Page 61 of Until We Burn
Diana scowls at something over my shoulder. “Add Andrea onto the list. I want to throw one of those hopper balls at her, but it’d just be too obvious.”
Her rage fuels mine and it only grows hotter.
I tear apart the last empty soda box and shove it into the recycling bin.
“Wanna get out of here for a bit?”
Diana raises her brows. “Right now?”
“Ideally, because I don’t know how long I can last before I hose down the next jackass who decides to test me.”
And it doesn’t help that you look fucking distracting in that dress, and ifI’m going to spend my time ripping through soda boxes to ease my anxiety, I’d rather be ripping through your clothes instead.
Diana fidgets as she glances around us. “Where would we go?”
“We could go to the locker room lounge,” I suggest, “It’s in the building right in front of us and it’s practically empty since everyone is out here.”
Diana hesitates. “But wouldn’t they have cameras in the lounge?”
I laugh. “Since the boys strut around half naked in there, no.”
I reach over her shoulder to close the recycling bin. My lips duck low enough to whisper near her ear. “Believe me, princess. I can bend you over and fuck you against the pool table, and no one would be the wiser.”
Diana’s breath catches, her grip tightens around her media pass.
Footsteps stomp past us.
“God, why would you use a close-up shot on the pucks? The medium shot is so much better.”
Diana’s nostrils flare as Andrea storms by with an irritated DHU journalism student in tow. Diana curses in Mandarin before she stares up at me.
“I want you to rail every thought out of my head until I can barely remember my own name,” she seethes. “I want to forget about strangling Andrea and those stupid boys who humiliated you. Can you do that?”
I smirk, my gaze trailing down the body I’m determined to mark up. “Say no more.”
CHAPTER 27
DIANA
Kai fucksme into the pool table.
My chest bounces with every hard thrust he makes. My mouth falls open, my breath stuttering until I can barely remember why I was so angry.
“Take it out on me,” I gasp. “Fuck every thought out of our heads.”
With my back bent over, Kai’s pace grows rougher. All I can sense is his fingers fisting my hair and my pussy taking him in so deep every time he thrusts in and out. All of my defenses fall, reducing me into nothing but an outlet for his rage and desire.
“Oh my god,” I gasp.
The pool table wobbles against my chest, the cue sticks clacking thunderously loud as Kai’s hips pound into me.
I never knew defiance could feel this good.
“That’s it,” Kai’s thrusts puncture every word. “That’s. How. Good. Whores. Get. Fucked.”
A line of drool trails from my gaping lips. My fingers mindlessly curl around the wooden edges of the pool table. All of the tension winding through my body slips away, fading under the heat stoking between my legs.
“I’m soclose,” I moan.
