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My hips hit the car with his every thrust. I’m face down, my cheek rubbing up and down the hood of the car at a pace that matches his rhythm.
Wrapping one brutal hand around my waist and the other around my throat, he pulls me up, angling my neck back so that I’m bent looking backwards at him.
The fingers on my waist trace down my stomach, part my pussy lips and flick my clit. I’m moaning, panting like a wild animal as he holds me in his grasp. It feels like he’s playing with every part of me, inside and out.
“Look at you.” He purrs in my ear. “You’re such a good little slut for me, baby. You love it when I string a tune on your clit. Admit it.”
“N-no.”
“Liar.”
He picks up his pace, truly fucking me now. My walls clamp down around him as I reach the peak, needing just a few more strokes to push me over.
He pulls out.
I scream out in frustration. He releases me and I fall limply against the car.
This is torture. I’m so sexually frustrated, I could cry. It feels like I’m seconds away from losing it if he doesn’t just let me come.
He flips me onto my back and yanks me by my legs so my ass hangs off the edge of the car. My center rubs against his cock as he rocks into me, teasing me.
“I said beg, Bellamy.”
“Please.” I whisper, looking away.
“What was that? I didn’t hear you.” He grabs my jaw and turns my face towards him. Confidence drips from his very pores as he speaks. “And look at me when you beg. I want to see those pretty eyes and that fuckable mouth when you submit to me.”
“Please.”
“Louder.”
“Please!” I shout, my voice raw.
His smirk is delighted and evil when I give in. “Good girl.”
He powers into me, pinches my clit and bites my nipple all at once and I hold onto him as I explode. My body spasms around him for what feels like minutes as I ride the intense wave back down to earth. He tenses above me and comes with a loud grunt before falling on top of me.
He stays rooted inside me as he whispers against my throat. “What are you doing to me?”
The question is rhetorical, so I don’t say anything.
???
For multiple reasons, detention is painful that following Wednesday.
First, Rogue isn’t here with me. He got an exemption for an event he had to go to with Rhys and Phoenix.
That meansI’m in the library, alone, where I have been for the past three hours stacking books with what feels like no end in sight.
It’s hard to admit that I miss Rogue's presence, but I do. Surprisingly, he’s been carrying an equal share of the workload this entire time. He doesn’t complain and works diligently next to me. We’ve made a lot of progress and will likely finish before our six weeks are up.
But while he’s helpful from a physical labor standpoint, that’s not the reason I miss him. I miss the way he makes me laugh with his sarcastic jokes and his dour, pessimistic view on life.
It’s weird going an entire session without him asking me a million questions and me having to resort to threats to get him to answer one. This is where I see him smile the most. His genuine smiles always catch me off guard, appearing out of nowhere and making it impossible for me not to smile back at him. If I saw myself in the mirror, I’m sure I’d have a stupid enamored look on my face.
I check my phone again and see I have zero texts.
Clearly, I’m the only one craving the other’s presence. I’ve got to get a grip. He’s busy and he’s thinking about other things. Plus, while he’s told me I’m ‘more than a quick fuck’, he never defined how exactly. At best, we’re still just friends with benefits and I’ve got to remember that.
