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Xi turns away, opening a metal locker. I press my hands to the desk, ready to jump off. His back is still to me when he calmly says, “Don’t even think about it.”
I stop short, not liking how easily I let him tell me what to do and yet still do it anyway. He finally walks back with a red pouch that has a white cross on it. I read the thick writing on it.
“First aid kit?” I wonder out loud. He puts it on the desk, opens it, and takes out a few supplies before kneeling before me. I watch with wide eyes as he wipes my knee with a disinfecting wipe. “What are you…”
But it’s so clear what he’s doing. He’s losing his mind over a tiny cut.
One. Silly. Tiny. Cut.
His hands slide under my skirt, and he lowers my tights until they bunch around my ankles. He removes my sneakers, rids me of the tights completely, and grabs something else from the kit.
He tears open a band-aid and sticks it on my knee. It’s the big, square, flesh-colored kind as if I’d truly injured myself.
He drops a kiss on the band-aid and finally looks up at me. Still on his knees, he finally says, “You were saying?”
I struggle to drag a breath in. His head is right between my thighs, and I’m wearing my uniform skirt. I have no doubt he has a nice view of the pink underwear that matches my bra. Despite that, I don’t want to hide or pull away. If anything, I want to press against his lips and feed the insatiable hunger that takes over me when he’s around.
“Alex?” he insists, deadpan, but I see the playfulness in his stare. He knows exactly what he’s doing.
“Are you part of a gang?” I spill out, not trusting what else would come out. “Did you threaten Harper? She was nice to me. She’s scared of you. What did you do?” My thoughts are mumbled, and my questions unclear, but I think I got my point across.
A chuckle escapes him. “Overthinking is your thing, isn’t it?”
“And yours is avoiding topics you don’t want to discuss.”
“You’re observant,” he says softly as he drops a kiss on my inner thigh. “It’s very annoying.”
“Xi,” I sigh. “Just answer my question.Questions.Just answer.”
Slowly, he trails his mouth up my thigh, his head now practically under my skirt. My hands move to hold the edge of the desk, but I stand my ground. “Just answer me.”
He brings his hand under my skirt and slowly pushes my panties to the side, holding it there. He looks up at me, and his tongue runs against his two front teeth. “I’m not part of a gang. Now lay back and put your feet on the edge.”
“And Harper? Did you hurt her? Threaten her? I don’t want you doing this for me.”
“I didn’t like her attitude toward you. I’m glad it’s fixed.”
“What did you do to her? She’s terrified. You can’t do this. That’s not how it works.” I struggle to breathe, my question a pant more than anything else.
“To her? Nothing. But God knows she has many cars I can keep setting on fire if she makes you feel uncomfortable again. I’m on two.”
“Xi,” I sigh as his thumb grazes my clit. God, it’s so hard to be stern when all I want right now is to feel his tongue against my skin. “You can’t do this. It’s…”
“Alexandra,” he growls between my legs. His breath caresses me, lighting up my entire body. “I do whatever the fuck I wantforyou. And I do whatever the fuck I wanttoyou. Now be a good girl, lay back, and put your feet on the edge of this desk.”
“We…we can’t do this. Dickie could—” A whimper cuts me off as he presses his thumb against my wet entrance.
“Do as I say, Alexandra.”
My head swims with need as I let myself fall back against the desk and put my feet on the edge. Have I really got that little fight in me?
His tongue is on me the next second. It pushes inside me, licking my wetness before bringing it all the way to my clit. I’m spread open for him, and he eats me like a feast.
I must bring my hand to my mouth to muffle my moans as his tongue strokes me over and over again. He doesn’t relent, doesn’t slow down. I wonder if he even breathes at any point. I’m so wet I can feel it trickling down between my ass cheeks, and my face flames.
No matter how ashamed I feel, I don’t stop it. I can’t. It feels too good. I come for him so hard my legs shut, and I capture his face between my thighs. He presses hard against me before pulling my legs apart and standing up.
He seems utterly satisfied as he looks down at the mess I am. Splayed on the desk, panting. I must look ridiculous like this.
