Page 149 of Theirs to Ruin

“Shit,” I heard a male in the audience groan, but I didn’t look up.

Moving around to the front of the chair, I dragged my fingers down Alex’s face and chest until they rested on his abs. His stomach clenched and I saw his cock swell in his pants.

“So, what should I taste next, Alex?”

“Wherever you want,” he breathed out.

Several of our classmates laughed and Professor Santiago shushed them.

I took a deep breath. Slowly, I lowered myself to my knees, my hands resting on his thighs.

“No. She wouldn’t?—”

“Fuck yeah?—”

“Hang on tight, Alex!”

The murmurs from the audience were music to my ears.

I lifted Alex’s hand then slowly wrapped my mouth around his middle finger, hoping like hell he’d washed his hands recently, and began to suck. Alex let out a high-pitched whimper but to my surprise no one laughed.

“Jesus, Camille, I can’t. I don’t…” He groaned and shifted in his seat.

“Take off the blindfold and look at me, Alex,” I ordered him. He did as I said and removed the blindfold, lust filling his eyes as he looked down at me. “Is it turning you on, seeing me on my knees like this? Are you thinking about all the dirty things I’m going to do to you?”

“Fuck yes,” he muttered.

Not that I needed him to answer. His cock was pushing at his pants, straining to get free.

“Ready to submit to me, Alex?”

“Pretty sure I’ve already submitted in my pants,” he muttered back.

This time, the class erupted in a combination of laughter and applause.

Alex grinned. “You fucking rocked it, Camille.”

Professor Santiago came up to us. “Wonderful job, Camille. I knew you could do it.”

“Thanks,” I said breathlessly. Alex and I made it back to our seats and I practically collapsed into mine. I watched the others do their practical exams in a daze.

After class, a few people congratulated me again but I quickly made my way outside. I couldn’t wait to find Kage and tell him how well it had gone.

It was raining, so I called an Uber. I rushed into the house.

“Kage! I did it!” I yelled.

But to my disappointment, he didn’t call back.

I called Kage’s name as I ran up to his room, but he wasn’t there either.

He was probably taking care of business with Callum.

Shoulders slumped, I headed to my own room. When I opened the door, I gasped.

The room was filled with a sea of flowers–vases of roses, lilies, tulips, and more in a riot of different colors. Inside each vase was a small card.

I read the note in the first vase:Congratulations, Rebel. There was no doubt in my mind that you’d ace it. – Kage

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