Page 41 of Leave Me Broken

“Make your daddy come, baby.”

Ash isn’t the only one whimpering now. Not even three pumps later, he grunts. His eyes pop open and he glowers at me down his nose. A familiar look etches his face that’s so. Fucking. Hot. He thrusts his hips and I know he’s coming. My hand stays on his dick until his hand falls away.

Ash grunts when I touch the tip of his penis. I can’t see it with the badly lit parking lot but there is a definite wet spot. I guess it’s a good thing his pants are black.

“Happy with yourself?”

I nod encouragingly. “Very. Did I do good?”

Lust flares but his dick softens under my touch. It’s not often I get to feel it soft and want to leave it that way.

With a lazy hand, he pulls my forehead to his lips and murmurs, “So fucking good.” I burrow into his body—without the distraction of Ash coming, the cold air is biting through my clothes. Now that I think about it, my knee is hurting too. “But you’re definitely going to pay for making me bust in my bloody trousers.” He grips my hair and tilts my head back. A wicked smile on his face. “Remember what I said the last time you almost made me bust in my pants?”

I swallow.

“You made Daddy make a mess in his pants. On your knees, babygirl.”

I back away because I know we’ve already been gone a long time. Way longer than explainable but also because the predator look in his eyes is frightening in the best way. That excitement that bloomed in my stomach forever ago, the first time I sucked him off, is back and double what I felt before. Except I forget I can’t walk backward. I stumble but Ash is quick to catch me with an arm around my waist.

He doesn’t pick me up, instead drops his forehead to my collarbone. He sucks in a deep breath. “You’re so fucking lucky your knee is protecting you from what I want to do.”

I chew on my lip and giggle. “Yeah, what’s that?”

It’s not Ash that answers. Someone clears their throat and when I look the way it came from, I see we aren’t hiding behind the bus anymore. People inside wouldn’t be able to see us but someone standing in front of the bus can.

Mr. Burton is watching us with a nasty smirk. Everything in my body goes cold and not because Ash is quick to stand us up and let go of me completely. He steps in front of me, but it doesn’t stop the shiver that racks my body from the look on Mr. Burton’s face. Like a stray dog looking at a steak and not in a good way.

“Payson, go inside,” Ash demands.

There’s no room for argument in his voice, not that I want to. I hurry as fast as I can, making sure I take the long way around the back of the bus because I don’t want to walk past Mr. Burton. I don’t look back and throw the door open. The smell of garlic and tomato sauce makes my stomach growl.

Janelle is walking by from the bathrooms. She eyes me with a wild look in her eyes. After a quick glance to the dining room and seeing no one noticed my entry, she pulls me the way of the bathroom. I have to tell her to slow down, which she does.

She locks the door behind us and spins to me. “Are you guys crazy? You’ve been out there like fifteen minutes. The food has already been delivered.”

Fifteen minutes? That’s all? It felt like way longer, if I’m being honest. “I know.” I breathe out an exasperated breath. “Trust me, it wasn’t planned.”

“Well, spill the details because I covered for you.”

“Jay,” I scold.

She scoffs. “Come on, Pay. I’ve gone so long without sex I’m pretty sure my hymen has grown back and I’m once again a virgin.”

I burst out laughing. I love how Janelle can always make me forget whatever is on my mind—like Mr. Burton. “I just kind of gave him a handy.”

Excitement dances in her eyes. “Uh-huh and?”

“That’s it. I mean he came in his pants bu—”

She gasps and even bounces in place. “Oh my God! Like his black pants? Is he going to walk in here with a wet spot? We have to go see!” She spins and flicks the lock so fast I go dizzy but I’m able to grab her arm and stop her from leaving. “I don’t know because Mr. Burton walked up on us. Not like during anything but he was, uh, nuzzled into my chest. Obviously not like a coach would be.”

Janelle’s eyes drop. “I don’t blame him.” I shove her and she laughs. “But that’s scary as fuck. What did he say? Is he going to report Ash?”

Oh, my word, I didn’t even think about that. Things are so easy with Ash I forget our relations aren’t meant to happen for a reason. “I don’t know.”

Janelle’s smile sinks into a frown. “Mr. Burton is the grossest piece of shit out there. No way he can report Ash for hugging you.”

I want to tell her it was more than a hug and I’m not sure how long he was actually there watching us, or how much he saw—or heard, but I need to make sure Ash is okay.

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