Chapter 20 #2
"Wanting to stab someone in the cooch with a spork is appropriate?" I bit my lip, trying not to laugh. Now that I was back to baseline, it was hilarious the thought had even crossed my mind.
"Depends if she deserves it or not." He opened the door and peeked his head out. "All clear."
I followed him out to find Officer Thomas standing in the hallway with his arms crossed over his chest. "I thought you said it was all clear."
"We are." Blake pulled a twenty out of his pocket as we went to pass Officer Thomas, but he made no move to take it. "What's the deal, man?"
"I no longer take bribes. You both have earned yourself after school detention today." He pulled out a booklet of triplicate forms.
"You're kidding, right?" Blake narrowed his eyes as the officer filled out a form. "What about our agreement?"
"You really think a twenty here and there is enough to risk my job?" He ripped off a pink copy and gave it to Blake before filling out another for me.
Blake looked at the paper. "This is ridiculous. My father will be hearing about this."
"And I'm sure daddy will agree that his son shouldn't be in a janitor's closet doing who knows what with a girl during class time." He handed me my detention slip. "Now, get to class before I make it a Saturday detention or in school suspension."
Blake gave me an apologetic look as we headed to our classes.
We sat in the empty upstairs room in the library waiting for detention to start. We were the only two, and it started in approximately four minutes.
"I'm sorry." Blake dropped his binder and a book on the table. "This is my fault."
It was just as much my fault as it was his. I hadn't even thought twice about missing class when I'd stormed out of yearbook. In fact, school was taking a back burner to everything at the moment.
"I'm going to end up knocked out of the top ten." I had already come to terms with that fact weeks ago when my exams and papers were still subpar.
"There's still time to bring your grades up." Blake turned toward me. "We can start studying every day after school, and-"
The door opened and Mr. Gale walked in with a smug expression on his face. He was the last person I wanted to see.
"What a surprise it was to hear that you two have detention today." He sat down at the front of the room and pulled a laptop out of his bag. "Get to work."
His gleeful expression was unnerving. How was it that only Blake and I were in detention with him? He was up to something.
The hour passed by slowly, but I did manage to finish my math homework and a response for psychology. Mr. Gale slammed his laptop shut and started whistling as he shoved it into his bag.
"I'll be seeing you." He looked straight at me and a shiver went down my spine.
"What the hell was that?" Blake glared at his retreating back as he exited the room.
I shoved my stuff in my bag and took out my phone. "Not sure. He gives me bad vibes though."
I frowned, not seeing any text messages returned from Morgan after letting him know I had to miss our dance lesson. I went to put my phone away when it started buzzing with notifications on a social media video app.
Blake took his phone out and frowned at it as he tapped around on the screen. A sound bite with a catchy tune about not being suspicious started playing. "Riley."
"What is it?" I moved beside him and looked at the screen showing pictures of Jax giving Blake a pill. "Shit."
I opened the app on my phone, and sure enough, there was the video posted from my account. I quickly deleted it, but it had already been shared. How did that even happen? Those pictures had been saved in an obscure folder on my cloud storage.
"You need to delete all the pictures and videos you have of us. Fuck." Blake grabbed his bag. "Let's go."
"I didn't post that. You saw I didn't even have my phone out." My heart was nearly beating out of my chest. What if they didn't believe me?
He kissed my forehead and took my hand as we headed down the stairs. He was incredibly calm considering a video of him taking a pill was now out in social media land.
We had just gotten off the stairs when Blake stopped and pushed me back behind a shelf, putting his finger up to his mouth.
"What?" I mouthed as he peeked between the books at whatever had caused him to freak out.
At first I didn't see anything, but then I spotted a head of red hair that was unmistakably Ivy. Mr. Gale was with her. I couldn't hear what they were saying, but that didn't mean Blake couldn't.
After a few minutes, they headed in separate directions and Blake blew out a breath of air. "That was weird. I couldn't hear much, but he was asking her to come to his place on Friday."
I leaned against the shelf. "She's seeing him."
He let out a small whistle. "Normally I wouldn't care, but we have too many questions about him still." Blake looked back at his phone. "I now have missed calls from Jax, my dad, Admiral West, and Morgan."
I didn't even want to look at my phone. "This is all my fault." I shut my eyes and opened them when I felt Blake in front of me.
He slid his phone into his back pocket and then put his hands on the shelves on either side of me. "This isn't your fault. It's ours for being careless. We'll figure out who posted it."
"Jax and Morgan probably think I did." Tears welled in my eyes and I sniffled. "Can things get any worse? I don't know who I pissed off, but-"
Blake's lips met mine and I melted against him. A rush ran through me at the thought of getting caught making out in the library. There weren't many students around, but that didn't mean one of them or a staff member wouldn't come into this section.
Our tongues tangled as I gripped the front of Blake's shirt and tried to pull him closer. He pulled away, and I made a soft noise of disapproval as he looked around and then took my hand, pulling me into a small alcove that had a door.
He tried the knob, but it was locked. "Damn." He pushed me against the door and attacked my mouth again, nipping at my bottom lip and leaving me breathless.
After the janitor’s closet and now making out in the library, I was beyond ready to find some relief. I shifted so his thigh was between my leg and rubbed against him.
"Baby, we can't do this here." He kissed down my neck but moved his leg so I could slide against it. "Fuck."
"No one can see me." I looked around to see if there were any security cameras, but didn't spot any.
I buried my face in his chest as I rubbed against his leg, the friction against my clit making my toes tingle. Blake moved his leg away and I whimpered at the loss of contact.
"I don't want your first orgasm with me to be from humping my leg." I started to protest, but then he unbuttoned my jeans and slid his hand inside my panties. He kissed my neck as he stroked down my wet center. "You're dripping."
"Mmm." I shut my eyes and put my head back against the door to give him better access to my neck. "I wish we were in your car or in your bed."
"Do you?" He nipped at my neck as he circled my clit and began to finger me with just the tip of his finger. "I think you like being a little naughty."
I shivered as he moved back to my clit and bit on my earlobe. I was the most turned on I had ever been, so maybe the element of being caught was something I was into. I wasn't going to deny myself what was building in my core.
"Blake." I dug my nails into his biceps as he slid a finger completely in and stopped moving. "Please."
"Please, what?" He smiled against the side of my neck. "Do you want me to fuck you hard with my fingers?" He slowly pulled his finger out, causing me to gasp as he hit the sensitive bundle of nerves inside me.
"Yes." I wanted to scream it, but the last thing I wanted was for him to stop. "Fuck me with your fingers."
His hot breath tickled my neck and made my nipples harden even further. They ached to be touched, and I slid my hand under my shirt.
He pushed a second finger in me and began pumping. I was so wet that the faint sound of the act could be heard in our little corner of paradise. I pinched my nipple and pulled his mouth back to mine.
His palm ground into my clit as I felt myself start to shatter against his fingers. My pussy clenched and he caught my cry with his mouth as I shook with release.
I was still twitching and my ears rang as he pulled away, removing his hand from my pants. My face flushed as he looked at his hand.
"I want to taste you, but with my head buried between your legs." He kissed my cheek and then looked back over his shoulder. "We should get out of here. Jax is probably losing his shit."
"What about you?" I zipped up my pants and rebuttoned them.
"I'm not losing my shit. I can still swim, even if I'm not on the swim team." He misunderstood my question so I put my hand against his erection. "Oh, you meant that. He can wait."
I laughed and then put my hand over my mouth to stifle the sound. "He?"
"Yeah. Carl Longfish." He grinned and took my hand as I cracked up. "Let's go."