Page 45 of Relentless (The Titans of Founder's Ridge 2)

“What sounds great?” A meaty arm lands around my shoulder. “How are my favorite ladies doing?” Mason asks.

He and Lilith have become friends with the guys’ overprotectiveness leading Levi to make sure Mason tails her if one of them can’t be there. I snake my arm between his backpack and back and tuck into his side. He’s like a walking teddy bear.

“Your favorite ladies?” I ask.

“Yep. Lil can knock Levi on his ass, and you’ve always had him on a leash.”

“It’s true, although I’ve yet to see Lilith take him down.” We stop in front of our classroom and each give him a quick hug before going in and taking our seats. I catch the glare Connor throws at Mason and roll my eyes at Levi.

“He can’t help it,” Levi says as I sit down in front of him. “Asshole is his default setting.”

Lilith and Levi chuckle together, continuing to poke the bear. They get along so well that if I didn’t have such a strong history with Levi, I’d probably be jealous. I know Lilith is crazy for Connor though, so I’m not worried. It should be interesting with them going as dates for Homecoming. I’m sure Levi won’t miss the opportunity to fuck with Connor’s possessive nature.

I only have classes with Lilith in the morning and the rest of the day I’m pretty much on my own. Mason is my Intro to Business class, and we partnered up for a project. We’re supposed to meet in the library during our class of the day to work on it. I’m almost to the double-door entrance when I’m tugged backward into an empty classroom.

“Levi,” I squeak as he closes and locks the door behind us, “we can’t in a classroom.”

“We can’t what?” he smirks.

“Hook up. Remember what happened to last people who did that here?” Margaux was caught giving a blowie to a teacher in his classroom. He was fired, and she transferred to a school back in France for the rest of the year. Not that anyone is sad about that.

“Griff set up those cameras, and we took them down after we released the videos.” He creeps toward me with a devious glint in his eyes. “No one will ever find out.”

I shake my head and take a step back, fighting a grin.

“Gonna make me chase you?”

“I’m going to be late for Mason. We have a project for Intro to Business.” I dart away when he lunges for me.

“He won’t care,” he advances on me again, and I can’t stifle my giggles at his mischievous antics as I back myself into a corner. “Looks like you’re trapped.”

I reach out and pull him to me by the tie. “Now that you’ve cornered me, what are you going to do?”

He spins me so I’m facing the wall and knocks my feet into a wider stance. “Hands on the wall,” he whispers in my ear. His fingertips skim up my legs and over the curve of my hip. “Should I take my time? Tease you until you beg?” One finger glides over my panties, lightly caressing my folds.

I let my head fall back on his shoulder, content to let him do whatever deliciously wicked things he wants to me. I shudder as he trails a line of kisses up the side of my neck to behind my ear.

“Or should I move these panties to side and pound into my favorite pussy hard and fast?” He pulls my panties to the side and dips two fingers inside me. “Soaked for me already,” he hums against my neck. I hear him undo his belt, and then he’s sliding into me.

I arch my back, giving us the perfect angle with me standing. Luckily, I wore the high heels today otherwise there’s no way this would work with his height. He pulls almost all the way out, torturously slow before repeating the same movements. His fingers circle just as slowly around my clit until I’m a whimpering mess with my shaking legs barely holding my weight.

“Levi,” I moan.

“Yes, love?” I don’t need to see him to know he’s smirking.

“Harder.”

“As you wish,” he slams into me, increasing his pace tenfold.

I cry out as I start to come, my pussy clenching around his hard length. He balls my tie up and shoves it in my mouth to keep me quiet. He bites where my shoulder meets my neck as he comes, kneading my hip with one hand until he stops pulsing inside me.

We stand there holding each other up as our pulses slow. He pulls out with a sad little groan and grabs a box of tissues to clean us both up. I look down at my tie and know without a doubt I’ll never look at it the same way.

“That tie is going to drive me fucking crazy from now on,” he grins at me and tucks a stray piece of hair behind my ear. “I love you.”

“I love you, too.” I check the clock over his shoulder and see that we’ve been in here for twenty minutes. Class will be over soon. “I need to get to the library.” Poor Mason has probably been doing all the work.

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