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“You want to know what I was dreaming about?” I’m eager to hear every detail. “I was thinking of sliding my thick cock over those sexy tits. Rubbing over your nipples and giving you a pretty pearl necklace.”

His boxer briefs drop to the floor and my jaw drops with it. Thick was a modest description of the massive girth protruding between his legs. His cock is something to behold. He puts Maddock to shame, and that puts a smile on my face.

He steps up to the bed, giving me an even closer look at his throbbing purple head. There’s a drip of cum dribbling from the end and I’m tempted to lick it clean.

“Lift up that shirt, Pres.” His command comes out rough, and it soaks me further. It looks like his need is running ragged, and the darkness in his eyes is feeding my hunger.

I grab the hem of my tank and slowly tease it up my frame, inch by slow inch. His hands clench into fists at his side, looking as if he’s about to rip the thing off of me. I’m thankful I don’t have a bra on because when the bottom curve of my breast comes into view, his knees drop to the bed. A low groan rumbles from his chest and his tongue snakes out, wanting a taste. I slip my shirt up another inch, revealing my nipple, and he cracks. He drops forward, gripping my sides and pulling me to his mouth. He sucks my tight peak right between his lips, and my entire body ignites.

The ache is burning hotter and deeper. His tongue torturing me sweetly. He moves from one to the other, his grunts growing heavier as he nurses on me. My hips seek the air, looking for relief. My back arches into his hold. I need more. I want to feel him everywhere. “Please, Kyler.”

He finally pulls off, then drags his lips all the way up my neck, moving right to my ear. “Please what, Presley? Please put my mouth on you and suck your clit until you can’t take any more? Or please plunge my tongue inside your hole and fuck the shit out of you until you’re coming down my chin? Or do you want me to bury my cock inside you and fuck you until you’re marking my dick with your orgasm?”

Oh God. I want it all. My answer is D: all of the above.

“I need everything, Kyler. Just kiss me already.”

He gives me a smirk then shifts back. His hands moving to my waistband and taking my shorts right down my legs. The cool air hits my slick skin and my pussy throbs when his eyes narrow on the spot. The way he’s looking at me makes me restless for his touch.

“It looks like you need some attention, baby. You need my tongue to make the swelling go down.”

His head draws in closer. The slow descent sinking me deeper into the quicksand. I need him to stop teasing. Mybody can’t take it. He finally makes contact and I’m practically shaking like an addict in desperate need of a fix. When his tongue starts working me over, the addiction grows.

His mouth is making love to every inch. Lips rubbing and roaming. Throbbing pulses beat with every lick of his tongue. When he suctions around my swollen clit, sucking on it like a lollipop, he plunges me into the trenches. I come so hard, a gush of hot fluid runs down my leg. He groans as he flickers my clit, releasing the aftershocks from my body. But as he tries to settle me down, he only stirs the hunger. Now it’s my turn for a taste.

I shift out from under him, urging him to his back. His dick is standing straight up. A good eight inches with the most perfect crown, seeping with his excitement. I lower my head and suck him into my mouth. A groan rolls out of him as his hips buck up, forcing himself deeper. His desperation sets me into motion. I take him to the back of my throat and tighten my lips as I slide back off, plunging up and down. My tongue rubbing against the bottom with every pass, feeling this soft skin grow tighter. Every grunt and groan fuels me forward. I want to give just as good as I got. And by the tension riding his features, I think he’s already nearing the edge.

My hand slides between his legs, rubbing right over his heavy tight sac. I give it a light squeeze, suctioning my lips harder. His balls draw right up in response, and then a loud groan fills my room as the explosion rocks through his entire body, cock thrusting to the back of my throat, testing my reflexes as my muscles constrict around him. His hot seed runs down my throat, and I keep sucking until the pulsing stops. I only ease off once there isn’t a single remnant of his cum left. Then I snuggle right up into the side of him.

His eyes slowly open and what I see in their depths has me terrified. The feeling I was trying to avoid is pounding heavy in my chest. I’m already doing the one thing I said I wouldn’t. I’mfalling for the guy who’s capable of destroying me. Not only that, but by dating the king of the elite, it makes me the queen. And I’m not quite sure I’m brave enough to face the drama.

CHAPTER 10

Kyler

Right as I enter the cafeteria, Presley exits the lunch line with Ruby. She’s going to have to wait to eat what’s on that tray she’s carrying because she and I need to have words. I stalk straight toward her— wanting to find out why she sent me that text last period. If she thinks I’m doing the whole friends with benefits thing, she’s wrong. I get that she may need more time, but trying to turn me into some fuck toy, I won’t stand for.

Last night, we fell headfirst into the fire, and I could see that it scared her. The fear was in her eyes, so I backed off and spent the night trying to remind her of all the fun we used to have when we were kids. We talked and laughed for hours over all the silly stuff we used to do. And when I finally had to take off, it felt like my heart was about to explode from my chest. But then she sent me that text, and like hell I’m going to let her block me out.

If she wants to be friends, we can be friends for as long as she needs to prove to herself that I’m not like the asshole who cheated on her, but there will be no “benefits.” We’ll be keeping it platonic until she figures out what she wants. I’m not going tomuddy up the waters and have her confusing her feelings. So if she wants to fuck me, she’s going to have to let me into that heart of hers.

My eyes try to gain her attention, but she’s too busy talking to Ruby to notice. I start making my way toward her when Cassie suddenly steps in front of the girls. The bitch better not be starting shit with my girl; I already gave my warning. But when Ruby goes tumbling to the ground, landing right on her tray of food, I see Cassie’s projecting her jealousy elsewhere, and I’m not going to stand for it.

The entire room goes silent except for the cackling witch who’s staring down at the poor girl, who’s now covered in food. Rage braces my body and I storm across the room, ready to dethrone the queen. Out of the corner of my eye, I see Chase heading in the same direction, looking just as pissed and ready to take Cassie out as I am. Presley immediately kneels down and helps her friend off the floor.

“You’re such a fucking loser, Ruby. Look at you and how pathetic you are, bag lady.” Cassie’s nasty attack has me ready to punch her lights out, though I’ve sworn never to hit a girl. But the tears staining Ruby’s cheeks have me wanting to break that vow. She’s never done anything to anyone. That girl stays hidden in the corner. She doesn’t deserve to be fucking bullied.

Right as I approach, Presley steps right into Cassie’s space. The look in her eyes is as angry as I feel.

“I promised myself I wasn’t going to be your enemy, Cassie. But consider me your worst fucking nightmare now. If I see you do or say anything cruel to Ruby, or anyone else,”—she looks around the room— “I will destroy you. Whatever you’re jealous about when it comes to this girl, you better let that shit go because I promise you won’t like the consequences. My wrath will be far worse than anything you’ve done to my friend over the last twelve years. Understood?”

What the hell is she talking about? What shit has Cassie been pulling and how did I not fucking know about it? I never would’ve let her into the fold had I known she was bullying the girl.Twelve years?

Presley ushers Ruby out of the cafeteria, and I pin a stare on Cassie, letting her know she just fucked herself over. It’s not just my girl’s wrath she’s going to have to face, as far as I’m concerned, Cassie is done. She’s now going to be the one sitting alone in the corner; the one people are calling the loser. And if anyone chooses to side with the bitch, they’ll be ostracized too.

I might have to spell it out for the girl later, but right now, I need to make sure Ruby is okay. Chase and I turn, hot on the girls’ tails. We rush down the hall, watching as the two head straight into the gym locker room. When they finally emerge, Ruby is dressed in the clothes Presley wore to school today and Presley is in her gym shorts and a sweatshirt.

“Damn! Did you know the recluse was rocking that body under all those baggy clothes she usually wears?” Chase’s voice has me turning my head. Sure enough, he’s checking Ruby out and it definitely looks like he likes what he sees. I give her a quick once-over, surprised by what I see. She’s been hiding some major curves underneath all those huge sweatshirts she wears. It makes me wonder why she tries to hide herself. Though, I’m guessing Cassie is the reason.

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