Page 43 of Sweet Possession

Closing my eyes, I nearly fall asleep. Its only when he pulls his dick out of my mouth that my eyes pop open. Tucking himself back in, he smirks. No doubt at the dazed look on my face. “Feel better?”

I nod. “Yeah. I didn’t know where you were going with that. I thought you wanted me to blow you, not use your cock as my own personal pacifier.”

He chuckles, pushing hair back off my face. “It’s something I once read about. You’ve been anxious since Brody and the principal. I wanted to relax you.”

“You did. Thank you.” I smile up at him dreamily.

“Good.” He drops a kiss to my mouth. “Now get to lunch. You need to eat.” I roll my eyes and climb up off the floor.

Straightening my uniform, I move towards where my bag is discarded on the floor and pick it up before turning back to Asher. He watches me as I stare at him. I grin, then move towards the door.

Flicking the lock open, I glance over my shoulder and wink. “See you later, Mr. Grant.”

ChapterTwenty-Seven

ASHER

I am fucking raging.

I have never felt anger like I feel right now.

That fucker kept my angel behind again, causing Principal Abernathy to catch us in the hallway. Now Remi is distressed. I managed to calm her down some, but I can tell she’s still anxious. I know our relationship is getting to her, and if I were a better man, I would let her go so she can experience high school like a normal eighteen-year-old. But I’m not a better man, and I won’t let her go.

I watch as she walks away. She has a smile on her face and is a lot calmer than she was, but I can tell she is hiding her worry for my sake. Pushing out of my chair, I rearrange my cock. I am so fucking hard, begging for release. But what I just did wasn’t about me or getting off. It was about pacifying my angel, helping her feel better.

Now it’s time to make me feel better.

Striding out of the room, I head down the hall to where I know I will find the asshole who is trying to ruin my relationship.

Again.

Over my dead body will I allow him to get away with it. The fucker’s going to learn just how far I’ll go to keep my angel. Coming to his door, I find it already open and Brody inside at his desk, head down as he focuses on his laptop. I scowl before stepping inside. He hears my footsteps, and his head snaps up, eyes locking on me as a smirk curves his lips, almost as if he knew I would come.

Closing the door, I click the lock into place, my eyes never leaving his. His smile widens like he got exactly what he wanted. Me. In his classroom.

“Ash?” he says casually, leaning back in his chair.

“Don’t ‘Ash’ me, motherfucker.” I move towards him, then get right in his face. “Stop fucking around with Remi. This is the last time I’ll tell you. Leave her out of our fight,” I growl.

He inhales, making me pause. What the fuck was that?

Did he just smell me?

“As long as you keep her around, I won’t stop, Ash. She doesn’t deserve you. She’s a kid. A kid from a shitty home that got lucky with a scholarship. She’s using you. She is a gold-digging whore,” he seethes with so much venom, it shocks me. And then I see red.

My hand darts out, and I grab him by the collar. I’m going to kill the bastard. “What the fuck did you just say?”

He chuckles. “Yeah, I looked into her, Ash. Lives in a shitty apartment, in the rough part of town. I don’t know how you met, but it’s obvious she is using you to get ahead. Poor girl, looking for a leg up and hooks her claws into her teacher? That’s what she’s doing. She will leave you as soon as she gets what she wants.”

I move before I can stop myself. My fist connects with his face. I hit him so hard, I hear bone crack. His head flies back, and he grins as he looks at me. How fucking dare he judge my girl.

“You don’t know anything about her.” I growl.

He swipes his thumb across his bleeding lip, a sadistic smile on his face. “I know enough. I know she isn’t good enough for you.”

I reel back and stare at him incredulously. “And who is good enough for me, Brody? Cali? Oh wait, she fucked my best friend. You.”

“It was a mistake. And no, she wasn’t the one for you either,” he huffs with a scowl.

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