Page 66 of Losers, Part II


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Our gazes clashed. Hers blazing with want, need.Demandingmore from me — but also offering me an escape, opening the door to a haven I hadn’t known existed.

“You want me to kneel?” I said.

“Now.” Her voice carried the same unshakeable confidence I’d heard from her for so many years. The voice filled with derision that allowed her to walk through the halls of Wickeston High with her chin up, not fearing a single soul. Immoveable in her authority.

This was new, indeed. I didn’t know what to make of it, only that I liked it and it made my scattered brain suddenly zero in on one thing and one thing only: her.

I got out of the bed and dropped to my knees in the grass, right at the edge of the tailgate. It was slightly damp, soft as my knees pressed into it. That put her spread legs at eye level, and I salivated. Visions of burying my head beneath her skirt and inhaling the perfect scent of her pussy filled my brain. I looked up at her — those dilated green eyes, that beautifully sadistic smile — fuck, when had this side of her appeared? Maybe it had always been there, maybe we’d all sensed it and it had needed a little time to make its first appearance.

She trailed her finger along her thigh, bright blue acrylics hooking beneath the hem of her skirt as she pulled it up. It was a fucking tease as she spread her legs a little wider, her panties barely covering her.

“Don’t get used to being in charge,” I said. “I’m giving you a pass this time.”

She tweaked up one perfect eyebrow, giving me a smirk that made me want to ravage her. Her thighs quivered, her breath shuddered. I was so hard, I could split her in half.

“Keep telling yourself that,” she said. “Make yourself useful while you’re down there. Go on. Lick it.”

“With fucking pleasure.”

I tugged her panties to the side, closing my mouth over her. She was already wet, slick beneath my tongue when I probed into her.

“Stop.”

I jerked upright. Her command was forceful, but the way she was looking at me — her cheeks were pink, her lips parted, her breath coming in short gasps.

She’d loved it, but she still made me stop. She was flexing her power to make me obey.

I gripped her thighs, jerking her toward me with a snarl. Her hand snapped out, grabbing my face and holding my gaze upward. Damn, those claws were sharp.

“Don’t you growl at me,” she said in that same stunningly forceful tone.Goddamn, that was sexy. “Behave.”

Desperately, I disentangled one arm to tug open my jeans, giving my cock room to stretch. No one had better come along this road because they were going to get a real show if they did.

“Go ahead,” she said. “Start again.”

I groaned as I ate her. She was so heavenly I never wanted to stop; I wanted to hold her there beneath my tongue until she writhed. She grasped my head, urging me on as she held me there. I stroked myself, flinching with pleasure when she laughed.

“Did I tell you that you could touch yourself?” she said. That little fuckingbrat.

I kept stroking to see if she’d dare tell me to stop, flicking my tongue over her clit until her legs were shaking in my hold.

“Mm, so youknowyou’re being disobedient then,” she said, pushing herself up a little straighter so she could tip my head back, forcing my mouth off of her. I ran my tongue over my lips, licking up the exquisite taste of her. But I saw her quiver. Her longing for me to keep going was obvious, despite her bravado to make me obey.

I said, “You’re such a fucking slut. You know you want more.”

“And you like sluts, don’t you, filthy boy?”

Maybe it was some fucked-up trauma response, but humiliation, shame, pain — it all got me hard. The rest of me could be swimming in embarrassment, drenched in anger, and my cock would still rise to the occasion. That was why Manson could work me so well; he thrived on degradation. He could say things to me that I’d beat anyone else down for, but from his lips, they were erotic, irresistible.

Now, I felt the same thing over her dirty words.

“Goddamn, girl, keep talking like that,” I said, looking up at her from between her legs. “You’ll make me cum if you keep that up.”

I wanted to sink into that heavenly cunt and pound her until she screamed. She spread her legs a little wider, but kept my head tipped back as she said, “Oh yeah? You like it when I talk down to you?” She laughed, the sound tingling over my spine. “What a fucking freak you are, getting off from having a girl humiliate you. Pathetic.”

I broke out of her hold, closing my mouth over her and eating that pussy like it was my last meal. She gasped, her protests dying in her throat as pleasure washed over her.

“Fuck, Lucas.” Her words shook, but she still managed to sneer at me. “Do you like how that tastes?” I nodded against her, not letting up for even a second. The more turned on she was, the better she tasted. “Want more? Do you want to fuck me?”

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