Page 53 of I Was Always Yours (RCA: Royal Crown Academy)

I managed to control myself long enough to get out of the ring, but I lost it again when I thought of her still up there in that outfit. After that, the animalistic urge to make her submit to me had taken over any rational thought. I’d stomped angrily around the abandoned kitchen until my eyes had caught on the spatula and a plan had formed.

The feel of her ass rippling beneath my skin, of its gradually heating and reddening skin, had me choking back loud moans of pleasure. She’d laid there and taken it, her smart mouth giving way to the naturally submissive good girl I knew her to be.

Her cries and moans and the way she’d arched her ass towards me at one point,fuck, those sounds and visuals are seared in my ears and eyes for life.

I run my hand over my face and around my jaw with a frustrated groan.I’m losing grip on my hard-fought control where she’s concerned. It feels like she’s there waiting for me at every turn, goading me into giving inch after inch until I’m now down to the final frayed pieces of my restraint.

I should have fucked Gloria when she’d offered. I’d closed my eyes and tried to enjoy her mouth on my neck, but my brain played ceaseless images of bright red hair and piercing green eyes, taunting me.

I couldn’t fuck Six and apparently my dick wouldn’t let me fuck anyone else.

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The next day, I’m on my way out of the building to get lunch when I’m pushed into an empty classroom by someone smaller yet freakishly strong.

I turn and scowl when I see Nera standing there with her arms crossed over her chest.

“What do you want?”

“What are you doing with Six?” Nera demands, her eyes narrowed, “I saw you sneak out of the locker room when she was getting changed yesterday, which was already super sus, but she also didn’t mention it to me after and that’s extra weird.”

So, she didn’t tell her friends what happened between us in the locker room.

Interesting.

Infuriating.

I walk up to Nera, trying to intimidate her with my size, but she stays where she is, her chin stubbornly set.

“I don’t owe you any answers,” I bite out.

I try to walk past her, but she grabs my forearm and forces me to turn around.

“You’ve hurt my best friend enough over the years. I saw the look on your face when you came out of that locker room.” She says, narrowing her eyes at me, “Something happened in there, I’m sure of it. Don’t mess her about, Phoenix. Decide if you hate her or like her, otherwise you’ll break her heart again.”

“I’m not interested in her heart,” I tell her categorically. I don’t add that it already belongs to my brother and I can never have it, not even if I did want it.

My unplanned conversation with Nera does give me the perfect opportunity to ask for something I want. “Do you have the video Thayer took of her at the fight? I saw her with her phone out.”

“Yeah,” She says, pulling out her own phone and unlocking it. “Why?”

“Airdrop it to me.”

A slow, shit-eating grin stretches across her face and makes my spine stiffen.

“Why are you smiling?”

“Nothing, I just don’t know how you can both be so blind.”

“I’m not interested in your cryptic bullshit,” I snap, taking her phone out of her hand and navigating to her Photos app. I find the video in question and send it to myself.

There’s a softclickas the door opens and then an angry voice thunders from behind me.

“What the fuck are you two doing in here?”

I throw a look over my shoulder at who interrupts us and a frown pulls at my brow when I see who it is.

Novak, our International Business teacher, stands in the doorframe, his glowering eyes set stonily on me.

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