It only makes my orgasm hit me harder. I’m sobbing around the gag, my body shaking under him as tears roll down my cheeks.
His grip on my hair and hip are punishing as he thrusts a few more times before stilling and letting out a moan so loud it echoes through the stairwell. I feel his cock twitch inside me, filling me with ropes of his warm, sticky seed.
We’re both panting heavily, the sounds of the aftermath filling the space around us.
I whimper as he pulls out of me. “Fuck me,” he groans. “Do you know how sexy you look. Your pretty pink, swollen pussy dripping with my cum.” I suck in a breath that turns into a moan when he slides his fingers in me, shoving his cum back into my spent pussy. “Don’t want to waste any of this now do we.” He pumps his fingers a few times, making me squirm from overstimulation. He slides my panties up, and puts them back into place.
“You’ve been such a good girl for me, Pretty Girl. Such a good little sister,” he murmurs tauntingly before placing a kiss on each of my lace covered ass cheeks.
The bell chimes, signaling the end of lunch. That seems to snap me out of whatever fucked up little sex haze I was in.
I scramble to my feet and glare at Grayson as he chuckles. I pull the gag out of my mouth and hold it out to him. He shoves it in his pocket, but from the lack of a tie around his neck, I’m going to guess that’s what he used.
Fuck, why does the idea of that have my already spent pussy clenching? I need to get out of here and away from this man who makes it hard to think. “I can't believe we just did that,” I huff, making sure my skirt is in place and trying to ignore the way my panties are soaked with his release.
“Pretty Girl, stop being mad at me. I told you I was sorry for keeping our parents’ relationship a secret, but I’m not sorry for wanting you.” He shrugs. “Our parents don’t need to know what we do. We’re adults. As long as they’re happy and in love, it shouldn’t matter what we do.”
“They can’t find out.” I bite my lip. “And your part of the arrangement is over anyway.”
“It doesn’t have to be.” He steps closer, fixing my hair. “I meant what I said, Sadie, I still have so much I want to do to you—I mean teach you.” He grins. “Let me.”
I should say no. I got what I wanted. If I keep sleeping with him, it’s going to make it harder to get over him when we stop. I need to tell him no.
“Okay.”
The smile he gives me makes it all worth it in this moment. Anything else is tomorrow Sadie’s problem to deal with.
“Come on, Pretty Girl. Let’s go back to the Host Club room and grab your stuff. Then I’ll walk you to your next class.”
We exit the stairwell just as people enter from above us. I can't believe I just let Grayson fuck me in the school’s stairwell. I can't believe he caught me watching Preston’s sex tape.
“Ah, are you going to tell him?” I ask Grayson as we head down the hall.
“Tell who what?” he asks, looking down at me with a knowing grin.
“Thanks.” I smile softly before looking away.
“Found her!” Grayson calls out with a chuckle as we walk inside the room.
Preston is standing on the other side of it with his arms crossed. He cocks a brow. “That's one long-ass piss.”
People chuckle around us, and my cheeks flame. I say nothing and rush over to my stuff, which was placed by Preston’s desk.
When I bend over, I hear a low growl from behind me. Grabbing my bag, I straighten up quickly and turn to rush away, not looking at Preston.
As I’m about to pass him, he grabs my arm, holding me still. My heart pounds as he steps up to me, lowering his lips to my ear. “Are you aware you have cum dripping down your thighs?” The question is rhetorical. “Can’t wait to see my cum spilling from your used cunt tomorrow.”
He lets go of me, and I almost trip over my feet as I stumble away. “You okay?” Grayson asks, looking behind me with a stormy gaze before looking back at me.
“I’m fine.” I smile up at him. “Let's go.”
I have no idea what being with Preston is going to be like tomorrow. The idea both scares and thrills me all at the same time.
Preston is going to ruin me, and I think I might just like it.