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I reached out and grabbed his arm, yanked him toward the door, and out into the hall, slamming the door shut behind us. I didn’t stop there, dragging him down the hall and shoving open the first door that I saw to the left of us. A bathroom of some sort.
“Kat, what’re you—”
I threw himagainst the wall.
“Why?” I said, standing over him. “Whyare you doing this for me?”
He staredat me,the heat in his gaze mirroring my own. There was an intensity that I finally matched.All those years, this was exactly howI wish I could have looked at him.
“I like you.”
The voice sounded like something out of a dream, not the mouth of my former tormentor.
“I've always liked you,” he continued, hisvoice dripping with emotion.
Then everything made sense.
“Wait,” I said, narrowing my eyes down at Elliot as he pushed himself to sit back against the wall across from me. “You’re saying…”
The reason.
It was never hatred. It was never arbitrary.
It was never even because of my mom or his dad.
“All these years,” I said, connecting the dots as I spoke the words, “you bulliedme because you liked me?”
Elliot nodded a slow, slight nod.
I reached behind my back to lock the door, then stepped toward him.
“Look, Kat, I…” He let out a breath. “I don’t know. I guess I just… didn’t want you to know.”
A smirk cut across my lips. God, boys werestupid.
“You’re sick,” I said. “All three of you.”
Without warning, I smashed my lips against his, and my hand slipped beneath his shirt to grasp at his skin.
“Kat,” he breathed,as we broke our kiss for a moment. “What’re you—”
“Punishing you,” I said, grabbing him by the handful of his curly black locks to pin his head against the wall. “Because that’s whatbullies deserve.”
“Kat,” hebegan with a twinge of a grin on his lips.
I had nothing more to say.
With one rough yank, his shirt came off, and my hands roamed his chest, my nails digging into his flesh.
I lowered my neck and began nipping at his neck before I crouched down and pulled him with me. Once I had Elliot on the floor, Isettledmyself down on his lap. I bucked against him, pressing my weight down against where a slight bulge began to form at his crotch. Sucking at his neckline, I reached down to undo his pants. Elliotlet me do what I wanted,it was like he wasmy own living sex doll,likehe knew he deserved this.
His pants came off in less than five seconds, and I dragged my mouth down his chest and past his belly button, nipping and licking at his hot skin as I went. Lowering my face down to his waistband, I pushed my butt farther down his thighs, and gripped his pelvis.
With my teeth, I bit down on the waistband of his boxers, and slowly, painfully, peeled it back and down. He tensed beneath me. With that, I let go. The waistband slapped back against his skin.
“Flinch again,” I said, “and I’llactuallybite you.”
I used both hands to yank his boxers down and off of his legs, tossing them over my head. Next, I tore off my own skirt, casting it aside as I slid my butt back up his thighs and rested myself directly on top of his manhood.
