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Because we both knew I needed to drink his seed. I needed to feel hot jets of his cum in the back of my throat, and I needed to see his face when he fucked my mouth. When he claimed me as his and marked me with his scent.

“Fuck, yes,” he moaned and tightened the belt. “Just like that.”

My head was stuck in place, and he moved his hips, pulling back and thrusting forward. I gagged but could get no air, so I was forced to relax and let him jam his cock deep beyond the point of reflexive convulsion. He fucked me slowly, deliberately, leaving me suspended there on the painfully curled balls of my feet, clinging to his thighs and being used like nothing more than a fuck doll.

I understood the power dynamic that added an extra layer. That I was an Upper, his superior according to our society, and he was a Lower. The expendable class, worth nothing but the labor they could provide.

And he was using me as much as I was using him.

And fuck, I loved it. I loved giving up my freedom and giving him control of my very ability to draw air into my lungs.

I trusted him. I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. At least he wouldn’t hurt me any more than I could handle.

We carried on like that for a few more strokes, and I could tell he was getting close. I took the chance to let go of his thigh and grip his shaft with one hand and cup his balls with another. He grunted and sped up, drool and pre-cum lubricating my lips and making a wet slapping noise as he fucked my face.

At last, I felt him stiffen. His entire body went tense, and the belt tightened enough around my neck that I couldn’t catch a breath.

But I didn’t complain. As the light darkened in the edges of my vision, pleasure bloomed between my legs, and I throbbed hard as he pulsed his hot seed down the back of my throat. I cried out against his dick as he went deeper than before, the pleasure of being completely owned flooding my body as much as his thick load flooded my mouth.

“Fuck, yes,” he exhaled with a deep growl. He ground his hips slowly as I drank the last of him. “Good girl. You’re the best little cock sucker for your Lower, aren’t you?”

I nodded and murmured yes.

“Good little cock sucker, my Upper whore,” he went on. The belt loosened as he relaxed. “Fuck, kitten, I needed that. It’s been too long since the night of—”

I froze and looked up at him. He dropped the belt and pulled out. He reached down and helped me to my feet. Before I could stand, he swept me into his arms and carried me to my bed.

I wanted to ask him if he meant the night of the accident, but before I could ask him anything, he pulled my skirt off my body and dove between my thighs with his hungry tongue.

And everything was forgotten once again.

CHAPTER14

We layin each other’s arms on my bed after we satiated each other’s hunger. The taste of our mingled flavors was still strong on my tongue, and part of me thought about pulling him over to plunge his massive cock into my yearning heat, but I didn’t know if we’d done it before or not.

I could remember sex as an abstract concept, and I was certain I’d had sex, but details were trapped in the fog. I was too shy to push it with him, in case we hadn’t gone there yet, and I looked like a sex-crazed insane person.

I was lazily tracing my finger along his chest while listening to him talk about his martial arts class when I heard sounds out in the hall.

Luke tensed up and asked, “Is that Victoria?”

His voice was strained, and I realized we should be concerned. But I wasn’t exactly sure of the reason why. Fuck, this fog in my head numbed me to too many things; it was starting to get in the way living a normal life, and I couldn’t stand it. I wanted to fight it, to tear it down like spiderwebs across a forest trail.

“I think it is,” I replied in a hushed tone. “Is there a problem if she finds us?”

He looked startled and furrowed his brow. “You can’t be serious. There would be more than a problem if they caught you were a Lower. For one, I’d be expelled. And you would probably lose your engagement to Alexander.”

“I don’t care about that,” I replied. “He’s so awful. He’s a bully who thinks his money lets him get away with anything.”

“The problem is that his money does let him do what he wants,” Luke replied quietly. “If he found out about this, neither one of us would be safe.”

I wanted to challenge him, but there wasn’t time. Victoria’s voice called out, “Oh Willow, where are you?” from the hall.

“Fuck,” he exclaimed. “Shit!”

He leaped from my bed and gathered up all his things. He rushed to my bathroom while I followed him, desperately trying to think of a cover story. He began to pull his clothes back on, and I said, “You can’t be in here at all. It’s obvious we just hooked up.”

“Where can I go?” he asked, his eyes cycling around my room, looking for a hiding place. “We’re trapped.”

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