Is my perfect match on campus one guy or three?

I had a filthy fantasy, so bad that the night before going to college, I had the wildest dream about the all-star footballer falling at my knees. I was brought down to reality as I soon found out that NYU didn’t turn out the way that I hoped. All the social clubs that I joined were a bust and my roommate turned out to be far from my friend, but a bully that I needed to get as far away from as possible.
All of a sudden I got a text.
Not any ordinary text, but one so dirty that it drove my mind wild.
It messed with me.
So, I responded.
And that’s how the texting relationship started and as the texts got dirtier there was only one thing on my mind is who was this guy?
Or was it three?
The message tone changed depending on the time of day.
The ones I got first thing in the morning were so hot that they could turn steel bars into pools of molten metal.
The ones in the afternoon were even better, but just…different.
And the texts I got in the evening were so damn dirty I could barely sleep without having my hands between my thighs.
They were so addictive that I agreed to meet this Casanova of the text world. I had one worry, though.
What if it was three guys? What was I going to do with all three of them at once?

Author´s Note:
Triple Sext is a stand-alone reverse harem with a mixture of bullying, romance, humor and even suspense. There are multiple partner scenes, so make sure that not only is your Kindle ready, but you have a towel too nearby as you read this HEA.