Page 27 of Burn With Me

“No, no, Goddess,” I say, tauntingly. “If you’re going to start something, you should finish it. Take me all the way. I want it in your throat.”

Her lips tighten around my shaft and her eyes widen with surprise and a little bit of panic. “You begged me to use you, don’t get scared now,” I say. Before she can try and push back again, I push once more.

A groan hits me when she chokes on my cock again, the muscles of her throat and mouth convulsing as I push past her resistance and right where I want to be. I can hear her breathing heavily through her nose, but she does it. My cock sinks past her mouth that last few inches and fuck it, it’s gratifying. Feeling her whole body trembling as she tries to suck me threatens to make me come far too soon.

“That’s a good slut,” I tell her. “You’re right where you want to be, aren’t you?”

The eyes that cut up to my face are full of indignation. I grin down at her and use my hold on her head to pull her nearly off my length, with nothing more than my head just past her lips. She turns her face to the side, coughing.

“Don’t be a dick,” she snaps, drool dribbling from her lips.

I roll my eyes. “You know who you’re fucking,” I say. “I’m not the one wearing a mask. If you go to Hazelwood—and if you’re at this party, then you at least know of it—then you also know who I am.”

“Why the fuck does that matter?” Her face blanches, her brow creasing.

I pull her closer, but she doesn’t open her mouth again. My cock slides over her cheek, wetting her skin with her own saliva and my precum. I rub it all over her, a burst of amusement hitting me when she grits her teeth. Leaving one hand still at the back of her head, I fist my cock once more, taking it in hand and slapping her with it.

Her lips pop open in shock. Before she can say anything, I turn her face and slap her other cheek and then insert my cock back into her waiting mouth, pushing until she has no choice but to take it.

“Come on, Goddess,” I say. “You can do better than that, can’t you?” It’s a taunt, one that pisses her off. Her nails sink even deeper into the skin on either side of my hips, the sharp pinpricks of pain turning me on like nothing else. That little attitude she shows is nothing compared to what I wish she’d do.

It’s no fun hunting prey that doesn’t fight back.

Aurora’s tongue curls against the underside of my cock as I slowly pull back and drags down the veins there, tracing them and making me see fucking stars. Fuck, but she’s good. My other hand moves down until both are against the back of her head. She’s going to make me lose control. I’ve never fucking lost control before, but with her, I can feel my tightly held reins loosen.

The back of her skull presses into my palm when she tries to withdraw. I widen my stance and shove my cock, undeterred, back into her throat. She makes a small choking sound but takes it even better the second time. Soon enough, I’m able to saw back and forth between her full, pink lips without a care. Her throat is tight and every time my head enters, she swallows, squeezing me impossibly tight.

“There you go, Sunshine,” I breathe. “Fuck, that feels so good. Yes—ugh, just like that…”

I can’t think. My mind fractures, and I tighten all over, holding her down against my groin as I come straight down her throat. “Swallow,” I hiss through clenched teeth, hunching over her as I grind her face into my lap. “Swallow my fucking cum, Aurora.” I look down at her, locking our gazes together, and grin. “If you’re already going this far to blow your stepbrother, you should be good enough to take it all, shouldn’t you, sweetheart?”

I can sense her shock, but it’s too late. My cum is already filling up her mouth, sliding over her tongue to the back of her throat. It makes me a disgusting bastard to relish in the fact that a little piece of me is in her belly, reminding her of the dirty, filthy things she did here tonight in this garden. As soon as I’m done, I pull out and take a step back, doing up the front of my pants and leaving her sitting there on her knees in the dirt with her pretty breasts hanging free.

Aurora coughs, bending over and spitting out the last of my cum. “What the fuck!” she screams.

I laugh, striding across the space to where I dropped my shirt. Picking it up, I dust off the debris and slide it back into place. When I’ve turned back, she’s already got her dress adjusted.

“What’s wrong, Sunshine?” I ask. “Mad because you got caught?”

Her chest rises and falls in rapid movements with her harsh breath. “You fucking asshole,” she snarls.

I arch a brow before bending to pick up my mask as well, though it’s useless at this point. As is hers, but I notice she doesn’t take it off. “I don’t know what you were trying to pull here,” I admit a tad belatedly, “but I think if you want to piss off your mother, finding out you blew her husband’s son will do, right?” I lift my gaze back to hers. “I’ll even post a review if you like.”

“You knew the whole time,” she says, but it’s not a question.

Still, I answer like it is. “You’re not as good at hiding your identity as you think you are.”

Her eyes narrow behind her mask. “Then why did you pretend not to know?”

“Why didyou?” I shoot back. She has no answer to that. Instead, she just stands there, continuing to glare at me even as her hands clench into fists at her sides. I blow out a breath. “Whatever you did this for,” I finally say, “I thought I’d play along to find out, but if you aren’t even sure, then … I guess I’ll just say thanks for the nice blow job and be on my way.”

Again, she says nothing. So, I turn and walk away, the heat of her gaze following me the entire way.

13

RORI

The squeak of the black marker against the dry-erase board at the front of the classroom is a sharp stab to my ears. I can feel the eyes on me. It's been three days since that stupid party, and the rumors have doubled in size. Now, people aren't even pretending to whisper about me. They’re talking openly and rather loudly.

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