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The sounds of our bodies echoed throughout the restroom, and I was a screaming mess for anyone walking by when I came for a second time. If anyone had knocked on the door, I hadn’t heard it and Chasin hadn’t cared. We were going to walk out of here, exposing our relationship, but I’d have to worry about that later. Right now, my body was a trembling mess of ecstasy, and it was only going to feel better when Chasin came inside me.

“That’s it,” he grunted, coaxing me through my orgasm. “Cum for me like the dirty fucking slut that you love being for me, Jett.” I could feel the head of his dick expanding inside me, dragging me down further into Chasin Carver’s vortex of madness. “Cum for me like a whore, and I’ll cum for you like your fucking servant, baby.”

“Oh…Jesus Christ…” I choked out, my body exploding again, everything out of control.

Chasin’s roar filled the restroom as he finally joined me, and all I could do was hold onto him as we both kept this thing between us alive with sex, lies, and a poisonousness that was going to ruin us both at some point.

After finally catching our breaths, Chasin’s lips found the top of my head. “Are you okay?”

I nodded. “Yeah.”

“Do me a favor and go see the nurse after this,” he ordered. “If she’s fine with you staying, then you can stay.”

I pulled back to look up at him. “Oh, really? I can stay? How magnanimous of you.”

“Or I can drag you by your fucking hair to my house,” he countered, effectively shutting me up.

Chapter 13

Chasin~

Not trusting the girl as far as I could throw her, after cleaning Jett up a bit, I had escorted her to the nurse’s office, barking orders, making sure that Jett was taken care of. After that, I’d gotten my ass to third period, biding my time until lunch. As far as I knew, Jett hadn’t gone home, but even after what had just happened in the restroom, I wouldn’t be surprised if she tried to ditch me the rest of the day.

As soon as the bell rang for fourth period, I was contemplating trying to see Jett before the start of our next class. Carver High was fucking huge, and our lockers were nowhere near each other, something that I was going to have to remedy soon. I didn’t care that we only had three more months left in school; I wanted Jett near me as much as possible.

When I rounded the corner towards my locker, I saw West, David, Sierra, Lou Tinder, and Jessica Rainboot all waiting for me near my locker. It wasn’t hard to guess what they were doing there, seeing as how Jett and I hadn’t exactly bothered to keep our voices down earlier. My dick still smelled like her, so it was an easy guess that they were here for gossip.

“My man,” West chuckled as David just rolled his eyes. “Is it true?”

“Move,” I ordered since West was standing directly in front of my locker.

“Gladly,” he laughed.

“Dude, everyone’s saying that you were fucking Jett Morgan in the guys’ restroom during first break,” Lou said, getting right to the point. “Is it true? Were you?”

“Who I fuck is no one’s business,” I replied as I opened my locker, not giving them a real answer.

“Oh, c’mon,” West snorted. “Don’t be like that, Chasin. If you’re breaking her in, then we all need to know.”

“You’re such a pig, West,” Jessica huffed.

“That’s not what you were saying when my dick was in your mouth last Friday night,” he countered, putting her in her place.

“Really, West?” Lou drawled out, trying to be decent.

“What?” he scowled. “Bitches don’t need to be throwing stones is all I’m saying.”

“Are you really sleeping with Jett Morgan, Chasin,” Sierra asked, reminding me of just how much I didn’t owe these people shit.

Shutting my locker, I turned to face her, not caring that we had an audience. “You have a different dick stretching out your pussy every night, Sierra. Why do you give a fuck who I take to my bed?”

Her face reddened. “Are you serious right now?”

“You are not my girlfriend,” I reminded her. “You never were. It also wasn’t worth the effort to clear up the rumors that you were. However, that’s all changed now. I’m sick of you acting like you have some claim on me when you don’t. If you did, then I’d have something to say about you fucking every swinging dick that’s aimed your way.” David tried to smother a laugh. “I know about you and West, Sierra. I know that you’ve been fucking him for weeks, and it’s almost a superpower with how much I couldn’t care less about you or what you do.”

“You bastard!” she yelled, making other students stop in the hallway, waiting for a scene.

“Why am I a bastard?” I taunted. “I stopped letting you ride my dick almost two years ago and never said anything about it while you kept letting people believe that there was something still going on between us. It’s not my fault that you refused to take the fucking hint.”

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