Page 18 of Cruel Prep (Princes of Ravenlake Academy 1)

I roll my hips up, incapable of staying still a second longer. When I do, Finn moans.

I snap my attention back to him, and realize he slipped his hand away from my breast at some point and is now firmly gripping his own cock.

I thought when we came up here that he’d do that inside of me. That this was just the warm-up.

“Finn, do you want to—?” I try to sit up, but he slides his fingers out of me and pushes me back into the mattress.

Even without his hand, my body is still convulsing, feeling the last remaining pulses of my orgasm.

Finn holds me down and pumps more furiously, rising up onto his knees.

I watch him, transfixed, confused and sated and mesmerized. Every emotion all at once.

He grits his teeth as his hand slides down his length, and I want to reach out for him, but it is clear that isn’t what he wants. Finn likes to take control, and I don’t mind.

His stomach tenses, showing off his lean, toned torso.

It happens so fast that I’ve barely registered he has moved at all when suddenly, he is ripping my dress up. The fabric falls over my face, and I scramble to pull it away. By the time I do, Finn is hovering over me, pumping himself as he admires my body.

“Fuck.” He tips his head back and moans as I feel his warmth splatter on my stomach.

Finn’s groans slow down to silence.

His voice emerges from the darkness. “The bathroom is down the hall if you need to clean up.” He picks up his shirt on the floor, sees the mess on the front, and then tosses it lazily at the closet door.

“Oh,” I say. “Thanks.”

I consider putting my shoes on, but I want a reason to come back to this room and figure everything out. I want there to be a reason for me to be in here with him again.

So, I drop them next to the bed and pad across the plush carpet and into the hallway.

The party is curiously quiet downstairs, and I peek over the railing and see why.

Everyone has paired off. People are making out all over the furniture and on the floor. Couples are leaned against walls, grinding against one another shamelessly, and I’ve never seen anything like it before. I feel like I’ve stumbled into an adult film set.

Was I just a party hookup? In Finn’s room, with his attention on me, I felt cherished. Chosen.

Now, seeing everyone else getting their rocks off, I feel like a fool.

I spin away from the railing and have to stop to steady myself with a hand on the wall. My vision spins before I regain my footing and move down the hallway.

There seem to be more doors than there were before, and I can’t even remember which room is Finn’s anymore.

I stumble to the end of the hallway, turn a knob, and throw the door open, thinking the worst that will happen is I’ll walk in on a couple … coupling. But if they are anything like the people downstairs, they won’t mind.

Except, the door doesn’t open all the way. It catches on something.

“Hello?”

There are no lights on, so I can’t see inside. I push on the door a bit harder and it gives way, but there is something blocking it. Something heavy.

It opens enough for me to slip inside, so I do. I fumble along the wall for the light switch and then curse when I find it and the light blinds me.

Blinking against the sudden brightness, I take a step forward and kick something.

Or rather, someone.

I curse again. “Sorry. I didn’t know anyone was—”

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