When I get to English, Kai sits beside me. I pretend he doesn’t exist, but my palms are sweaty.
The whole class, he stares at me...and so does the rest of the class.
My nerves are like a living thing as their whispers surround me, and I feel a random rivulet of sweat cascade down my back. It tickles and I want to scratch it, but I don’t. I feel frozen in my anxiety.
“She doesn’t look like anything special. Must give good head if Kai’s giving her the time of day.”
“Must be Kai’s new fuck.”
“She’s not even that pretty.”
“She’s got nice tits, though.”
They keep coming the entire class. With each passing comment, my nerves threaten to overtake me to the point that, when the bell rings, I’m in such a rush to get out of there that I trip and almost fall. A few giggles follow me, but I’m out of there so fast I barely hear them.
I’m halfway to the bathroom when someone grabs my arm and jerks me inside a small storage closet.
I yelp, but a hand comes down over my mouth, and I’m face to face with Kai once more.
I bite his finger, and he laughs. “Try and hurt me, love,” Kai says, softly twirling a piece of my hair between his fingers. “I will only enjoy it.” He brings my strand of hair to his face and inhales deeply.
“God, can you just leave me alone?” I ask, exasperated.
His hand wraps around my throat. “I feel your pulse thumping against my skin. Are you finally afraid?” he asks.
“No,” I lie.
His smile is that of a hungry shark, and then, quick as lightning, he pulls the V of my t-shirt down to reveal my bra.
“Hey!” I shriek, my hands immediately coming up to cover my chest, but Kai stops me.
He shoves his hips into my stomach, his leg between mine, and his one hand locks around both my wrists, securing them above my head. I’m trapped, pinned in place by what feels like a slab of concrete.
Tears spring to my eyes. “Come on, don’t do this,” I say.
“Ah,” he says softly, that cold smile back in place. “There’s the fear I’ve been searching for.”
I open my mouth to scream, and he shakes his head mockingly, tutting me. “Go ahead and scream if you want, but no one will come for you.”
I do it anyway. It's loud and shrill, echoing inside the small space.
I’m cut off when Kai pulls my bra below my breasts, causing them to lift further.
I turn my head to the side, squeezing my eyes shut. “Okay, you’ve humiliated me. I get it. You can let me go now,” I whisper.
He chuckles darkly. “And where would be the fun in that? I’ve only just started with you, love.”
He reaches around and unclasps my bra from behind my back and pulls it off. He forcefully pulls my arms down from the position he had them in and wrenches them behind my back and ties them together with my bra.
I finally bring my gaze to meet his again and the tears in my eyes threaten to spill over at the cruel and hungry look he’s giving me.
“That’s better,” he says softly with his head cocked to the side, eyes glued to my breasts. “You look like such a good little whore with your hands behind your back like that. With your back arched and your tits pushed out like an offering. How does it feel to offer yourself to me?” he asks huskily.
“I’m not offering myself to you, asshole. You’re delusional!” My voice cracks and he smiles.
His hands cup my breasts and I tense. I hate that my body reacts even though I don’t want this.
I can’t deny that my body wants him to touch me.
He watches my face as he swipes both of his thumbs over each nipple slowly. I jerk, a zing of pleasure shooting through me, but I flail about. “Stop,” I say.
I manage to push off the wall and he growls, shoving me back, his hand squeezing my neck while he starts pinching my nipples with his other hand.
“You’re already like putty in my hands. Look at your pretty titties. Tight little nipples begging to be sucked and bitten. This is almost too easy.”
“It’s not easy,” I say breathlessly, my clit throbbing between my thighs. “I don’t like this. Stop. Please stop now.”
He crouches in front of me, his eyes never leaving mine as his mouth closes around one of my nipples.
I bite my lip hard to prevent crying out.
“Kai,” I gasp. “Please stop.”
His teeth clamp down around my nipple while his tongue laps at the little bud rapidly, like a man starved.
His head bobs and weaves, back and forth to each nipple, and my pussy clenches hard.
“You really like these pretty nipples getting sucked, huh?” he says, pinching both of them hard, and I buck my hips.
His dark chuckle comes again. “That’s fucking right, you little slut, already craving my touch.” Then he’s yanking my leggings down so hard I’m surprised they don’t rip.
I gasp, struggling against my bound hands.
“Kai! Okay, that’s enough. Stop. Now!”
He doesn’t even look at me, only sits back on his knees, and licks his lips.
His eyes are dark with heat. His hands curl around the backs of my thighs, palming the flesh of my ass.
And then he slides his finger between my pussy lips to find me soaked.
“Oh, Kai stop,” he taunts, throwing my words back at me. “I don’t like this please stop.”
He teases me, his long middle finger gliding between my folds from clit to entrance.
“You’re a dirty little liar,” he says. “Should’ve known.”
Then he dives in, putting his mouth on my sex.
“Kai,” I cry out, my head falling back.
I’ve only gotten oral sex a few times from Chad, but it never felt like this.
Kai’s tongue works magic as he licks the length of me over and over again, before sucking my clit into his mouth.
An unintelligible sound leaves my mouth as I buck my hips
