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A second finger joins the first, and I sweep my thumb in a circle over her clit.

“I want your fingers in your pussy while you worship my dick.”

She arches up, pushes against my fingers. I reach up with my other hand to pinch her nipple.

“And when I come, you’re going to take it all like the good girl you are … aren’t you?”

Her pussy clenches and soaks my fingers as she comes again.

I press a kiss to her hip. “Such a fucking good girl, Kitten.”

Chapter 101

Arabella

I’m barely aware of what Mr. Drake is reading out. My thoughts are on Sin and what he said last night.

Tomorrow night, I want you on your knees, with your mouth open and your tongue out.

I look around the room.

Is he in here?

Sam, one of the computer geeks, smiles when I meet his gaze.

I want you naked with your knees spread wide.

When my gaze moves on, I catch Jace smirking at me.

I want your fingers in your pussy while you worship my dick.

God, please don’t let him be Jace. I tear my eyes away from his face, squirming on my feet, the wetness in my panties distracting. A few of the other guys in the class are also watching me.

And when I come, you’re going to take it all like the good girl you are … aren’t you?

My breasts feel heavier, my nipples brushing the material of my white shirt. I know if I look down, I’ll see the tight peaks visibly poking through the cotton. I’ve been simmering with arousal since I left my room this morning, braless like he demanded. It’s kept my mind on our game, not the note I found on my desk this morning.

Monster-fucker had been scrawled on it for everyone to see.

Sin is watching me. He said he would, and I don’t doubt his words.

I stare down at the page in the book on my desk, but the words swim before my eyes. The anticipation of waiting for tonight is killing me. When I was in the bathroom this morning, I’d sucked two of my fingers, trying to imagine what it would feel like to have his cock in my mouth. I’d swirled my tongue, sucked, and licked to practice.

I don’t want to disappoint him. What if I’m no good at it?

Doubt creeps in, but I breathe slowly through the panic.

He’ll tell me what to do. He always does.

The sound of the bell jerks me from my thoughts. As everyone leaps up out of their chairs, I rise and gather my books.

“Come on,” Lacy chirps from beside me. “We only have one free period, and I want to go over those moves.”

I resist hunching my shoulders and slip the strap of my bag over my shoulder. No one has really noticed I’m not wearing a bra. I just need to keep pretending it’s a normal day. Keeping my head up high, I follow Lacy out of the class. Mr. Drake stares at my chest as we pass him. His eyes lift to meet mine, and he gives me a knowing smile.

My cheeks heat up and I look away, hurrying out of the class.

The confidence I’ve felt dissolves into awkwardness as I follow Lacy and the other cheerleaders toward the football pitch. We drop our bags beside the bleachers and assemble as a group.

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