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“Yeah,” he said, like it didn’t matter to him. “Come on. I got your journal in my bedroom.”
Lingering by the stairs, I arched a brow at him. “Itwouldbe in your bedroom.”
“Gotta jerk off to it somewhere, Sunshine.”
ChapterSixteen
VERA
When we reached Blaise’s room, I stopped at the door and swallowed hard. I hadn’t been inside here since I had been a child, and now … we were alone in this big house, and my body-betraying syndrome was acting up again.
“You coming?” he asked, standing inside his room with his brow arched.
After taking a deep breath, I stepped into the room and looked around. His room wasn’t anything like I remembered it. In place of his toy cars and action figures were a shit-ton of posters and black furniture that reminded me of a cross between angsty teen skater-boy and a billion dollars. He had two skateboards thrown onto a black leather couch with red and white stickers on the bottom of the boards.
I left the door open a few inches behind me and walked farther into the room, spotting my notebook on his desk and hurrying over to it. “For once in your freaking life, can you stop stealing my journal?” I asked, snatching the notebook and opening the pages to make sure he hadn’t torn any out. When I was certain, I placed it on his desk. “Why didn’t you give it back during History?”
“Because I wanted to stroke one out between classes today.”
While a small giggle bubbled in the pit of my stomach, I scrunched my nose and forced myself to groan. “Ew.” But honestly, the thought of Blaise Harleen, Redwood’s certified bad boy, getting off to my writing made me feel some type of way.
Blaise sat on the bed, leaning back on his arms posted on the mattress behind him, his muscles flexing against his black hoodie I tore my gaze away from him, the heat rising in my core.
Don’t even think about fucking him. Don’t even think about fucking him.
He gently brushed his knuckles against mine, then grabbed my hand and pulled me onto the bed with him. I nearly toppled over into his lap, but he skillfully maneuvered my body so I straddled his waist, as if he had done that with other women countless times.
And I’d bet he had too.
When he dipped his head to kiss my neck, I moaned softly and curled my fingers against his chest. “Blaise, we can’t,” I whispered, but my words were barely audible, and my panties were already soaked at the thought of him being inside me again.
Blaise answered me by moving his hands up and down my body, touching and groping and kneading every curve on me. He latched his mouth on to my neck and sucked gently, his slight hum making me clench even harder.
“I mean it, Blaise. No sex tonight.”
“Oh, come on, Sunshine,” he murmured against the crook of my neck. He slipped his fingers under the waistband of my pants and cupped my pussy through my underwear. “These panties are already ruined for me.”
“Blaise,” I whispered, closing my eyes for a moment and enjoying the way he touched me. I had never been touched by anyone before him, and I was quickly becoming addicted to the way his fingers moved skillfully around my body. “We can’t have sex tonight, okay?”
“And why’s that? Hmm?”
God, it took everything inside of me to move off him.
But I gathered up all the strength I had left and moved off the bed. He tilted his head up at me, as if he actually wasn’t going to push me any further, unlike the way he had during school both times.
I gnawed on the inside of my cheek and shifted uncomfortably from foot to foot. “Because, Blaise, why can’t you drop it? It’s none of your business anyway. It’s a private matter and—”
“Did you just start your period or something?”
“No!”
He moved closer. “Because I don’t give a shit. I’ll still fuck you.”
“Ew, gross,” I started, scrunching my nose and staring up at him.
“It’s not that gross. It’s natural.”
Crossing my arms, I hummed to myself and hoped that he would drop it. But of course, that annoying asshole had to keep stepping closer and closer to me, and my BBS was about to kick in.
