Page 17 of Force of Gravity


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“The whole world knows who I’ve slept with. You think I would care if my hypothetical sister knew?”

“Fair point. But it’s different for girls. And you know how Brennon can be.”

“What’ll you do for me?” I lean forward, resting my elbows on the desk in front of me, a wicked smile pulling at the corners of my mouth.

“Excuse me?” She swallows hard.

“In exchange for me not telling Brennon about your little fuck fest with one of his friends, what will you do for me?”

“You’re joking, right?” Her cheeks flush, the color on full display with the way she has her hair pulled back in a loose ponytail.

“Do I look like I’m joking?” My smile widens.

“That depends on what you’re asking me for.” She swallows again and I can’t stop my gaze from sliding down to her slender neck before going back up to her face.

“I’m going to have to think about that.” I drag my teeth along my bottom lip.

My attention is briefly pulled to the front of the room when the professor steps inside, dropping his briefcase on his desk with a loud thud. When I look back at Barlow, her gaze is still locked on me.

“I’m not sucking your dick or anything if that’s what you’re implying. You can go ahead and tell Brennon everything if that’s the case,” she hisses in a loud whisper.

I cover my mouth with my hand to stifle the laugh that threatens to erupt. I shift forward, waiting until the professor begins the lesson before turning back to Barlow, whose attention is directed toward the front of the room.

“Relax, you wouldn’t be able to handle what I’m packing.” I lean closer and whisper, “But just so we’re clear, I’m not asking for any sexual favors. I have plenty of women willing to take care of me in that department.”

“So you’ve proven over the years,” she grumbles back, her eyes still on the professor.

“Don’t worry, I promise to be creative.”

This has her gaze once again on me.

I straighten my posture and hold my hands up, as if to call a truce for now, stifling the laugh that tickles the back of my throat.

“Me and my big mouth,” she mutters under her breath just loud enough that I can hear her as she once again turns her attention forward.

“You want to do what with your big mouth?”

Even though she tries to act like she didn’t hear me, she can’t hide the way the color from her cheeks slowly starts to spread down her neck.

Fuck, what I wouldn’t give to turn her skin that color with my mouth. I imagine biting and sucking my way down, eventually reaching the peak of her small, perky tits.

My groin tightens at the thought and I have to quickly direct my attention back to the lecture before I’m sporting full on wood in the middle of English class. It does the trick and slowly I can feel the blood start to retreat as I soften.

Five minutes ago, all I wanted was a distraction and Barlow has definitely given me that. I can’t think about anything but what she told me about her and Wesley. Try as I may, I can’t shake the thought of him fucking her while Brennon and I slept in the next room over.

I can understand how I missed it, but Brennon?

She has everyone so convinced that she’s this innocent little thing that’s all mouth. So much so that she was sleeping with one of our buddies right under our noses, and neither Brennon nor I suspected a god damn thing.

Guess it just goes to show there’s a lot more to little Miss Barlow Ross than meets the eye. And for some reason this excites me a hell of a lot more than it should.

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