Total pages in book: 185
Estimated words: 175455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 877(@200wpm)___ 702(@250wpm)___ 585(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 175455 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 877(@200wpm)___ 702(@250wpm)___ 585(@300wpm)
I pull back quickly. “I’m sorry. It was an accident, I didn’t mean to.”
He nods, pushing my face back onto his cock and pushing until he hits the back of my throat. I start to panic again but he doesn’t make me stay there this time, he lets me go back to the shallow end. I want to stay here, so I pump my hand faster and suck on his head while I do.
“You like having a cock in your mouth, princess? This is where you belong, isn’t it?”
My stomach sinks, but I do my best to ignore his words. I just have to get him off, then this will be over. It’s not that hard. Other girls do this all the time, so surely I can get through it once.
“How come you’ve never let anyone fuck you yet, Zoey? Is your pussy special, too?” he inquires.
My whole body heats with humiliation, but I ignore his words and labor over his cock, sucking it, licking the tip, trying everything that might feel good. My jaw is already starting to ache, and I haven’t even been sucking him for that long, but he’s so freaking thick.
“And your mouth,” he continues, his tone conversational as I suck him off. “How the fuck do you make it to senior year without sucking a single dick? Don’t you date?”
I don’t know if he needs to put me down to get off or he’s just doing it for fun, but I ignore his comments and keep working.
Finally, he stops running his fucking mouth and starts caressing my head again. “That’s good. Suck harder, Zoey. If you want to be my little whore, you’re gonna have to earn it.”
I don’t want to be his little anything, and he knows it. This is so humiliating. That I am going to have to sit in the same classroom as him tomorrow is completely horrifying. Maybe I could transfer to a different history class. Maybe I can convince my mom the torment over the Jake situation is so bad, I need to switch schools.
He groans and pushes my face closer to his pelvis, lodging more of his cock deeper in my throat as a hot jet of salty release spills into my mouth and I gag. I’m one part mortified, one part disgusted, and one part relieved.
It’s finally over.
“Open your mouth,” he demands. “I wanna see it.”
I look up at him, confused, but I open my mouth so he can see his cum inside.
“Mm, good little princess,” he murmurs, caressing my cheek approvingly. “Now swallow.”
I swallow twice to get every last bit of his release off my tongue and down my throat.
“Fuck,” he murmurs, looking down at me again. He looks like he wants to say more, maybe do more, but Jake has now reached hyper levels of freaked out.
“We need to get the fuck out of here, man,” Jake says.
Carter nods, but his dark eyes remain locked on me. I’m hunched on the floor, my palms pressed against the linoleum, still on my knees. I feel like a trained pet appealing to an abusive master for a little mercy. Looking up at him like this, he looks even more untouchable than he usually does, prowling through the halls in his letter jacket, surrounded by fans.
“Now, you’re going to keep your mouth shut about this, right, Zoey?” he asks calmly. He already knows the answer, he’s just reminding me—like I need a reminder after that.
I nod wordlessly, breaking his gaze and looking down at the floor.
“Good. If you start thinking about this later and feel I need to share Jake’s lesson about consequences, let me promise you, it will be your last crusade—and it won’t be worth it.”
I don’t say anything more. He’s already touched me, used me, and humiliated me. I know he wants to do more, and as much as I want to stand up for myself, I want to survive much more. Taking on Jake was one thing, but Carter? No way.
There’s no remorse in him for what he just made me do, so I know that whatever is rotten inside him, whichever wires are crossed in his brain to make him capable of such atrocities, he could do much worse to me without batting an eye.
Submission is so much more than he deserves, but it’s the only way I know to keep myself even a little bit safe, so as he stands over me, looking down at me, I stay on the floor and keep my head bowed like his well-trained pet.
“Until tomorrow, princess.”
And with those last parting words, the door opens and they all slip out into the hall, leaving me here to cry by myself.
Chapter 4
I don’t sleep much all night, and when morning comes, I don’t even consider going to school. I’ve been so strong throughout this entire ordeal with Jake, I’ve never let them chase me into hiding, but yesterday was too much. Today, I will hide out at home, because the alternative of facing Carter and his minions at school is something I just can’t handle right now.