“Fuck you, Kai,” I cry out.
“If you really wanted to finish then you would,” he sing-songs.
“I don't need to finish,” I grit out.
“I’m sure you don’t, love. I guess you can just go all day throughout school frustrated. I’m sure you’ll be fine.” He shrugs his broad shoulders cockily.
My pussy is still throbbing, but my pride is trying to overpower everything else.
He reaches forward and starts rubbing my clit once more. My head falls back again while my hips buck violently.
“Finger fuck yourself, Desiree,” Kai demands.
This time I do. I can’t even help it. I slide a finger inside my pussy so quick, I lift my foot into the ledge, getting a deeper angle.
“Oh fuck,” Kai groans.
And that’s all it takes, the sound of his deep voice, and I feel the orgasm wash over me. It hits me so quickly that I’m almost embarrassed. It’s like my body is already used to his touch. Already craving his touch.
I moan as my hips start bucking faster and faster, and my head falls back against the wall. My climax explodes through me, making me slide down the shower wall, my hand still palming my clit while my finger flicks my G spot inside me.
Kai stands over me, watching as the last tremors of my orgasm hit me. When it’s over, he clenches his jaw, a thoughtful look on his face. “That’s the second time I’ve made you come.” He bends down and helps me out of the shower. “Now dry off and let's go to school.”
The whole way to school, Kai listens to hardcore rock music and I imagine that’s what it’s like inside his head at all times. When we arrive at school, everyone is staring at us. I feel like I’m in a movie, getting out of Kai’s black Ferrari.
We step out of the car and Kai is immediately at my side, his hand resting on the back of my jeans.
“I switched your classes around,” he bends down, whispering in my ear. “Now you’re all mine for the whole day.”
“You’re a student. You couldn’t have changed my schedule,” I say nervously because I don’t know how much pull Kai has at this school.
His only answer is a sinister chuckle.
We make it inside and I see Killian and Ava walking together as well. Ava’s eyes are tired and I want so badly to ask her if she’s okay, but she doesn’t even look my way.
I start walking away and Kai grabs my arm. “Where do you think you’re going? I told you, you’re going to be my shadow.”
“I gotta go to the bathroom,” I say, jerking my arm from his grip.
I stalk down the hall, but I hear him directly behind me. He follows me into the bathroom.
“What?!” I yell, throwing my hands up.
“You are not to leave my side,” Kai says, glaring down at me.
“Are you going to go inside the stall with me and watch me piss, too?”
“If I have to.” He shrugs.
I give up for now and stomp past him, and we make our way to English together.
As Kai promised, our schedules are lined up completely. He’s at my side in every class, and by lunchtime, he has me sitting on his lap. I sit stiffly, barely picking at my food while Kai sits comfortably. I feel his hard body beneath mine, reminding me of this morning in the shower. His eyes have promised that that wouldn’t be the last time all day.
Of course, my body reacts. I blame it on the fact that I’m touch-starved and have trauma.
That has to make someone fucked up in the head, right?
He has me so confused. I know he doesn’t like me. In fact, he’s been outright brutal and cruel.
It’s like he has something to prove by making me come, but I don’t know what?
My nerves are all twisted up, it feels like I haven't had the time to let my feelings catch up with me. I just want to scream. If I could describe a perfect way for how Kai makes me feel...it’s just that. Screaming.
I hate admitting it, but my body is starting to crave his touch. My mind knows logically that this isn’t right. I need to tell someone. I need to get away from Kai, but who can I tell?
Kai’s hand rubs up and down my thigh gently, almost as if we’re a normal couple. It almost feels safe, and if I close my eyes for a moment, I can almost forget about how we first met.
“Why have you been staring at Desiree this entire lunch period?” Kai asks.
I look up to see who he’s talking to, and see some guy sitting at the end of the table with brown hair.
The guy smirks. “She’s fucking hot, dude. Think I can have my turn when you’re done?” he asks, licking his lips.
The table goes silent. Kai moves me off his lap and slowly stands, cracking his knuckles as he does. His heavy black boots sound like a death march as he makes his way to the boy.
“Come on, dude, I was just fucking around. No need to have a hissy fit.”
The words are barely out of his mouth before Kai yanks him up by his collar and punches him square in the nose. The guy falls to the floor and Kai places his boot on his neck. “If you so much as look at her again, I’ll fucking kill you.”
I stay rooted to the spot, mouth open in shock. A hand lightly touches my arm and I flinch.
Ava is staring at me with wide eyes, full of sympathy.
“Come on,” she says gently, and leads me away from the situation.
We walk to a more secluded hallway, and she hands me a tissue from her purse. I look at it, still numb. It’s as if there’s a
