Page 44 of Into Ruin

I take back what I said—he knows how.

He’s just an even bigger asshole for withholding.

His tongue spears me, and I cry out. I slap my hand over my mouth to muffle the sound and grind myself down on him.

More.I need more.

And, like he can hear me, he gives it. He tilts, his tongue flat against my clit, his breath hums out, the slight vibration of it nothing compared to the bullet that made me climax earlier.

Never mind that he breaks into my room and fucks me while I sleep.

Never mind that he films and posts it.

Never mind the rose that was on his desk.

I groan through my teeth, and his low chuckle rumbles up through me.

“Less laughing, more—oh, fuck.”

His teeth scrape my clit, and my eyes roll back. He sucks it into his mouth hard, the tip of his tongue flicking against it. Too soon, he goes back down and thrusts inside me. His nose brushes my wetness. I reach down and rub my clit until a spike of pain in my thigh stops me.

He pinched me.

“You’re the biggest—” The words die in my throat.

Calling him thebiggestanything would probably only boost his ego anyway.

My clit is back in his mouth, and the sucking pressure too great. My body tenses, my thighs quiver, and I rise up off him instinctively. His forearms catch my thighs, his elbows digging into my hips. He yanks me back down, and I explode. My pussy clenches on nothing, not for the first time, but he doesn’t let up. He keeps sucking, teasing, licking, until sweat collects on the back of my neck, and my thighs shake.

He doesn’t care.

My mind blanks when he draws another climax from me.

I tumble sideways off him, collapsing to the bed for only a moment before rolling out of his reach.

Just in case.

I heave a breath once I stand. I pull on my shorts, undoubtedly giving him a nice view of my ass, and retrieve my phone. I end the recording, then glance back over my shoulder at him.

He licks his lips, then grins. “Satisfied? Cut me loose, Harper.”

My attention shifts to his erect dick. Worst-case scenario? He traps me in here and puts that to use… which would be fine if I didn’t have to be up for class in a few hours. Afterthreeorgasms, my legs feel a little like jelly.

Besides, he got a blow jobandsex.

It’s only fair if I leave him here.

In fact, that seems like excellent revenge.

“I’m sure with yourprovenoral skills, you can figure out a way to get free on your own.” I blow him a kiss, phone in hand. “Sweet dreams, Church.”

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HARPER

Cynthia

Your brother is asking if you can meet him at the arena

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