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“I really do. Looks really good on you.”
I stifle a moan when a sharp pain nips on my clit.
“You know, I never got your full name or where you’re from. I only know you as Logan from school,” I add a flirtatious giggle at the end, knowing I’ve gotten under Saint’s skin.
“Keep it up, and you’ll find out on the bulletin board at school tomorrow under MISSING STUDENT,” Saint warns, his tone deadly and low enough for only me to hear.
I clear my throat as Logan begins to answer, but Saint cuts him off.
“No Georgina tonight, Christy?” he asks as if interested. “Maybe I’ll give her a call later.”
The bastard went there!
As forcefully and discreetly as I can, I bat his hand away from my pussy, fixing my dress back into place, and stand before he can see the hurt in my eyes.
“I can text her to come over if you guys wanna have drinks later?” Christy asks excitedly.
I don’t hear his reply as I excuse myself and rush to the bathroom upstairs to cry in peace.
Head lowered, I stand, resting my hands against the sink.
Okay, fine. I’ll admit that I started that, but if he wants Georgina so fucking badly, then why doesn’t he just have her and quit saying things like I belong to him?
The door suddenly swings open, making me jump.
“You can’t be in here,” I whisper hiss to Saint.
His blue eyes flick to mine in the reflection of the mirror, full of fire and heat that knocks me off balance.
“I’m not going anywhere.”
My shoulders shrug nonchalantly, but my voice is unconvincing.
“Do what you want. You always do.”
“Good.” He rushes into me, his breath in my ear and his hand gripping my throat from behind. “Because I’m here to finish what I started.”
“Saint,” I choke out when he grips me tighter.
He leans down, his hand dipping into the v-line of my dress, squeezing my bare breast.
“I know it’s on the tip of your tongue to tell me to get the fuck out and leave you alone. But deep down, that’s not what you want. You know it, and I know it.”
My lips pressed tightly together to stop myself from moaning when he pinches my erect nipple hard. The way he knows I like it.
“What are you doing?” I pant, worried that someone could come up here and catch us. He doesn’t seem to give a shit.
Releasing my breast, his fingers snake under my dress, pulling my thong aside that’s soaked from arousal.
“You need a reminder.” He rocks his hips into my ass, letting me know how hard he is.
“Of what?”
Ever so slowly, he dips his fingers in and out of my pussy, and I release the moan I was holding.
“A reminder of who you belong to.”
My head tilts up to meet him.
