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It’s weird. I haven’t seen Kayla since fight night, and her tone when I spoke with her was strange. Dario is the only one, I guess, not distancing himself from me, but then again, he’s stuck at my house. He’s out of bed and moving around, but he’s still in pain and won’t attend school until he’s healed. He could go home, but he has chosen to stay with me. Apollo and Atticus have taken a massive liking to him. Augustus wants nothing to do with him at all. Having all three boys in my bed for a couple of days was nice. They all made me feel safe, and now it’s like pieces to the puzzle are missing.
I’m not sure why Spade is distancing himself. Jameson, I expect that type of behavior from. We barely tolerate each other, and right now, it’s me staying away from him. He texts me all the time and shows up at my house, demanding me to do shit and not to do shit. I don’t know who he thinks he is half the time. But the other half turns me the fuck on. I must be getting my period, and that would explain why I’m so fucking emotional.
I’m studying again in the library for another chemistry test this week. I could go to my dorm, but Jameson will find me there. He doesn’t know about my secret hideout in the library.Ugh. I cannot focus on studying; I should go to my room tosee Kayla, catch up, order some takeout, and smoke a joint with my bestie. Then I’ll text Jameson to take me home. Yeah, that sounds like a good plan.
I grab my books and supplies, toss them in my bag, and head for the library door. Pushing it open, I slam into a rigid body and nearly lose my footing. Looking up, my eyes lock with piercing blue ones.Jameson. At least it wasn’t the demonic twins.
“Found you, Princess. So this is where you hide, hm?” He taunts with a sinister smile on his beautiful face.I just want to throat-punch him.
“Oh no, the big bad wolf found me, what will I ever do?” I mock, raising my hands to my face in a shocked expression. He pushes me against the now-closed door, wrapping his hand around my throat. His lips were a breath away from mine. His scent makes me quiver.Mint and weed.
“Oh, you thought you could hide from the big bad wolf, huh Princess?” He sweeps his tongue over my lips. Tasting me.The memories of his cock deep inside me have my cunt throbbing for a repeat. But that bitch needs to settle the fuck down.
“Awe, did you miss me, Jamie?” I taunt, pressing into him to see if he will let me go, but he pushes harder into me. His thick cock pressed against my stomach. He shakes his head, squeezing the hand around my throat tighter.
“What did I tell you about this mouth, Princess, Hmm. It’s going to get you killed.” He shakes my head into the door lightly. It’s like he’s trying to talk himself out of not hurting me.That’s new.
“What is it that you want Jameson? I was on the way to my dorm to catch up with Kayla. I intended to text you to take me home, but here you are.” I am losing my patience with this cat-and-mouse game with him. Usually, it turns me on, and I love to taunt him, but seriously, I must be getting my period because I don’t have the patience to deal with him.
“Come with me.” He lets go of my throat, grabs my bag, throws it over his shoulder, and takes my hand, leading me away from the library. We walk down the long deserted hallway to the stairwell. He pushes open the door, and we climb up the stairs for two floors until we reach a landing. He puts my bag down and turns to me.
“Sit right there.” He points to the landing edge. I quirk a brow at him. He shakes his head as if I asked him a question, which I clearly didn’t.
“Do as you’re told, Princess and you shall be rewarded. Trust me, you will like this,” he smirked, biting his bottom lip. I huff and sit my ass on the landing. He steps down about four steps and leans between my legs. He grabs my hips, pulling me further to the edge and opening my legs. He leans into me, licking up my thighs. One thick thigh at a time. I lean back on my elbows and watch the show. If he wants to eat my pussy, who am I to deny him such a treat? He slides my panties to the side, rubbing his nose against my slit. He growls.
“I’ve waited two weeks; I’ve watched you prance around purposely getting my dick hard any chance you got, so I am taking what is mine,” His growls vibrate my lips and he bites them.
“Mm, you smell different, Princess.” I smack my thighs closed against his head.I hope it fucking hurt dickbag.
“What the fuck is that supposed to mean? Get the fuck off me,” I say through gritted teeth. Now he’s pissed me off as per usual. I swear the only time we can be nice is when he’s inside of me, and even then, it’s still iffy and intense as fuck.
“Jesus Christ, shut the fuck up. Let me fucking finish.” He wrenches my legs open and licks from cunt to clit. I refuse to moan, and he looks at me. He doesn’t deserve any sound from me until he finishes his statement.
“Fucking brat, what I meant wasn’t in a bad way.” He licks again. Sucking my clit into his mouth, growling deep in his throat. Making my pussy vibrate with need. I bite my lip because his answer isn’t good enough. You never tell a girl she smells, especially down there. We are all self-conscious about that; how doesn’t he not know that? He sucks my clit harder, and I pierce my lip, tasting copper on my tongue. He stops.
“Did you just bite your lip until it bled?” Stunned, I lie and shake my head.
“Don’t fucking lie to me; I can smell it, just like I can smell your period is about to come. I bet you if I fucked this tight cunt, it would bleed all over my cock. That’s what I meant by what I said, you fucking brat.” He shakes his head, smacking my pussy and sucking my clit into his mouth. I moan because fuck his mouth feels so good when it’s not spewing bullshit. I grab his blonde hair, pulling it, grinding onto his face hard, but he smacks my hand away, looking up at me.
“Did I fucking say you can touch me? Do I need to restrain you every time we do this dance, or can you keep your hands to yourself? God, I want to carve you up for being such a fucking brat.” Shaking his head, he stuns me by kissing me and sucking my bleeding bottom lip.
“Mm, sugarplums and forbidden fruit, my new favorite flavor.” He does it again, biting it harder, opening the cut so it will bleed even more. The mixture of pleasure and pain only intensifies when he slides two fingers inside me.
“Fuck, you’re soaked Princess. For me?” he groans. I nod, but he isn’t having it.
“Words, I need your words,” he commands.
“Yes, Jamie. I’m soaked and needy for you,” I whine.God, his fingers are delectable. Tortuous and drenched.I look down and see red.He was right. He was fucking right.
The smile on his face is almost frightening, and when he sticks both of his red fingers into his mouth, he sucks them clean. Something feral snaps inside him. His eyes are blown, and the color of them is almost white.He’s gorgeous. Then he disappears under my skirt, shoving his tongue into my cunt.
“Fuck, Jamie. You’re going to make me cum.” He growls deep into my core, causing me to moan and rock against his tongue. He doesn’t stop me because I’m not touching him. I continue this tortuous pace rubbing circles on my clit as he devours me. He laps up my arousal and spits it on my puckered hole, rubbing it in, then slides the tip of his thumb inside, which has me bowing off the ledge.
“Jamie, you keep doing that and I’m going to cum all over your face and we both know the mess I make, it will look like a murder scene,” I pant. He doesn’t let up. He smacks my hand off my clit and–
“Hh-help mm-meeeee,” we hear a scream in the stairwell. We both stop.
“Did that come from above or below us?”
