“You haven’t seen anything yet.” His lips caress my ear, sending a delicious shiver down my spine. My insides melt.
Screwed. I’m screwed.
“Here,” Grant says. I assume he’s holding out his underwear for Luke.
“Put your jeans back on.” Luke doesn’t remove his hand from my eyes. There’s rustling as Grant works to do as he’s told and giggles of girls in the background.
I try to remain perfectly still because his body tempts me to relax into him. Like he didn’t negotiate to own me.
Maybe I like the idea of being owned?
Yeah, fuck that.
Luke removes his hand from my eyes and lowers it to join the one currently still on my stomach, making even more sparks flood my system. I want to curl into him. These urges will hopefully go away.
Grant stands there with a pair of tighty-whities in his hand.
“Put them in your mouth,” Luke says as easily as if he just ordered someone to pick up a piece of trash and throw it away.
Ew.
“Dude,” Grant whines. It might as well be awhyordo I have to?
Eli stalks forward and stops a foot in front of Grant. “Do what you’re told.”
Caden closes in on Grant’s back. “You disrespected our girl.”
Something soft twitters through me at them standing up for me. It’s stupid and girly, but I can’t deny it feels good. Almost as good as Luke’s fingers tracing the edge of my low-cut jeans.
Grant levels his eyes on me, and I almost flinch at the hate in them, but I didn’t force him to say what he said. I lift my chin. He should know by now what the horsemen are like. Fuck him.
Luke steps into me until his front is flush with my back. “Now.”
Grant shoves the underwear into his mouth.
Jack walks over with a roll of duct tape. I wasn’t even aware he left. He tears off a strip and puts it over Grant’s mouth.
“Leave it on for the rest of the day.” Luke lifts his hand from me and waves everyone else away. “Show’s over. Go back to your lunch.”
Caden slaps Grant on the back hard enough for him to jerk forward and let out a muffledoomph. When Eli walks over to me, he holds his hands up for mine. Pressing on my hips, Luke guides me forward a little.
I take Eli’s hands as he helps me step down from the table. The fact I lost hasn’t quite sunk in. I feel almost numb about it. Like I didn’t give my senior year to the horsemen. Like this whole thing is a huge joke, and I’ll wake up in my bed yesterday before school and laugh at the stupid dream I had.
When I sit and everyone else returns to their places at the table, Eli hands me my apple again. Fuck it. A girl’s gotta eat.
“We’ll find a suitable punishment for that stunt.” Luke leans back in his chair and smiles. “Maybe a more private one.”
I remember what he said yesterday about spanking me in private. I nearly choke on the bite of apple in my mouth. What the hell did I do now? It’s not like these guys even like me. They only want to use me. And I gave them permission to use me for the entire year.
I don’t say anything, and the guys finish their lunch chatting with each other about football. No matter how I twist this, I can’t seem to think of a way out.
Fortunately lunchtime is almost over. Unfortunately my next class is with Luke.
“We’ll discuss this more tonight at Caden’s.” Luke makes his way around the table to stand next to me. “From now on, you’ll do as we say.”
I press my lips together and stand, but I’m not going to agree to that. Luckily he doesn’t appear to want a response.
As we walk down the hall, the others fall in line around us as if they’ve done this a hundred times. Each of them splits off until it’s just me and Luke. Before we make it to the classroom, he backs me against the wall again.
