Page 14 of Tricking Mr. Scott


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I smirk as he growls in frustration, crushing his lips into mine for a second time.

“Yes, I’m yours.”

“Thank fuck.” He nibbles and bites at my lips until I open for him.

I thread my fingers through his hair, tugging his head back and deepening our kiss. Shockwaves of pleasure go through my body as I lift my hips slightly, grinding myself on him.

“I need to be inside you, baby.” Wylder drops his forehead to mine, thrusting his cock against my dampened center.

“Now?” I squeak, my mind finally registering that we’re at a party full of almost a hundred students.

It was bad enough that they all witnessed him carrying me up the stairs, but I doubt they would mistake my screams as anything else.

“Yes, now,” he growls as he pulls my panties to the side before thrusting two fingers into my pussy. “Before I go insane.”

My walls clench around his fingers as he pumps in and out a few times before spinning around and dropping me on a bed.

“Thank God the first room I found had a bed,” he murmurs.

My giggle quickly changes to a moan as he licks me from back to front, sucking my clit into his mouth.

“I should take my time with you, but I can’t seem to get a handle on the animal inside me. He craves the feeling of your pussy wrapped around me, milking my balls dry.”

My eyes focus on his cock as he leans back, freeing himself from his pants and giving it a few quick strokes before guiding it between my legs.

“Yes,” I moan, widening my legs as he thrusts forward.

My back arches off the bed as I claw at his back with my nails, attempting to bring us closer together. We nip and suck at each other's flesh like two animals in heat, marking each other, ensuring there will be no mistake about what happened up here.

Wylder growls as he grips my rear, flipping us around so my head is hanging off the edge of the bed.

“This pussy belongs to me,” he growls, throwing my legs over one shoulder and continuing to pounding into me with reckless abandonment.

“I’m so close,” I moan, ready to explode at any moment.

My walls tighten even harder around his cock as I tumble over the edge.

“I love you, Blaire,” Wylder says with reverence as the warmth of his cum fills me, coating my walls with his seed.

“I love you too,” I whisper as he lifts my body, cradling me in his arms like I’m the most precious gift he’s ever received.

I could never have imagined when Delilah begged me to go to that party that I’d learn a valuable lesson: never trick Mr. Scott. Thank goodness we were able to take my small “trick” and turn it into a treat, leading me to the man I can’t imagine spending my life without.

epilogue

ONE YEAR LATER

WYLDER

“This was a bad fucking idea,” I grumble as I lay my head back on the seat and close my eyes.

I said the same thing a little more than a year ago when Blaire jumped into my arms, squealing, as she let me know she was accepted to the best PhD art history program in the nation.

I was excited for her, but miserable for me. I had another year left on my teaching contract, meaning we’d spending at least that much time apart: two different houses, time zones, and lives. I’ve known couples who’ve been together for twice as long and broken up for half as much. I refuse to let that happen to us.

Instead of continuing to live my life without her, I quit my job, packed up my entire life, and headed to the other side of the country to start over. This is the most impulsive thing I’ve ever done in my life. Most people would be terrified, afraid to take a leap of faith without a promise of forever, but I’m willing to take that chance.

Especially because Blaire has no idea.

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