Page 119 of Awakened by Sin

“Then suck me.”

The order, said through gritted teeth, satisfied her immensely. “I heard I’m supposed to lick it like an ice-cream cone.” She lapped at it and watched a muscle in his cheek flex. She licked the base of his cock and then kissed her way to the tip. “Am I doing okay?”

“It’ll be better if you put it in your mouth and suck it.”

“I really want an A. My dad will kill me if I get a B so …”

She closed her mouth around him. His feet moved restlessly, knocking into her legs before dropping to the floor with a soft clap. Kneeling in front of him suggested that she was the submissive, but she had him by the balls, literally, and could turn the tide whichever way she wished. She always liked giving blowjobs and now had the opportunity to push Marcus Fletcher over the edge. She kept up the innocent schoolgirl role, peeking up at him shyly.

She pulled him out of her mouth with a pop. “How’s that, Mr. Fletcher?”

“Do you want an A plus?”

“Yes.”

Marcus yanked her to her feet and placed her on the edge of the desk. She gasped as he forced her legs apart and stepped between.

“How badly do you want that A?” he asked, face less than six inches away.

He was completely still, like a predator waiting for the right moment to pounce. Her heart pounded double time in her chest. She resisted the urge to lick her lips in anticipation and tried to stay in character.

“I really need an A,” she breathed.

“How far are you willing to go?”

He placed his hand high on her thigh. It was her turn to jolt. Her body was revved up and begging to be used. She was breathless with anticipation to see what he would do next.

“A-as far as I need to go.” Her shaky voice wasn’t an act. Her throat was dry and dusty.

His hand slid beneath her dress and between her legs. His fingers touched her, and she had the pleasure of seeing his eyes dilate with desire. “You’ll let me fuck you?”

“Yes,” she said hoarsely. If this hadn’t been her idea, she would have ordered him to get on with it. Instead, she had to play the game even if it killed her.

“You let any other guy touch you?” he murmured against her cheek as he slid one finger in.

“No,” she moaned as she squirmed.

“I saw you kiss that boy in the hallway, the most popular boy in school,” Marcus hissed as his thumb rubbed her clit.

She broke character. “What?”

“You kissed him. I saw you.”

He was weaving Kody into the storyline? Hell. “He said he really liked me,” she said plaintively as her legs began to quiver.

“Boys will say anything to get this,” he said as he dragged his fingers out and slid them deep. “You’re not going to give it to him, are you?”

“No.”

“Why not?”

“Because he can’t give me an A?”

He yanked her off the desk, whirled her around, and bent her over. Her breath whooshed out as he kicked her legs apart, fit himself against her, and slammed home. She gasped at the unexpected intrusion and then bit back a delighted laugh as he stretched her.

“You don’t give him anything because he can’t give you what you need,” he whispered in her ear.

Her eyes nearly rolled back in her head as he began to move. Hell, yeah.

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