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“Fuck, you’re so beautiful,” he whispered softly.

I tightened even more.

My face was fucked, and yet he somehow still found me pretty.

“Keep fucking my pussy,” I whispered, “as hard as you can.”

Akio pulled out of me, turned me around so I pressed my front against the wall, and shoved himself back inside me, grasping my hips as hard as he could. I dug my fingertips into the wall, pleasure surging through me as he pumped into me.

We listened to a pair of heels clack down the hallway, and Akio slowed.

“Even if they come over”—I moaned softly over my shoulder—“don’t stop.”

He placed his mouth on the column of my neck, his hands gliding up and down my body, touching every inch of me. He finally set them on my breasts and squeezed, and another low grunt drifted into my ear.

I closed my eyes, about to explode.

“Fill me up with your cum.” I moaned. “I want to feel it running down my thighs during the game tonight. Don’t you want to see how much of a dirty little slut I am for you in front of everyone at Red”—I threw my head back against his shoulder—“wood?”

He slammed into me and groaned loudly into my ear, and the sweet sound tipped me over the edge. My legs trembled, and I plastered myself against the wall and bit my lip so I wouldn’t scream out in pleasure.

“G-g-good boy,” I mumbled. “Good, good boy.”

CHAPTER

TWENTY-FOUR

NICOLE

“Your makeup looks good tonight, Nicole,” Dad said after the football game that night, following me to the sidewalk. “Almost like you didn’t fuck up your own face, making it so ugly that it’s irreparable.” He looped his thumb around the gun on his hip. “Why don’t you talk to Jace tonight?”

“Why?” I asked, regretting the word as soon as it left my lips.

“Because if you don’t work for me, then you’re worthless to me.” He ground his teeth together. “And you do remember what happened when Hannah became worthless to me, don’t you, sweetheart?”

I gulped. “Yes.”

“Now, invite Jace over tonight. Understand?”

“Yes,” I breathed.

Though I had wanted to go see Akio tonight. He had come to the game.

For me. At least, I hoped it was for me.

I hadn’t been able to stop thinking about him since this morning and our little hookup in the hallway. God, he had given me so much pleasure.

Once the boys changed out of their gear in the locker room, the cheer squad, the football team, and a group of students chatted in the student parking lot about the game. I walked over to them, scanned the crowd for Jace, and finally made eye contact with him, Dad’s gaze burning into my back from the far lot.

Jace offered me a smirk, which was unusual for him. I usually had to work for it.

When he tilted his head to the sidewalk, as if he wanted me to walk over to chat, I excused myself from the other cheer girls who didn’t really give a fuck about me anyway. I walked over to him, nipples taut because of this damn cold and not because I actually wanted to do this with him right now.

“Good game.” I bit my lower lip to stop it from chattering. “But you looked a bit stressed the entire time.” Not that I had actually watched the game, more like I stared at the bleachers, looking for Akio. “Why don’t you come over tonight? I can help with that.”

I would much rather not help Jace with anything.

But Dad had given me the entire week off, so he expected something from me now.

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