Page 7 of All of My Life

As soon as people started noticing her, heads began to swivel back and forth between me and her. News of our little interaction this morning had spread like wildfire, and since I hadn’t ever kissed a girl in public before, everyone was waiting to see what I was going to do next. Even West and David were silent as they sat next to me, waiting just like everyone else. I could easily brush it off, but I couldn’t stop my eyes from tracking her like the prey that she was. Four months of staying away from her had been four months too long, and I was really fucking tired of denying myself.

Before I could think things through a bit more, Sierra was in my face, blocking my view. “What’s going on with you and Jett Morgan?”

I heard West let out a cough next to me, David letting out a low whistle. Normally, Sierra wasn’t this stupid, but I also hadn’t ever kissed her in public. I also hadn’t touched her in almost two years, so this was just panic at its finest. There was also the fact that I didn’t kiss and tell, so only she and I knew that I’d been done with her ages ago. In fact, ever since that night at the bridge, if I wasn’t fucking Jett, then I was jacking off to her face and the way that she sounded when she came on my cock.

“I think you better remember who you’re talking to, Sierra,” I warned her.

“Is it true that you kissed her?” she asked, ignoring my warning.

“What’s true is that it’s none of your business what the fuck I do,” I answered. “You better watch yourself.”

She stuck her lips out in a pout, looking seriously upset. “How can you say that?”

“Because it’s true,” I shot back. “You’re not my girlfriend, Sierra. You never were.”

“What about all the-”

“How about you go back to sucking West’s dick and leave me the hell alone,” I said, standing up, ignoring her gasp of outrage. “There’s nothing special about a free candy dish, Sierra.”

David choked out a laugh, but I ignored them all as I made my way towards the girl that owned me, though she didn’t know it. If she did, then I’d be crawling my way towards her, and she’d probably keep me there, tying a leash around my neck. It was crazy how I could want her as badly as I did. It’d been nothing short of a miracle that I had managed to stay away from her for so long.

Coming up behind her, she had just finished grabbing her chicken salad and chips, and when she turned around, she almost smacked into me. I watched her catch her breath, her lunch gripped in front of her chest, her eyes wide.

Christ, she was fucking beautiful.

“What…what are you doing?” she asked in a whisper as she stepped aside to let other students approach the cafeteria window.

“Picking up from where we left off this morning,” I replied wolfishly.

“We didn’t leave off anywhere this morning,” she hissed, her hazel orbs darting around.

“No?” I taunted. “Then whose neck did I kiss?”

“This isn’t funny, Chasin,” she bit out through clenched teeth. “People are staring.”

I stepped to her, forcing her back up against the wall. “So?”

Her eyes hardened. “What are you doing, Chasin?”

“What are you worried about, Jett?” I leaned down closer towards her. “Afraid that your little secret might come out?”

I watched her lip curl in anger. “I don’t have any secrets.”

“Oh, really?” I smirked, arching a brow. “Not even one?”

“Knock it off,” she hissed quietly, worried about all the eyes on us.

Leaning down even further, the scent of her shampoo hit me hard as my breath fanned her neck. “Don’t want everyone knowing how hard you cum when you’re riding my dick?”

I felt her hands push at my chest, and though she didn’t have the strength to move me even an inch, I still stepped back a bit to give her some breathing room. Her eyes were a raging prism of fire as she glared up at me, wanting to slit my throat. In all honesty, I’d probably hand her the knife if she said that it’d make her happy.

“Leave me alone, Chasin,” she ordered, making sure to keep her voice low. “You’ve been doing it for the last four months, I’m sure you can manage three more.”

My dick got hard at the thought that Jett might have missed me, but I knew better. Unlike the Sierras of the world, Jett hadn’t questioned me once about my little hot potato act, and I knew that it was because the girl really couldn’t care less about why I had stopped ambushing her. In fact, I could actually see her feeling grateful for the reprieve. Since we weren’t in the habit of making love, she’d probably gotten tired of being used at my discretion.

“Awe, did you miss me, baby?” I smirked. “If you wanted my cock, all you had to do was just ask for it.”

Jett’s back straightened, making my dick harder. “Seeing as how easy it is to live without it, Sierra can have you all to herself.”

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