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“No,” I panted, lost in sensation. “I only fantasize about you. Just you.”
“Fuck!” He spat and let my hands go to grab my ass cheeks, his fingers sinking into the fleshy globes as he came inside me.
His cock pulsed inside my channel, and the hot, wet feeling only made my orgasm stronger.
“Fuck, you milk me so well. This cunt was made to take my cock and hold my cum,” he muttered.
I trembled beneath him, my body awash with liquid pleasure. He took a moment, catching his breath, his cock still sunk deep, before he pulled out and shifted his weight off the bed. I twisted my head to watch him as he stood. He was leaving already? He stared down at me in the dark for a long moment. I could feel his cum welling out of me and dripping down my inside thigh. I’d have to be the one who washed these sheets so my mom didn’t get suspicious. He reached for the covers and pulled them up over my lower half. He stretched down and pushed the covers in around the sides, sealing me up.
Then he turned and left me there, full of him, spent and panting, tucked in like a good girl.
Lily
“What’s up?Three calls before breakfast is a little excessive, even for you,” I said to Eve as I joined her in the parking lot the next morning.
She was paler than usual, and there was a jumpy, anxious quality to her that I rarely saw. I had barely raised my head from my books yesterday, given my important test, so it was nice to see Eve and get filled in on all the gossip of HHH that I wasn’t a part of.
“So, you saw my calls and just decided not to call me back?”
“I was in a hurry, and I knew I’d see you here.” Truthfully, I’d overslept and then had to shower for obvious reasons before breakfast and sort the sheets out in case my mother decided to be helpful and go and change them while I was at school.
Eve blew out an impatient breath and pulled her phone out of her pocket. “Whatever, we don’t have time to talk about why you’re so bad at answering the phone. Look what was posted on the student community board yesterday. It was taken down pretty quickly, but lots of people screenshotted it.”
She passed me her phone, and a heavy weight landed in my gut.
It was the article from theMidnight Falls Chronicle. The one about eight-year-old Cayden. There were a whole lot of replies underneath, though clearly the screenshot hadn’t captured them all. Most of them were shocked, skeptical, and some were demanding answers or saying that their parents wouldn’t want him at school in Hade Harbor.
“How can you trust me like this after what you’ve done?”
Oh my God. The truth finally clicked into place and made sense.
“He thinks it was me.” My voice sounded hollow. “Cayden thinks I leaked this.”
“Did he say something to you about it?”
I shook my head.
Eve’s face scrunched. “Why wouldn’t he? I’d want answers from you if I were him.”
“He doesn’t need answers. He’s already decided that it’s me…” I broke off and took a couple of steps away from Eve. “I need to speak to him.”
“Are you sure that’s a good idea? He’ll probably be really angry,” Eve pointed out.
Suddenly, his quiet behavior last night was terrifying. If he was going to get angry, he would have already done so, like the night on the ice rink. No, he wasn’t angry, not like that. A terrible, terrifying thought occurred to me. I recalled what he’d said to me when we’d first met.
“When someone crosses me, I don’t get angry – I get even.”
I rushed into the school. The fastest way to the rink was through the main school building, and I couldn’t afford to waste any time. I had no idea if Cayden was still getting dressed after practice, but it was a place to start.
I was in the foyer when it registered.
White, fluttering sheets of paper were pinned to the bulletin boards and blowing around on the floor. Students were picking them up and reading them, laughing. Some people pointed at me, and I suddenly knew, before I’d even looked at one, exactly what that paper was.
“Lil,” Eve whispered, still at my shoulder.
I turned to her, feeling like the world was moving in slow motion. I glanced down at the paper in her hand and saw my own writing.
I dreamed of Cayden West again. Taking me, holding me down, filling me up so full I could feel his cum sliding down my leg all day.
