Page 150 of She will Always be Mine

“No,” I murmur.

Grabbing my hand, he pulls me under a shadowed tree. A second later, I find myself being shoved against the trunk. The friction sends a tingling sensation down my spine and I shiver as I take in his eyes, which are dark like the sky. They steal my breath away.

My bag tumbles to the ground when his hands grab the backs of my knees until my legs are wrapped around his waist.

Grinding his hard cock against my throbbing core, he winds his fingers around my throat in blatant ownership. “You want both your holes filled at the same time, dirty girl?” he growls in my ear. “You greedy for two dicks to pleasure you, hmm?”

“Just yours, Riaan,” I rasp and moan when he thrusts his hips.

Biting my earlobe, he inches back and whispers against my parted lips, “Or do you want to bring a woman to lick and grind against your pussy? Maybe we should bring a third party. I’ll fuck her while she eats your cunt.”

“No. You won’t,” I threaten. My vision goes hazy with dark fury and jealously as I fist his shirt and lick his lips. “I only want your cock, your mouth, and your fingers, Riaan.”

“Why? he demands.

“Because you’re mine,” I whisper, sliding my fingers in his hair.

“Good girl.”

Smashing his lips against mine, he kisses me savagely and I kiss him back with the same intensity and passion. I suck his tongue and he groans in pleasure.

His hips thrust and grind against my pussy and the friction has me moaning loudly, unashamedly.

Every inch of him is hard yet his lips are soft as they plunder my mouth.

His hand cups my ass so he can control my movement every time his dick presses against me. My hard nipples seek the sting of his teeth and I wish he would stop teasing and just fuck me. The alcohol, his touch, and his eager mouth has me dizzy and drowning in lust.

“Riaan.” I whimper against his mouth. “Fuck me. Please.”

“Is your cunt aching, filthy girl?”

“So much.”

His hand on my throat slides down to my left breast and he squeezes before twisting my nipple painfully. I shudder when his tongue licks the column of my throat and bites down hard on my pounding pulse.

My eyes open at the sting and my body stills when I stare at a wide-eyed Monica.

Riaan stops when I go completely immobile and leans back to look at me.

“Monica,” I gasp, and Riaan’s brows knit together before he follows my line of sight. I push him away until he lets me slide to my feet.

“Monica!” I shout, but she runs away.

Riaan calls my name but I can only stand numb and staring after her as my best friend disappears into the darkness.

I don’t want to lose her…my mind and heart scream.

Chapter Forty-Nine

NYRA

I can’t seem to catch a break.

Just when I’m picking up the pieces of one mess, another waits around the corner.

The next day, I’m dread the thought of confronting Monica throughout the ride to campus. I insisted on taking a cab to school, but Riaan wouldn’t budge.

Last night, he tried his best to reassure me that everything would be fine. He knows how much my friendship means to me and confidently said it’s the same for Monica. Riaan added that the way she worried about me when I was gone told him so.

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