Chapter 12
Chapter Twelve
A urora was in a mood this morning. I don’t know what pissed her off, but I’d be lying if I said her bitchiness didn’t turn me on.
I haven’t seen her since first period, and I’m aching to fucking touch her.
Which is why I’m currently waiting in the same study room of the top floor of the library we were in yesterday.
I messaged her and she said she’d come by, but that was thirty minutes ago.
Is she standing me up? And why am I still sitting here waiting like a fucking loser?
Because it’s Aurora, and she’s worth waiting for. She’s gonna show.
The bell rings out, signaling lunch is over, and I stand and pick up my bag. Stopping in my steps when the door opens and Aurora walks in appearing flustered.
“Sorry. I came as soon as I could,” she says.
“What happened?” I ask her.
She shuts the door. “My cousin started here today. I couldn’t just leave her by herself.”
“How many fucking cousins do you have?” My bag drops to the floor with a thud as I approach her.
“A lot.” She laughs. “But I’m here now. What did you want?”
“You.” My hands dig into her ass as I pick her up and slam her back against the door. “I need you,” I say before my lips slam down onto hers. My tongue delves into her mouth and my cock grinds into her pussy. Fuck, I need to lose these clothes. I need to be inside her. “You’re fucking addictive.”
“Mhmm. Or you’re just a horny teenager and I’m here,” she says.
My face pulls back from her mouth. “Is that what you think this is?”
Aurora lifts one shoulder. “I don’t know, Connor. I’m not exactly the expert on this, remember?”
I shake my head. “You’re right. I am fucking horny, but only when I think about you. Which is all the fucking time by the way.”
“Connor?”
“Yeah?”
“Shut up and kiss me. If I’m missing class for this, you better make it worthwhile.”
My lips slam back down onto hers, and I carry her over to the desk. Sitting her ass on top. My hands roam under her skirt until I find the knife I know she’s always carrying on her hip. Unclipping the leather clasp, I remove the blade and step back. “Open your legs for me, Aurora.”
“Is this where you try to slit my throat? Catch me unaware? Because I have to warn you… it won’t end well for you if you try.” Aurora smirks at me while spreading her thighs apart, revealing a pair of pink lace panties.
“I have no intention of slitting your throat, babe, especially not before I have the chance to come down it.”
Fuck, now I want her lips wrapped around my cock.
A deep blush rushes up Aurora’s neck to her cheeks.
“Do you want that? You want me to shove my cock into that smart fucking mouth of yours? You want to swallow everything I have for you?”
She licks her lips. “I…”
“You want it, but that’s not what’s happening right now,” I tell her. Stepping forward, I lift the fabric of her skirt while the tip of the knife catches on the side of her panties.
Aurora wraps her hand around mine and presses down until the blade pierces her skin.
I look at where a tiny drop of blood stains the lace of her underwear.
I continue slicing through the lace, then move on to the other side and repeat the action before pulling the fabric away from what I really want.
Her pussy. I run the tip of the blade down over her clit.
Aurora sucks in a breath, watching the metal run over her sensitive skin. “So fucking hot.”
I’ve never been with anyone who is as… adventurous as Aurora, and to think she was untouched. “The fact that I’m the only one to see this, to have been inside you, is a fucking turn on,” I tell her.
“What makes you so sure you’re the only one?” She lifts a challenging brow.
I pause my movements. Something in my chest twists. The thought of her letting someone else see her like this, someone else shove their cock into her, has my vision turning red.
I take a deep breath and try to rein in my anger. She’s just baiting me. She doesn’t mean that.
I push her back down on to the table, climb on top of her, and straddle her hips. The knife presses against her neck, and Aurora smiles up at me with that same raised brow. “Tell me who the fuck you’ve let fuck you, Aurora.”
“Jealous?” she asks, amusement in her tone.
I press the knife in harder, not enough to cut, but enough to let her know that I will. “Insanely. Don’t fuck with me. Who?”
Aurora laughs, literally fucking laughs in my face. And then, out of nowhere, she moves. I land on my back and she’s climbing on top of me. Her hand covers mine, once again pressing the blade closer to her own neck. “It’s hot. How jealous you are,” she says.
“This isn’t a game, Aurora. I’m not fucking sharing you with anyone,” I tell her.
“Well, that’s not your choice, Connor. My vagina. I get to decide who gets inside it, not you.”
“You think I won’t find out? Maybe I’ll slaughter them in front of you, then turn around and fuck you in their blood.”
“Sounds kinky. Could be fun.” She shrugs, “But how about you fuck me, right here, on this table. Like you promised.” She removes the knife from my hand and tosses it onto the floor. Her lips come down on mine.
Rolling her over onto her back, I reach into my pocket for the condom I put there and hand it to her. “Hold this,” I tell her while I unbutton my pants and free my cock.
Aurora tears into the foil packet and then rolls the rubber down my shaft.
“Are you ready for me?” I ask her. “Are you still sore from last night?”
“Don’t you dare think about taking it easy on me, Connor,” she growls. Her legs tighten around my waist.
Lining up my cock with her entrance, I thrust into her. Hard. Bottoming out. “Fuck,” I grunt. She’s so fucking tight. It’s like I’m breaking through that barrier all over again.
The fact she didn’t give me an answer hasn’t gotten past me. I’m still fucking fuming at the thought of someone else feeling this. Feeling what’s mine.
I pull out and slam into her. I continue this, gripping her hips to hold her still while I fuck her. Hard, fast. I want to imprint the shape of my dick into her cunt. I want her walking with a fucking limp, and I want her to know that it’s because of me. I’m the only one fucking her.
I don’t stop thrusting. When her mouth opens and a moan escapes, I reach my hand down and grip her throat. “Look at me. It’s me. I’m the only one fucking you, Aurora,” I tell her. I feel her pussy clench around my dick. Fuck, I’m close. “I want you to come for me. Show me how pretty you come.”
“Shit, Connor!” Aurora screams my name. Her mouth hangs open in that perfect O-shape as her entire body spasms underneath me.
I grunt as I thrust, one, two and three more times, spilling my seed into the rubber.
“That is way more fun than history class,” Aurora says breathlessly.
I pull out, lean down, and capture her lips between mine before I straighten.
Removing the condom, I tie a knot around the top and throw it in the trash bin.
Before pulling my pants up and adjusting my clothes.
I watch as Aurora stands, pulls her skirt down, and fixes her blouse.
She’s not wearing fucking panties anymore.
I probably should have thought about that before I cut them off her.
I scoop up the scraps of lace from the floor and pocket them, then kick off my shoes and undo my pants again.
“What are you doing?” Aurora asks, confusion written all over her face.
“Taking off my boxers. You’re not walking around school without fucking underwear, Aurora,” I tell her. I pull my boxers down my legs and hand them to her. It’s better than nothing.
“You should have thought about that before you cut them.” She laughs while swiping the boxers out of my hand. “I’m only wearing these because I don’t want to get a UTI or some shit from sitting on unclean surfaces.”
“I don’t care about the why, just as long as you’re not naked under that skirt,” I tell her, yanking my pants back up my legs.
“Why are you pissed?”
“Really?” I raise a brow. “I want names, Aurora. I want to know who.”
“What?”
“Who you’ve fucked over the last month,” I clarify.
“It’s really bothering you, huh?” she asks.
“No, I just want to send them a fucking cake.”
“You’re an asshole. You know that? I haven’t fucked anyone but you.” She shakes her head and picks up her bag, hiking it up onto her shoulder. “But that can stop now.”
“It’s not stopping.” My arm wraps around her waist. “You want this just as much as I do.”
“Maybe, but I have self-control.”
The bell indicating the period has ended and the next class is about to begin rings out. “What do you have now?”
“Geography, you?” she says.
“AP Physics.”
“Do me a favor and keep this to yourself. I don’t need my family knowing about us,” she tells me.
“You think I want mine knowing?” I laugh. “I don’t want those assholes anywhere near you.”
Aurora pauses, her hand on the door. “You don’t like your family?”
“I love my family. Do I like everything they do? No. And what they’d do to you… Well, you don’t want that.”
“I mean, they could try. I’m not a weak little girl, Connor.”
“Oh, trust me, I’m well aware of that. I have stitches to prove it.” I point to my arm.
Aurora smiles proudly. “Yeah, you do. Thanks for… whatever this was. I’ll, ah, talk to you later.”
“Aurora.” I stop her before she walks out the door.
“Yeah?”
“No one else,” I tell her. Feeling the need to make that point sink in.
“Sure, whatever you say, Charming.”
“Charming?”
“Yeah, like Prince Charming. He woke up Sleeping Beauty. You, Connor, have woken me up.” She smiles and then walks out, leaving me wondering what the fuck she’s talking about.
What did I wake up?
I pull my phone out of my pocket and change her name to SB in my contacts.
Sleeping Beauty, because she is my very own princess.
I just hope I can protect her from all the evilness this world of mine is going to throw at her.
No matter how strong Aurora insists she is, or how much she can take, I don’t want her to have to deal with any of it.
I just have to make sure no one finds out about us. Not yet anyway. Not until I can come up with a plan to keep her safe.
As I walk into my physics class, I notice Dante Valentino glaring at me from across the room. I smile back just to fuck with him as I sit down. Then I unlock my phone screen and send Aurora a message.
Me:
Out of curiosity, how much would you kill me if I were to wipe that cocky smirk off your cousin’s face?
SB:
Which one?
Me:
Dante.
SB:
I poisoned my best friend at lunch today because she said something about my cousin I didn’t like. What do you think I’d do to someone who actually goes out of their way to hurt one of them?
My brows draw down. She poisoned her best friend? What the actual fuck? And then she just came and met up with me like nothing happened.
Me:
What’d you poison her with?
SB:
I only made her sick. I have to go. We aren’t all born with academic brains.
Me:
I’ll do your homework for you.
She doesn’t read my last message. Guess she really is focusing on class.