Page 32 of Brutal Lies
“I still have to go to class,” I tell him, pulling off my camel coat. “If you want foreplay, you better start without me.”
He strips off his pants while I take off my skirt. We lose our clothes as if we’re racing to beat each other. I press my naked body against his, rubbing his cock with my tummy. His eyes flutter as he holds onto my ass, and his cock throbs in between us.
“Sit on the couch,” he whispers against my shoulder.
I want to run, but I show some control and walk slowly over to the old couch. I sit down and spread my legs. He smiles when he sees how wet I am. I moan as I tilt my head back against the cushion, imagining him entering me and spreading me apart. That’s what I like—his fat cock making me sore.
Bryce kneels in front of me, lifting my legs by the knees until my back slides down along the couch. “You’re tense,” he whispers, kissing my inner thigh, sending tingles up my legs. I moan as his tongue traces my leg until it stops on my soaked slit. His tongue parts my slit, and my hands grab his hair as pleasure races through me. I slump down even farther; every jab of his tongue sends a jolting chill through me.
My eyes flutter open, and I watch his face buried between my legs. It gives me a kick to see Bryce pleasing me. The richest boy in Stonehaven, desperate to make me cum. It doesn’t take long as my body tightens and twists against his mouth. He holds me steady as I moan louder. The sensations rush into me, then over me as my body squeezes, then lets go.
Bryce sits back, his chin gleaming with my juices. “See, I can think of someone else.”
I rest my fingertip on my lip. “I don’t mind if you want to be selfish now.”
I don’t know if anyone hears us, but we are loud as he bends me over the couch again. I shout as I come, and he holds onto my ass, pushing himself in deeper as he sends his cum deep into me. I would let him go bareback, but he insists on a condom. He’s right. Nothing is 100 percent, but I keep being taught that lesson.
We walk upstairs together but slip out of the dorm separately. I don’t know why. No one is around.
My phone chimes as I head upstairs to my classroom, and there’s a text from Derick. My heart sinks when I read it.
Derick: The bail is 10k.