Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
“You know what I want to hear.”
“Please make me come,” I blurt, unable to stop the words from tumbling out. Shame rushes through every fiber of my being even as my inner muscles clench, locking around him.
A tortured whimper escapes from me when he jerks free. Just when I think he’ll leave me high and dry, he shoves me backward until my spine hits the wall before closing the distance between us. He drops to his knees and hikes up my skirt, hooking a finger in the soaked fabric of my panties and dragging it to the side until my pussy is exposed.
His mouth fastens onto me, licking at my clit before stabbing inside my heat. His fingers pull my lips apart as he attacks my sensitive flesh. That’s all it takes for me to explode. It’s only when my knees weaken from the intensity of my orgasm that he straightens to his full height. His tongue darts out to lick the shiny arousal from his lips as his heated eyes stay locked on mine.
The bathroom door flies open, and a few chattering girls spill into the silent room. Their steps slow when they catch sight of Austin. Their eyes pop wide before sliding to me. My hand flutters, smoothing over the wrinkled fabric of my skirt to make sure I’m completely covered.
By the smirks they shoot at each other, they know exactly what we’ve been up to.
Without another word, Austin turns on his heel and stalks from the space. Only when he shoves out through the door and disappears into the noisy corridor do my muscles weaken. My reluctant gaze shifts to the three girls. The way they stare in disdain has heat scalding my cheeks. All I want is for the tile floor to open up and swallow me whole.
Gaze locked straight ahead, I force my feet into movement and rush past them.
As I do, one of the girls murmurs, “Slut.”
And with that, my shame is complete.
DELILAH
By the time fourth hour is over, I want to crawl in a hole and die. Not only are people gossiping about the pictures, but the three loudmouths have spread it all over school that I was fucked by Austin in the girls’ bathroom during first period. Snickers and ugly comments ripple like a wave as I hurry past with my head down and shoulders hunched. If it were possible to draw even more into myself, I would.
I caught a glimpse of Mom in the hallway before fourth hour. She met my gaze before quickly averting her eyes. It would have been impossible not to see all the disappointment swimming within them.
Even though I have no appetite, I open my locker. Before I can reach inside for my lunch, two of Jasper’s friends sidle over.
Aiden Wendt leans his bulk against the metal as his friend settles on the other side, hemming me in. “Hey, Delilah.”
Fear spikes in my blood. Even though we’re in the middle of the corridor and there are plenty of people walking past, I know better than to expect any of my classmates to jump in and help.
I learned that lesson the hard way while dating Jasper.
“What do you want?” It takes effort to keep the quiver from weaving its way through my voice.
He shrugs like we’re good friends just standing around shooting the shit.
Nothing could be further from the truth.
My gaze stays pinned to Aiden. Out of the two boys, he’s far more dangerous. The other one is a follower.
“Just wondering if you’d be interested in giving us a two-for-one special?” the other one asks. Barely contained laughter simmers in his voice. “We heard you enjoy a little swordplay in your mouth.”
Aiden presses closer. “You’ve been a busy girl today. What happened in the bathroom during first hour sounds seriously hot. We just want in on the action. That’s all.”
I straighten my shoulders. “Fuck off and leave me alone.”
“I’d much rather have you get me off instead.”
With a growl, I shove my palms against Aiden’s chest until he stumbles back a step. The amusement slides off his face as a nasty glint fills his eyes. When I rush forward to hit him again, his friend grabs me from behind and hauls me against his chest. His arms lock around me, holding me in place so that I can’t get away.
Fear floods my system, mixing with the adrenaline spiking through my veins.
“You really think you’re hot shit, don’t you?” Aiden growls. “Maybe what you need is for someone to show you your place in this world. Especially here at Hawthorne Prep.”
“Let me go,” I yell, wriggling in his arms.
When they tighten around my ribs, I wince. Aiden takes a step toward me, and I brace for the pain he’s sure to inflict.
“You touch one damn hair on her head, and I’ll fucking wipe this floor with your ass.”