Page 39 of Forbidden Lessons

I thought I used to live in the clouds, but this girl is fucking delusional. Did she miss that class back in high school, that every action has an equal and opposite reaction?

Someone should remind her how physics works.

Right here.

Right fucking now.

“I want to believe you’ll never come back,” I say, my voice as thick as my cock. “But lying is as easy as breathing for you.”

She seems to come awake, body flinching. But her eyelids are half-mast, her head lowered, as she says, “I’ll do whatever you want.”

Those words send a jolt of deja-vu through me.

Please, Kai. I need this. I’ll do whatever you want.

And it gets me hard.Sofucking hard.

Christ, how fucked up am I?

I force her head up, trying to get her to look me in the eye so I can lord this moment over her, but her eyes just shift to the window.

Looking for an escape.

“Yeah, we both wish you’d made different life choices, Heavenly. But here we are.”

Her throat moves. “Please let me go,” she murmurs without a trace of emotion.

I pinch harder.

Her eyes squeeze shut. “Please.”

All she wanted to do was get away from me. But then she came back…except, it wasn’t for me.

That fucking pisses me off.

I might have left Riverside when we were kids, but I wasalwaysthere for her. Right up to the point where she made it clear she’d been using me, that she had no problem crumpling me up and tossing me like a paper napkin.

Being with Haven is like pouring water down a drain. You just keep giving more and more of yourself…but it never fills up. You’re left with nothing to show for your effort.

It’s time she paid me back.

She flinches when I knock off her cap, but her eyes stay shut until I grab her small ponytail and start pushing her head down.

Startled blue eyes pop open.

I press my thumb against her bottom lip, tugging down hard, pulling her jaw open.

“See that cock down there?” I grate out, glancing down at the bulge beneath my sweat pants. “Suck it until I’m convinced you’re not lying.”

Anger fills her eyes. “Fuck you, Kai!”

I grab her and shove her under the table. She cries out when something—an arm, a leg— hits the edge of the wood, and immediately tries to scramble out from under it.

I slam my sneaker into the central table leg, and she runs into it. She turns and tries to go the other way, but I stick my leg out on that side too. When she ducks to go under, I grab her hair and wrench her back.

There’s just enough space between the bench and the table for a small sliver of light to hit her face as I arch her neck back so she’ll look at me.

Both her hands go to her hair, Haven wincing as she tries to untangle my fingers. She stops when I shove my hand down the front of my sweatpants and drag out my cock.

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