Total pages in book: 177
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 178117 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 891(@200wpm)___ 712(@250wpm)___ 594(@300wpm)
“What do you want?” she asks.
“You’re the one who cornered me in the store,” Alistair says as he approaches. “So I think it’s about time you started talking.”
“You’re the ones who need to explain yourselves after you stole my sister’s diary,” she growls back. “After you …” Her cheeks stain red.
“After what, Penelope?” Felix muses as he slowly walks down the steps too, the menacing look on his face making even my hairs stand up. “After I dragged your face through my cum?”
She swallows, visibly shaken by the mere memory alone.
“So you have thought of it,” Felix boasts, sticking his hands into his pockets as he closes in on her.
Even with him in her face, she still manages to speak up. “You violated—”
“You liked it,” he interrupts, a hint of a smirk tugging at his lips. And he leans in to softly whisper, “And you’ll beg me to do it again soon.”
Goddamn psycho. I love it.
“What? No, I didn’t,” she retorts, clenching her teeth like she’s upset he’d even suggest. “I did it to get the diary back.” She eyes my pocket. “Give me the fucking key, Dylan.”
I pull out the key and twirl it around. “Oh, you mean this key?”
She lunges at me and tries to snatch it from my hand, but I quickly retract my arm, lifting it high up in the air where she can’t reach, not even on her toes. And it brings me lots of joy watching her struggle as she rubs up against my chest.
Suddenly, Felix grabs her from behind, his arms snaking around her waist.
“Hey! Let go of me!” she squeals.
She punches at him, but he locks her arms underneath his grip. Felix’s firm hold is not something anyone can escape easily. Within seconds, he’s pushed both her arms behind her back and pinned them there with one hand.
“You motherfuc—”
He puts his other hand over her mouth. “Don’t yell, little slut.” Her eyes widen and sparkle with rage, and it makes me snort. “Don’t want to alert the other students, do we?”
She’s killing me with her eyes. I’ve never seen so much anger come from one girl before. It’s vexing. And exhilarating.
My bulge grows harder and harder as I get closer and dangle the key in front of her. Right before she attempts to free herself, I pluck it away and tuck it back into my pocket.
“You should’ve stayed out of our way,” I tell her. “But you couldn’t stop yourself from tailing Alistair, could you?”
Her brow furrows, but whatever she tries to say is blocked by Felix’s hand.
Alistair leans down on a chair. “To be fair, we did provoke her.”
“She provoked us first,” I rebuke. “By flaunting that fucking diary in our face.”
Her whole body quakes as Felix shoves her onto the table and forces her to sit down while he keeps her arms pinned down.
I tilt her chin and make her look at me. “What’s it for? Is it a hate book? Why did your sister have pictures of everyone in there?”
She clenches her jaw, and Felix whispers into her ear, “If you yell, I will silence you with my dick in your mouth again.” He slowly lowers his hand to her neck, keeping a firm grip on her throat and wrists. “Now answer him.”
She doesn’t say a word.
A filthy smile forms on my lips.
Guess I’ll have to convince her.
I get up close and personal, tilting my head to take in her short-length black dress, taking my time to swoop over her fishnet stockings and those thick boots underneath. With that purple eyeliner matching her hair, she reminds me of those girls who wear kitty headphones.
I wonder if she can purr.
I grab her cheek and caress it softly. “Talk … or I’ll make your pussy speak.”
She shudders in place but keeps her mouth shut.
So I slide my hand from her cheek all the way to where the seam of her dress begins and slowly lower it, sliding my fingers inside. She hisses when I grip her tit and pinch her nipple.
“You still want to stay silent?” I ask.
I toy with her nipple, circling it, tugging at it until I spot her taking a gasp.
So I lean in and whisper, “You’re going to make noise … whether it’s words or a moan, I will hear you.”
My other hand slides down her body until I reach her fishnet stockings.
RIP!
It comes undone at the seams easily, and I tear it all away until there’s one big gaping hole. And a pair of panties begging me to take them off.
She attempts to cross her legs, but I push them apart and stand between them. My hand dives in, and I press one finger onto her clit.
Just like that, she sucks in another breath.
“Not so strong now, are you?” I muse, slowly circling her slit until she begins to writhe in Felix’s arms. “So sensitive. So … needy.”