Page 80 of A Vicious Rumor

"You don't get to kiss me if you can't tell me how you feel," she said, her eyes once again full of rage.

She started to run for the exit to the store room, but I was quicker. I stepped in front of her, closing the door tight and pressed my back to it. She pushed against me, but a little thing like her was never going to be able to move a big thing like me, at least not physically.

I was the rock and she was the water. The only thing she could do was wear me down over time.

"Move!" she screamed at me.

"No," I said simply.

She tried to barrel into me again, and this time I grabbed her and flipped us around. She gasped as her back hit the door. My arms came up on either side of her, and I breathed in the air that she was rapidly exhaling. "Stop running away from me," I said to her.

"Stop keeping secrets from me!" she replied.

"I'm not," I spat back.

"You are! You won't admit how you feel!"

"I was trying to show you," I said, my hand reaching around her waist, my fingers pressing into her skin. I could feel the pinpricks in response. She wanted me, even when she tried to resist me.

"That's not fair," she said, her voice breathy. "I want an answer from you."

"Let me show you," I said to her. "It's the best way I know how."

"I hate the way you make me feel," she said, as I moved my hand lower, testing her response.

"Good?"

"Yes," she said. I tried to move in and press my lips to hers, but she jerked her head to the side.

"No," she said. "Not until you say it."

I smirked. "Pretty woman style, huh?" I let my hand wrap around the front of her thigh. I loved that the school uniforms for the girls were skirts. It was going to make all of this that much easier.

My fingers danced against her thighs, back and forth, back and forth, making shivers move through her body. "Tell me how I make you feel, Tiger Lily," I said to her. "I want to hear it all. I want everyone in the hallway to hear how good you feel when I fuck you against this door."

Her arms wrapped around my shoulders and her nails dug into my skin. "Then just stop teasing me and do it already," she said.

"Not yet," I replied, moving my hand away from her thighs and up her body. I lifted her shirt on my ascent, looping a thumb under her bra, and pulling it up so that her perfect breasts spilled out. "I want you begging for it," I said.

"Just take it off," she moaned as I cupped one breast, then the other.

I smirked. "No, I like it this way. Seeing your breasts spilling out, shirt pressed up, and you pressed against the door. It's raw and beautiful, just like you."

Her nipples were standing upright now, and I ran my hand against them, back and forth, grazing them gently.

"Please," she moaned.

"What is it you want? Tell me," I whispered against her neck, pressing gentle kisses into it. She was rubbing her thighs together and I could tell that she was feeling the buildup already.

"Is this what you want?" I asked her, before dipping my head down and pulling one pert nipple into my mouth. I let my teeth sink into her flesh just slightly, letting her feel the edge of pain. She gasped at the sensation, her hands coming down to run through my hair.

I moved to the pair, twisting the first gently between my fingers. I pulled back to look at her face, so beautifully twisted with pleasure. "What do you think, Tiger Lily? Do you think I could get you to come just from playing with these pert little nipples of yours alone?"

"No, don't," she moaned.

"You want me to stop?" I said before cupping my mouth back over one breast and tonguing her peak.

"No," she gasped as I tested the little bud with my teeth again. "I need more."

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