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Warmth rushed through me at the thought of anyone truly liking me and not just wanting to get in my pants. I gently bit my lip, watching Akio’s gaze drop to it, and I glided my hand further up his pant leg.

“Nicole …” Akio froze, leaning closer to me. “We’re in public.”

“Remember the last time we did this?” I asked with a smirk.

He swallowed, his eyes turning a shade darker.

I slipped my hand into his pants, gripped his already-hard dick, and stroked it discreetly underneath the table in the back of the classroom, so if anyone did want to look back and laugh, then they’d see my boyfriend—the geeky anime nerd—getting his dick stroked by me.

They could get jealous all they wanted, but we all knew that they weren’t as lucky.

“Well, you’re going to come for me like that again,” I said, tightening my grip on him and moving closer so my tits rubbed against his upper arm. I jerked his cock faster until he let out a soft grunt. “And it’s going to feel sooo good.”

While Akio stared at our teacher, I pulled the head of his cock out of his jeans and leaned over to let a wad of spit drip from my lips onto his dick. When I swiped my thumb across it, he shivered.

“Fuck, Nicole,” he murmured quietly so nobody else could hear. “You’re going to make?—”

“You come?” A small giggle escaped my throat, and I shook my head. “Not yet.”

Before he could stop me, I slipped off my seat, and when Mr. Woodward turned to the board, I dropped to my knees and crawled underneath our table. I pulled more of his cock out of his pants and crawled between his legs.

Akio stared down at me through huge eyes from behind his dorky glasses, dick twitching. I wrapped my hand around the base to keep it still and swirled my tongue over the pre-cum on his head.

Stiffening, he gripped the bottom of his seat and watched as I took inch after inch of his dick inside my mouth. I sucked every bit of him, down to his balls, into my throat and stared up at him through teary eyes.

While I thought he expected me to pull back, to use his dick to throat-fuck myself, I stayed completely still and swallowed around him. His hips jerked up harsher against my lips, and suddenly, I felt hot cum roll down the back of my throat.

The power I felt, watching him squirm without making a sound, was so fucking unholy.

Once he finished, I finally pulled back and licked my lips. He had earned that.

CHAPTER

SEVENTY-NINE

NICOLE

Redwood Academy’s cafeteria buzzed with toxic energy, students gossiping and bullies laughing, pointing at other students. I walked into the cafeteria by myself and scanned the tables. I hated this part, not knowing who to sit with, who accepted me, who wanted me.

Allie stood up from her table and waved her arms. “Nicole! Over here!”

I eyed their table, spotting the same group of girls as last time they had called me over—Allie, Imani, Vera, Maddie, and Sakura. The boys were nowhere to be found. Swallowing my nerves, I walked over to them with my lunch.

Despite having grown closer to them over the past few weeks, I still felt like the odd one out. I had bullied them, against my will, for the past four years. And I wished that I could take it all back.

When I sat down and started my lunch, Imani broke her sandwich in half. “So, how’s it going with Akio?”

“Good,” I said softly, trying to make up for all the years that I had unintentionally tortured them.

My father was gone, but what he had made me do to everyone still haunted me. Remnants of him still lingered around Redwood Academy, within the students and staff and even faculty that he had made me fuck.

“Have you met his parents?” Imani asked.

“Only in passing.”

At least for the most part. These past few months had gone by in such a blur, and lately, I’d begun to realize that I’d been repressing memories. I was sure I’d had a conversation with Akio’s mom, but I couldn’t remember where or when or even what we had talked about.

But, boy, did I know about her.

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