Page 50 of Dead and Buried


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I bend down to pull a pencil out of my bag and the movement of Viv crossing her ankles draws my attention. I never would have looked otherwise. I’m not a perv. From this angle, though, I can see straight up her skirt where her knees are slightly parted. I sit up without even bothering to grab a pencil, but I do grab something else.

Standing from my seat, I round the table and wrap my hand around her wrist, tugging her down through the stacks of books until I find an empty office. She showed up to our tutoring session without any panties on. I close and lock the door of the room before turning on her. “Are you trying to drive me fucking crazy?” I demand, pacing back and forth, trying to regain my self-control.

“No?” she says slowly, like she’s confused.

Like she didn’t show up at our tutoring session with a short skirt and no panties just to tempt me. If she wants it that bad, I’ll fucking give it to her. I’m on her in the next moment, pressing my lips against hers and cupping her ass under her skirt. She moans into my mouth, kissing me back with just as much passion.

I pull back to lift her up and set her at the end of the dusty desk sitting in the middle of the room and stand between her legs. “Do you realize how often I fantasize about how good it would feel to push myself into your pussy?” I demand. She shakes her head in answer. “Every night when I lie in bed and touch myself while thinking of you. Fuck. I’ve wanted you since the moment I first saw you.”

She gasps when my hard cock rubs against her through my jeans,just like it did over a week ago when we made out in her dorm room. “What’s stopping you?”

In that moment, I can’t think of a single thing getting in my way. Slipping the condom I grabbed from my bag out of my pocket, I unbutton my jeans. The process of pulling my cock from my jeans and sliding the condom on is almost second nature. Viv’s legs clench around me as I line up with her entrance. Her heels press into my ass, urging me forward.

Gripping her hips, I slam into her in one hard thrust and instantly curse as she clenches so tightly around me that it hurts. A pained whimper leaves her as she bites her bottom lip and tears spring to her eyes. “Ow. I thought maybe people were being dramatic when they say your first time hurts.”

My mouth goes suddenly dry. Did she just say that this was her first time? I must have heard her wrong. I remember her telling us she’d slept with a lot of guys at the sleepover. “Viv, you’ve done this before, right?” I ask, tilting her face up so she’s looking at me. Her head shakes. “Please tell me I did not just take your virginity like that.”

Her lips roll in and she looks down. “I can’t tell you that,” she says softly.

“Why the hell did you tell us you’ve had sex with twenty-five to thirty-five guys? Jesus Christ, Viv, I would have been a lot more gentle if I’d known. I’m so sorry. I’m sorry,” I murmur. Z’s going to fucking kill me when he finds out.

I pull her into my chest, holding her tightly. Her hips move and she groans, “Oh, that felt good.” Her voice goes breathy, and she shifts her hips again.

I groan right along with her. “Are you sure you still want to do this? We can stop if you want,” I tell her, forcing my spine to go stiff so I don’t move.

She leans back on her hands and shakes her head. “No. It hurt for a bit, but it’s not so bad now. Make me feel good,” she begs.

I can’t even consider denying her. I grab her thigh, hitching it higher on my waist and moving slowly at first until her face relaxes and all that’s there is pleasure. She’s so fucking tight I don’t think I’ll last very long. I imagined our first time together making her comeon my cock over and over again before I finally let myself finish, but she feels too damn good.

Rolling my hips to hit her G-spot on each thrust, I press my thumb to her clit and rub it in firm circles. Her thighs tremble as she gets closer and closer. Suddenly, she tenses up. “Sloane, I forgot to tell you… Oh fuck!” Her eyes roll back and her whole body shakes.

Her pussy clamps down on my cock so hard I can barely move, and then—holy fuck. I completely forgot she could do this after I ribbed Z about it. I’m completely drenched. From my belly button down to my jeans, I’m soaking wet. That realization and the sensation of her pussy pulsing with the pleasure I gave her sends me over the edge. “Viv,” I groan her name as I come so hard I think I might pass out.

I pull out of her slowly when I can think again. She hisses and I curse at the amount of blood there is smeared on her thighs and all over me. I realize we didn’t bring anything with us and start to panic. I spot a dusty box of tissues and shake a few out before cleaning her up as best I can.

Once I’ve got most of the blood off of her, I clean myself up, not caring that I’ve got her cum all over me. It actually makes me feel proud. Like she’s marked me as hers. I want everyone to see it and know she’s the only girl I want. Fuck, I want to be like Z and leave hickeys all over her to mark where I’ve been.

That thought makes my stomach turn. I just had sex with one of my best friends’ girl. I took her virginity. Holy shit. I just took Z’s girlfriend’s virginity. I’m a horrible friend. How will I ever be able to look him in the eye knowing I just made love to her and now I can’t stop myself from wanting to do it again?

“What did you mean earlier?” Viv asks, her voice a little raspy.

“When?” I ask, since I said a lot of things earlier.

Viv pushes herself up to sit on the edge of the desk. “When you said I told you guys I had sex with a bunch of guys.”

I step toward her, letting my hands cup the sides of her thighs. “You told us your body count was more than twenty-five and less than thirty-five.”

Her brow furrows. “What does the number of people I’ve killed have to do with having sex?” she asks, genuinely confused.

“Holy shit,” I mutter, looking up at the ceiling and praying for someone to smite me before I lose my mind. “I was asking how many people you’ve had sex with. That’s what I meant.”

“So you, Cain, and Nox thought I’d slept with that many people when I’d really killed them?”

I pause. “Wait, so Zane knows that’s what you meant?”

She nods. “Of course. We put losing my virginity on the list. He didn’t want to hurt me, and… Oh, shit. I forgot about that.” She winces.

“Forgot about what?” I ask her.

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