Total pages in book: 87
Estimated words: 83520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 83520 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 418(@200wpm)___ 334(@250wpm)___ 278(@300wpm)
“Who would’ve thought coming all over your tits would be hotter than ejaculating down your throat?” he muses, more to himself than to me.
As I massage the pearly fluid into my skin, he reaches out and tweaks one nipple before scooping up a tiny dollop of his ejaculation and rubbing it over the stiffened little bud. He turns his attention to the other breast before repeating the movement.
Arousal explodes deep in my core, and I try to stomp it out, not wanting it to blaze out of control. When he pinches the other tight peak, it roars back to life again, stronger than before. Any moment, my body will go up in flames.
When my fingers still, he growls, “Massage all of it in and don’t you dare wash any of it off.”
He dips his finger into another glistening drop before bringing it to my lips and spreading it around. My breath catches as he slowly presses the thick digit deep inside my mouth.
“Suck in clean.”
Instead of questioning the directive, my tongue curls around his finger. A burst of saltiness explodes in my mouth. When a moan escapes from me, a look of intense satisfaction settles over his expression and he pulls free.
I don’t understand the strange sense of loss that fills me. Everything he’s done in this bathroom has been to humiliate and degrade me.
And yet…
I would be lying if I didn’t admit that, on some level, I enjoyed it.
Or maybe it’s simply being near Austin again. That he gazed at me for a few fleeting moments with something other than anger and distrust.
No matter what he believes, I never lied or betrayed him. I wish there were a way to make him understand the truth.
Jasper set me up.
And let me fall.
What other explanation is there?
Even if I could trick Jasper into admitting the truth, Austin wouldn’t believe one word that comes out of his mouth. He’d assume it was more fuckery. I’m frustrated that my ex continues to screw with me and there’s nothing that can be done to stop him.
When Austin presses a freshly coated finger to my lips, I obediently open and lick off his cum.
When every drop has been kneaded into my skin, I slide the cups of my bra over my naked breasts. My fingers shake as I fasten the shirt until the last button has been secured. With each shift of my body, I’m intensely aware of the stickiness against the cotton fabric. I won’t be able to go for more than a handful of minutes before what happened in this bathroom rushes back to haunt me.
Once I straighten, I step toward the long row of shiny white porcelain sinks.
“What are you doing?” he barks, deep voice resonating off the walls.
My feet stutter as I glance at him. “Washing my hands.”
“Leave them.” Two strides are all it takes for him to eat up the space between us until his chest presses against the tips of my breasts and it becomes necessary to crane my neck in order to hold the steeliness of his gaze. “I want you to feel me all over your body for the rest of the day. You might have fucked me over, but nothing has changed. You still belong to me. And if I find out that you’ve been anywhere near Jasper, I’ll broadcast to the school and anyone else who will listen that your mom and Pembroke are fucking.”
My teeth scrape across my swollen lower lip as my eyes plead with his. “Can’t we sit down and talk? Let me explain.”
Humor flickers across his expression. “Hell no. I told you payback is going to be a bitch, and I meant it.”
“I don’t understand.” My gaze flickers away as pain radiates throughout my being. “You hate me.”
His fingers slip beneath my chin and he turns it so that there’s no other choice but to meet his eyes.
“You’re right, I do. But that doesn’t mean I’m not going to use your body every chance I get. Once I tire of it, you can run back to Jasper.” His other hand snakes under the hem of my skirt and settles over my pussy before giving it a possessive squeeze. “For the time being, this cunt belongs to me. Do you understand?”
I gasp when his grip tightens, the fingers sinking into the soft skin.
“Yes.”
He cocks his head. “Tell me why.”
“I…”
He shoves the flimsy cotton to the side and slides one finger deep inside until it’s buried to the hilt.
Sharp shafts of need explode in my core as he presses deeper, grinding his palm against my clit. “Tell me why I get to use and abuse this pussy any damn time I want. No matter where we are, you’ll allow me to do it.”
My mouth turns bone dry. As much as I want to glance away, that’s impossible. Heat gathers in my cheeks as my inner muscles unconsciously clench around his finger.