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But I stepped closer to him, so Imani wouldn’t see me with a gun in my hand, threatening to kill one of the top students at Redwood because he had talked to her. I rarely did shit like this, but Akio kept talking to what was ours.
When I finally let him run off like the scared boy he was, I hid the gun from Imani, turned around, and tucked it into my waistband.
“What are you doing?” Imani whispered, staring at me with wide eyes, then glancing down at my waistband of my jeans, where I had hidden my gun. She shifted from foot to foot and gnawed on the inside of her cheek. “With a … with a gun?”
“What are you doing, talking to Akio?” I asked through gritted teeth.
I usually never got this pissed, not at Imani, and the truth was that I wasn’t really. I just couldn’t stop thinking about how the rich in Redwood got away with so much shit, like killing my father and making it look like an accident.
“You threatened him with a gun.” She moved closer to me and glanced down at my waistband again. “Do you always have a gun on you? Even when we’re in school?”
“You’re not going to like my answer,” I said. “You should get back home. It’s late.”
She sucked in a breath, glanced down at our feet, and inched her thighs closer. After a moment, she pressed them together and grabbed my hand, placing it right over her pussy through her leggings. “If you slip your hand into my panties, you’d know that your answer has done nothing but made my pussy sopping wet for you.”
Fuck.
My jeans tightened around my crotch, my dick hardening.
I had wanted to wait, had been desperate to wait to take her. But tonight, all my emotions, wants, and needs had been thrust to the forefront. I wanted Imani, and tonight, I would have her.
My hand cupped her mound, and she pressed her thighs even closer together. I had been inside her pussy before, and I knew how tight she could get, but fuck … I had wanted to spend the night alone with her for so long, so fucking long.
“Touch me,” she taunted. “Let me show you how wet your possessiveness made me.”
Before she could slip my hand into her leggings—under the damn Redwood football bleachers—I snatched it away and nodded to my bike. “Come on. I’m not going to fuck you here.”
I had a better place with a whole bunch of toys I could use on her.
A place where she’d beg to come again and again.
