Page 121 of The Rivals' Touch

I moan into his mouth, his t-shirt creasing in my tight grip. He doesn’t let up but intensifies his blissful assault on my body with his fingers and lips. He fills me up, nudging my thighs apart with his knee.

“Remi.” His lips are on my jaw, his stubble scratching my sensitive skin. He pumps his fingers. “Let me take care of you.”

Moaning his name, I cling to him as he nips my neck with his teeth. He slides his fingers out and picks me up. I miss him instantly, needing him back inside me. His arms band around my waist, and I wrap my thighs around him as he carries me over to the teacher’s desk and lowers me down on the cool surface.

He slides off my jeans, then he’s on top of me, unbuckling his belt and freeing his big dick. I’m too drugged on him to put up a fight. Anybody could walk in on us, but I shut down all doubt.

He digs a condom out of his pocket, rips it with his teeth, sheaths his cock, then grabs the base. The thick head rubs through my folds, teasing me. His brown hair is in his eyes, and his lips part as he works his dick inside me until he’s buried to the hilt.

I squirm at the sore but delicious intrusion.

His moist lips trail over my neck, and he groans deep in his throat. “Fuck, babe, your pussy is so tight!”

“We shouldn’t do this,” I whisper, but he shuts me up with a powerful thrust of his hips and wraps his fingers around my throat.

“You were saying?”

My eyes flutter closed.

The pleasure is too much; I’m about to fall apart into a million little pieces and float away.

“Look at me!” he growls, fucking me deeper, hitting the perfect spot to make my moans bounce off the walls. I gaze into his green eyes and lose myself in his waves as they crash against the shore.

“You’re not allowed to ignore us!” he tells me, leaning over my body, his lips brushing over mine. “I’ll hunt you down and fuck you senseless every time!”

“Jacob!” My pussy clenches. Fuck, his big dick…

He tightens his grip on my throat when my eyes threaten to close again. “Look me in the eye when you take my cock!”

“Please…”

He pulls out and flips me over on my front, then sinks back inside my pussy and fists my hair. The whiteboard is covered in notes, and the sound of slapping skin mixes with the voices outside in the hallway.

“Fuck!” Jacob grunts, pounding into me like he’s punishing me for ignoring his texts and phone calls. It starts slow but becomes a frantic race to the finish line. He releases my hair, leans forward, and tilts my chin back. His lips brush over my ear. “You won’t like it if you run away again, do you hear me, beautiful? I can go back to being a jerk. It’s up to you, but make no mistake, you’re mine!”

“How does that work?” I taunt, relishing the ache where my hip bones dig into the desk. “I fuck Zayd and Legacy too.”

He covers my mouth with his hand and threatens, “If you don’t shut up, I’ll choke you with my dick!”

I clench around his cock, and my eyes roll to the back of my head. He fucks me like he owns me, body and soul.

I climax, and my moans are muffled behind his hand while he continues drilling into me. The orgasm doesn’t sweep over me like a gentle breeze. It hits like a hurricane, wreaking such destruction my body shakes in the aftermath.

Jacob is not far behind. He spills his release inside me with a deep groan, his body jerking. His thrusts soon slow down, and he whispers my name, bringing me back to the reality of what awaits me if my father finds out. I escape from underneath him and scramble away, pulling my jeans up and my top down. “I can’t.”

He leans back against the desk, removes the condom, and tucks himself away. There’s nothing hurried about his movements. “We can and we will.”

I shake my head in denial. Panic is quickly rising up inside me, but Jacob looks calm.

He runs a hand through his light-brown hair. “You need to speak to Zayd. I’m getting bored of him looking like an abandoned puppy.”

“What part of ‘we are over’ don’t you get?”

“And I told you, Remi, you belong to me, so you better get used to it or you’ll be in for a rough ride.” He closes the small distance between us and tips my chin up with his fingers. “The game is coming up.”

I flick my eyes between his. “So?”

“We’re going to fight for you! Bennett will have no choice but to let you go when we win.”

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