I wasn’t sure why I felt inclined to make sure she was fine with it; it wasn’t like I owed her every second of every day. Still, with everything going on with Dean, I knew better than to assume she’d be fine.
“Of course,” Mel said. “If I lived that close, I’d be going home every week too. I’ll be fine.” Her voice was much less groggy, and her eyelids didn’t have trouble staying up. When I said nothing,