Page 44 of Little Devil

“How long do think it’ll be before he gives up on her?” Penelope asks, making Sienna laugh.

“Why, because you want him all for yourself?”

“You know I do.”

“Yeah, well, maybe she’ll move on with someone else and he’ll finally leave her alone.”

“Move on with who?”

“I don’t know,” Sienna mutters. “I know the new boy likes her, though. Maybe she’ll give in and date him.”

Penelope snorts at that, loudly. “Don’t be an idiot, Si. JJ wouldn’t touch that freak with a ten foot pole. She’s too far up her own ass to mess around with a guy like that.”

Xander smirks at me and I smirk back, taking the hand between my legs to move it down to my pussy. He slides two fingers inside me and I tighten my grip on his hair, pulling him in to encourage him to kiss me again.

“You love this, don’t you?” he whispers, so quiet I can barely hear him. “Me getting you off when you know we could get caught any second now. It makes you wild.”

I nod and he drags my bottom lip out between his teeth, simultaneously rubbing my clit with his palm to set me off. The girls continue to talk shit about us but I don’t care, I’m too focused on him and the way he plays my body like a song. He squeezes my outer thigh with his free hand and quickens his pace, shoving his tongue into my mouth while he pushes me over the edge. My orgasm hits me hard and I dig my nails into the back of his neck, shamelessly riding his hand to get it to last as long as possible.

“..and– wait, what was that?”

Sienna’s question startles me and I cling to Xander with my heart in my throat, careful not to make a sound while my pussy throbs with the aftershocks.

“Bitch, you’re hearing things,” Penelope decides, followed by the sound of their heels tapping along the floor with their exit.

I let out a long breath of relief and lean back against the wall, reaching down to run my hand over his cock through his pants. It jerks beneath my touch and I pull his zipper down, crouching down in front of him to rest my ass on my thousand dollar stilettos. He curses and I take his dick out of his boxers, swallowing him down in one quick move to get it wet with my saliva. His forehead hits the wall above me and I open my mouth, working the base in my hand while I slide my tongue over the tip. He looks down at me and I lick the underside, proud of myself when a strangled out groan escapes his throat.

“God fucking damn, baby,” he whispers, wrapping my hair around his fist to pull my head back a little further. “I can’t fucking stand the way you look right now.”

I grin and his cock pulses in my hand, his hot release shooting out across my tongue and down to the back of my throat. I swallow it all and suck him dry, laughing lightly when he jerks and pulls away from me. He helps me up to my feet and kisses the shit out of me, seemingly unbothered by the taste of his own cum.

“Give me your number,” he pleads, breathing hard against my lips. “Don’t say no.”

I nod and he takes his phone out to pass it to me, kissing my collarbone while I hold it behind his head to do as I’m told. “Why didn’t you just get it from Travis?”

“Because that’s cheating,” he teases, licking his way up to my earlobe to bite it.

I moan and wrap my hands around his neck to enjoy the attention, but then the first bell rings and I jump, pulling away from him to lift my hand up to my throat.

“I didn’t give you a hickey,” he assures me, somehow reading my mind without having to ask.

“Thank you.”

He hides a grin and I roll my eyes, passing his phone back while I move around him to unlock the door. I walk out of the stall and check myself in the mirror above the counter, thankful my hair and make up still looks half decent despite what just happened. I quickly fix my lip gloss and throw my things back into my purse, side eyeing his reflection while he leans back against the doorframe behind me with his hands shoved into his pockets.

How he can act so calm when I’m damn near shaking right now is beyond me, but I don’t call him out on it.

“Wait thirty seconds and then follow me.”

“Whatever you say, princess.”

I resist flipping him off and walk out into the hall, rushing back to my locker to grab the books I need. I get to my next class with less than a minute to spare and take my designated seat, more self conscious than ever over that imaginary sign on my back. Kian raises a brow at me but I pretend not to notice, determined to act casual while I flip to a clean page in my notebook to write the date at the top.

“Where have you been?”

“I had to run out to my car.”

He makes a noise that suggests he doesn’t believe me and I tighten my grip on my pen, looking up from beneath my lashes when I spot Xander walking through the door. He winks at me and drops down at his desk beside Travis, lazily leaning back in his seat with his long legs spread out wide. I shake my head at him and face forward again, cringing to myself when I hear my phone buzzing in my purse. I don’t think the teacher heard it, though, so I lean over to grab it and hide it beneath the table to check the message on the screen.

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