Total pages in book: 50
Estimated words: 48601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 48601 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 243(@200wpm)___ 194(@250wpm)___ 162(@300wpm)
“A chance, huh?”
She blushes. “I was a real asshole, and I’m… you know.” She shifts on her feet, her hands twisting in front of her.
“I’m sorry.”
The thing is, I get it. Mostly. I get that someone like Ramona has her life planned out by the fifteen-minute increment. She has her plans, and her routines, and her projected trajectories. Hell, probably her whole life; marriage, kids, and her dream job are already planned out. And I get that I’m the biggest monkey wrench those plans have ever had to deal with. I get it that I’m probably not who she ever imagined falling into bed with. That and even if I don’t give much of a shit about what the douchebags of Winchester Academy say about us, I get it that she might not be overly anxious to tell everyone about losing her virginity to the guy who’s going to be her stepbrother in a few weeks.
“It’s fine,” I shrug. “I’m over it.”
She gives me a wry smile, and then surprises me by stepping closer.
“It’s not fine,” she says quietly, chewing at her lip. “Last night…”
She blushes fiercely as she steps closer, opening my locker as if she’s looking in there.
“I can’t stop thinking about last night,” she whispers heatedly.
“Specifically, which part of last night,” I growl lowly as she swallows thickly.
“You know which part.”
I shake my head, moving closer as I pretend to reach past her for something in the locker.
“See I’m having trouble keeping track of which part, to be honest,” I groan behind her. “Do you mean the part where I watched you make yourself come?”
She gasps quietly, her body stiffening.
“Or the part where I spread those pretty thighs and tasted that perfect little pink pussy?”
Ramona moans a choked, trembling moan, and I watch as she shivers.
“Or did you mean the part where you…”
I lean in until my lips are right by her ear as I pretend to reach past her.
“The part where you wrapped those pouty lips around my cock.”
She whimpers but I just keep going. Fuck it, at this point, I don’t even care if somebody sees me lift up her skirt, yank her panties to the side, and fuck her right here in the hallway.
“Or fuck, Ramona. Do you mean you can’t stop thinking about the part where you wrapped your legs around me and moaned for me as I slid my big cock deep in that tight little virgin pussy?”
She gasps, trembling, her body shivering as I press against her from behind.
“That what you can’t stop thinking about?” I growl.
“Yes,” she pants out, her breath coming fast.
“Which part,” I hiss.
“All of them.”
I groan, my cock straining at my pants as I try and stop myself from tearing her clothes off right here and now.
“I—last night was incredible, Jamison,” she whispers, half turning. “Like, incredible.” She glances at me over her shoulder, her eyes full of heat and lust.
“I’m sorry I was a brat this morning.”
“You were a brat,” I growl, and she grins, raking her teeth over her bottom lip.
“I know, I was just—”
“See the thing is, Ramona,” I groan, moving so close to her that I’m basically pinning her to the lockers with my body.
“I think maybe you just need to get fucked like a brat.”
Her breath catches, her body trembling against mine as a whimpered moan falls from her lips.
“How wet are you right now,” I growl into her ear.
“Very,” she gasps.
I groan at the image of sweet little Ramona making her panties all messy and wet, and my cock lurches between my thighs.
Fuck this. I’m not wasting another second by not having her sliding down my length.
“Do you think…” she blushes fiercely as she turns to look up into my eyes, her gaze hungry and wild.
“Do you think after school, we could…” she bites her lip. “Round two?”
My jaw clenches as my eyes flash fire.
“No,” I growl, making her brows shoot up in surprise. “Not after school.”
She frowns, her eyes dropping.
“Oh, yeah, I—I just meant if you didn’t have anything else going—”
“Not after school,” I growl, making her gasp as I press hard into her, pinning her tight to the lockers.
“Right fucking now.”
I grab her hand, and I turn, dragging her down the now-empty hallway, my pulse roaring and my cock throbbing for her. We duck down another hall that leads to the science wing, and I glance around at the empty hallway before I quickly drag her into a dark room and slam the door behind us.
We’re in one of the science labs—the room filled with long tables full of beakers and glass chemistry equipment. But seeing as fifth periods just started and there’s no one using this room, I know we’re in the clear at least for the next hour.
Ramona moans as I spin her and pin her to the door, my lips searing to hers as our bodies writhe together. I groan into her, kissing her fiercely and tasting the sweetness of her lips as her body grinds against mine. She’s a like a drug—an addiction I want to freebase or mainline right to my fucking veins.