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If she wanted a rough, unforgiving asshole, then that was what I’d give her.
ChapterTwenty-Nine
VERA
Iyelped in surprise, but Blaise slapped his hand over my mouth, locked the door behind us, and pressed me up against the nearest whiteboard. As he pressed his body against mine from behind, I tensed and placed my nervous hands on the board, fingers turning white.
He released his hand over my mouth and slipped it around my throat, pulling my body against his as much as he could. I sucked in a sharp breath and pressed my thighs together because I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about every time he had taken me during school.
“Wh-what are you doing?” I asked, voice trembling.
My birth control hadn’t taken full effect yet. I still had about four or five days until it did.
“This is what your horny, slutty cunt wanted, isn’t it?” Blaise growled, sinking his free hand between my thighs and cupping my pussy. “For me to be the same asshole that I’d always been,” he said, tracing his nose up the column of my neck, making me shiver. “So here the fuck I am.”
Pleasure raced to my core. “Wh-what are you talking about?”
“I read what you posted online last night,” he said into my ear, grinding himself against my ass. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and pressed me against the whiteboard even harder. “Every last fucking word of it, Vera.”
“You read my story?” I whispered, throat drying.
Blaise answered me by pushing my jeans and panties down to my knees. “Spread your fucking legs.”
And like the horny fucking slut I was, I spread my legs and arched my back, desperate for him to be inside me again, aching to be close again—because for the life of me, I couldn’t seem to tell him how I really felt about him.
“Fuck,” he grunted, sprawling a hand over my bare ass. He spanked, then groped a handful of it. He pressed himself harder against my ass, his dick bulging against the rough material. “Fucking buck your hips up and down, V.”
I gripped on to the whiteboard and nervously glanced toward the door. “I don’t know if—”
Instead of waiting for me, he forcefully gripped my hips and moved them up and down against his jeans, ruining them with my wetness. He pressed himself harder against me, letting me feel every inch of him through his pants.
Heat gushed between my legs. God, this couldn’t be happening right now.
“I’m going to fuck you.”
Noplease. Nocan I?No condom.
He undid the zipper on his jeans and pulled out his huge cock, slapping it against my wet pussy and teasing my clit with it. He pushed the head of it inside me, cursed under his breath, then slammed all of himself into me.
I placed a hand over my mouth and cried out into it as pleasure shot through my body.
“Tell me you’re a filthy whore,” he demanded, pounding into my pussy.
My pussy tightened around him, and I whimpered out, the mere thought of saying it aloud in the middle of an empty Redwood classroom making me actually feel like one.
He pulled back on my throat, his mouth against my ear. “Fucking say it.”
“I’m a filthy whore,” I whispered.
He sank himself deeper and deeper inside of me with every thrust. “Louder.”
“I’m a filthy whore,” I said, only a bit louder.
A low growl escaped his mouth. “I want you to fucking scream it, so everyone in this fucking school can hear you. That’s what a good whore would do, isn’t it? Scream so loud while her cunt gets filled?”
“I’m a …” The pressure rose in my core. “I’m a”—higher and higher. I was about to tip over the edge—“filthy …”
Blaise was shoving himself into me so hard that my mind became mush.
