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“I didn’t know that.”
“No one does. He doesn’t talk about it. Ever. The only reason I know is because I’ve seen it firsthand.”
“Why didn’t you tell me before?”
“It’s not my story to tell, Lyns,” I say with conviction, and she nods her head in understanding.
“What are you going to do about Mason?” Lyndsey asks, changing the subject.
“We have agreed to keep it a secret for now.”
“For how long?”
“I don’t know.” I drop my head back with a sigh. “Maybe we will wait until after graduation. Once school is over, Logan’s reign of power ends, and we won’t be forced to deal with him on a daily basis anymore.”
“What about prom? Surely Mason isn’t going to be okay with you going with someone else.”
I let out a groan. Shit, I completely forgot about prom. I really have been hiding under a rock the last few weeks. Running my fingers through my hair, I tug at the strands in frustration. “No, I wouldn’t go with anyone else. I would go alone first. It will be fine. I will figure something out.”
Lyndsey shakes her head. “I have a bad feeling about this. Logan is going to find out. I know he will. Nothing gets past him.”
“He won’t find out,” I assure her, even though I’m not sure of that myself, especially after Lily caught Mason kissing me. I really hope he talked to her. “I know what I’m doing. Everything will be fine. I’ve got this under control.”
“I sure hope so.”
Yeah. Me too.
ChapterSeventeen
MASON
“Oh god, Mason, you feel so good,” Ava whispers into the surrounding darkness. I bury my face in her hair, letting out a groan as tingles creep down my spine, and picking up the pace, I thrust into her harder. The squelching sounds of my cock pumping into her dripping wet pussy, mingled with our heavy breathing, fill the small dark space of the janitor’s closet as I continue to pound into her against the door.
This is the third time we have snuck into the janitor’s closet to fuck this week. We are supposed to be on a bathroom break, but when Ava’s seductive eyes caught mine as she was handed the lavatory pass, I knew straight away what was going through that pretty little head of hers.
I hightailed it out of that classroom so fast, I barely had the lavatory pass in my hand before I was running out the door.
Ava’s walls tighten around me as she lets out a moan, and feeling my balls draw up, I slow the pace to hold off my release. Fuck, I want her to come on my dick so bad. Even though I buried my face between her legs and had her trembling on my tongue before we got started. I want her to orgasm when I’m inside her. I want to know what it feels like when she comes undone, and I’m not giving up until it happens.
Her legs tighten around my waist, and I squeeze her butt cheeks, feeling pleasure build in my groin, the muscles in my body straining as I fight to hold off for as long as I can.
“Come for me, baby,” she whispers in my ear.
Her words are my undoing. She doesn’t call me baby very often, but when she does—fuck does it do things to me.
Pleasure shoots up my thighs and gripping on to her tighter, I bury myself to the hilt, and I release my seed deep inside her—muffling the sounds of my strangled cry into the curve of her neck.
She places light kisses on my cheek as I come down, then detaches her legs from around my waist and slides down my body. I grab some paper towels off the shelf and hand them to her. She cleans herself up, and as I’m tucking myself back in, we hear the lunch bell ring out behind the door.
“Shit, we have to get out of here before everyone leaves class,” she hisses, pulling her skirt back down and throwing the paper towels into the trash.
“Wait, not so fast, Flower.” I pull her toward me and plant a searing kiss on her luscious lips.
She pulls back breathless. “Mason, we have to go.”
“We could just stay in here,” I suggest, and she giggles.
“As appealing as that sounds, I’m about to pass out from starvation. Are you going to the cafeteria?”
