Page 94 of Sinful Desires

“What are you doing with that?” he demanded, not sounding as concerned as he should have. “This is very inappropriate.” He held his hand out, expecting me to return it to his palm.

I rolled my eyes. “Dude. You just looked down my shirt,” I reminded him.

His jaw ticked, but to my surprise, he remained silent. A smirk plastered itself to my face as I twirled the ring between my fingers in a continuous cycle. When I popped it in my mouth his eyes bulged and he leaned over the desk, lunging for me.

The metallic taste hit my tongue immediately right as his hand clasped around my arm in a firm grip. Plucking the ring from my mouth, I ran my tongue over the side of it before offering it back to him.

“Here.” I smirked. “Now every time you fuck her, you can think of me.”

He stared at the ring in horror for a moment before hesitantly snatching it. “What is wrong with you?” he demanded, wiping it against a Kleenex and slipping it back on his finger.

I shrugged nonchalantly. “A lot of things.”

Shaking his head in disapproval, his gaze moved back to me once more. I wanted to know what he was thinking. Did he like my little performance? Was he repulsed? Nothing about how he was behaving gave anything away.

“You’ve earned yourself another day of detention,” he said warily, like he was hesitant on putting himself in this situation again.

Little did he know, that’s exactly what I was counting on.

Chapter 26

Collin

It had taken every ounce of control that I had not to stick my dick in her. I remembered the way it felt to have her walls clenching around me. To have her nails in my back. How she ordered me around and knew exactly what she wanted.

Blowing out a breath of frustration, I shook my head to no one in particular. Maybe I shouldn’t be thinking about Aspen while Madison was on her knees for me—her sloppy sucking echoed around the room, making me cringe. Has she always been this bad at it?

My grip tightened in her hair as I helped guide her up and down on my shaft. Every time I hit the back of her throat; she started gagging which was a fucking turn off. I wasn’t even trying to make her choke. I was never going to cum at this rate.

Frustration coiled around my organs and finally, I took both hands and placed them on the back of her head, forcing my cock down her throat. Her eyes widened, tears slipping from her eyes as it became too much. I couldn’t bring myself to care about any of that though. Rolling my hips, I thrusted in and out of her mouth, drool sliding from her mouth and chin, and all over my dick.

Finally, we were getting somewhere.

Her fingernails dug into my hips, trying to get me to stop, but that wasn’t happening until I got my release. I didn’t give a fuck if she passed out. I’d still keep face fucking her.

Closing my eyes, Aspen’s pink pussy flashed through my mind. My lips parted as I thought back to my night with her, how she tasted, how I wanted more but would probably never get it. She looked sexy between me and Hunter, her head on my shoulder while he played with her cunt.

I buried myself to the hilt inside Madison’s mouth, a groan tearing from my throat as my cum exploded from me.

Cracking my eyes open, Madison wore a look of blatant disgust. Releasing my hold on her, she peeled away from me and started wiping her mouth repetitively as if it were meant to help.

“Damnit, Collin,” she snapped, bringing herself to her feet. She was breathing heavily, a series of coughs ripping through her. “You’re a fucking dick.”

A deep chuckle rumbled through me as I tucked myself back into my pants. Maybe if she could suck dick properly and swallow without any issues, then I wouldn’t have to think about another girl in order to get off.

I officially took Madison in as my girlfriend, and I’ve been trying to be a normal, boring boyfriend. I felt like I owed her some kind of attempt at the least. Not counting what happened with Aspen. That was unexpected and wouldn’t be happening again, even if my body craved her.

According to Hunter and Foster, we had a spy, so we figured it was in our best interest to let Aspen out of the dungeon. While we knew who this person was, we didn’t want them to know that we knew. Not yet at least.

Madison was already making her way into the bathroom. The sound of water running reached my ears moments later, indicating that she was probably washing out her mouth.

“I’m going to head out to the cafeteria,” I called out over the running water. “You coming?”

“No. I’m meeting up with Jess and Paisley.”

I nodded, despite her not being able to see me and snatched my hoodie off the floor where I’d discarded it last night. Slipping it on, I ventured out into the hallway.

At least with her being occupied, we’d be able to talk freely about Raven and Aspen and what the plan was.

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