49. Evan
CHAPTER 49
Evan
I ’m sitting in class taking notes when my phone vibrates. Lexi’s name appears on my screen, and I spot a video attached.
I press the record button in OneNote and quietly slip from the classroom, heading to the restroom.
Once inside a stall, I put my earbuds in. Leaning against the locked door, I press play, staring at my screen.
Jesus Christ.
Lexi is lying on my bed, spread eagle, her face turned to the camera as she slowly rubs her hands down her body, stopping when she gets to her nipples and playing with them. Her wet pussy glistens as she teases herself into a frenzy, her back peeling from my mattress.
My breathing accelerates as I watch her hand slide to her pussy. She circles her clit for a while before sliding two fingers inside, pumping them in and out as she moans, putting on quite a show.
Because that’s what it is—a theatrical show.
She’s trying to get under my skin as she “fucks” herself since I left her hanging.
But I see through her bullshit.
I know her. When I kiss, touch, suck, and fuck her, it’s in no way contrived and scripted like the video I’m watching.
She grabs her vibrator, turns it on, and shoves it inside her pussy. I can’t help the groan that comes from my lips as I watch her fuck herself with the toy.
“Oh, Dwayne. You feel so good. The way you fuck my pussy…” She moans, lifting her hips from the bed.
Dwayne? My brows lower as rage fills me. Who the fuck is Dwayne, and why did she name her vibrator after him?
Rage courses through me. I’m gonna destroy that fucking thing.
As she reaches her peak, her body twitches as she screams, “Oh, Dwayne. I’m coming.”
I grip my phone so hard I’m surprised I don’t break it. She’s fucking coming with another man’s name on her lips. Oh, she’s in so damn much trouble.
Lexi removes “Dwayne” from inside her pussy, then sits cross-legged on my bed, a victorious smile curving her luscious lips. “Did you enjoy watching me fuck myself, Evan?”
My fingers fly over my phone, typing a response.
ME: I’m not impressed. Dwayne didn’t have your legs shaking and your fingers digging into the covers while you screamed like an animal. Make no mistake, Lexi, I will fuck you until you soak my cock so many times you feel like you’re going to fucking die from the pleasure.
I press send, then start typing again.
ME: I don’t know who the fuck Dwayne is or why you named your vibrator after him, but I’m gonna obliterate that toy after I fuck you in the ass with it. Meanwhile, my cock will be ramming in and out of your pussy until you squirt all over it. But I won’t stop, bellissima. You won’t be able to walk tomorrow.
I hit send again, then pull the earbuds out and unlock the stall. Shoving my phone and earbuds inside the pocket of my jeans, I wash my hands, studying my reflection in the mirror. Damn, she unravels me.
After drying my hands and exiting the restroom, I pull my phone from my pocket. She hasn’t responded yet, but the image of her shocked face as she reads my texts is enough to make me burn for her.
As I walk down the hallway, I text her again.
ME: I’m coming for you, bellissima. There’s no escape.
After I send it, I walk into the classroom and slip back into my seat.
She’s gonna be dripping by the time I get home.