Chapter 30
The Human Intelligence
Harper
I pull out my phone as soon as I sit down at my desk.
Me:
Is it important?
Penny:
Yes
Me:
I’ll see what I can do, but I can’t guarantee he’ll talk to you
Especially alone
Penny:
I know. *frowny face emoji*
It’s personal and I swear it’s not to come between the two of you
Sighing, I stare at the screen. It’s bad enough I have to worry about taking down the cheerleaders, but I really like Penny, Nat, Izzy, and Vicky.
I love Kenz, but she’s as busy with Brandon as I am with my guys.
Yes, these girls probably wouldn’t be my friends if I wasn’t taken by the horsemen, but they’re nice.
And friendships have been created for shittier reasons.
Luke tugs on my ponytail and I smirk. I figured it was only a matter of time. He likes my attention.
His light blue eyes are serious when they meet mine.
“Sidney wants out of this town. Almost as much as we do.” He leans in close to me. “She applied early and has a scholarship for cheerleading at a Division I school. If they knew about her webcam career, they would take away her spot on the team. The scholarship isn’t as important as the spot.”
I mull over his words. “So if I want to hit her where it hurts, say I’ll send it to the college?”
My insides twist. That’s not just fucking up someone’s life for a week or two. That’s fucking with their future. Eli’s words echo in my head. If I threaten it, I have to do it. Could I?
Would Sidney get into a different college? Probably. Would she make the team if these pictures were out there? I don’t know. Maybe.
“If she had this on you, that’s what she would do.” Luke sounds so confident.
“How do you know?” I search his eyes.
“Because it’s what I’d do, princess.”
Yeah, that’s a not-so-subtle reminder that Sidney is his equal. She’s willing to do what he’s willing to do. But he’s not with her. He’s with me. So maybe he doesn’t need an equal, at least not that way.
I’ll figure out a way to make Sidney give us the information and if she pushes, I’ll push back. But I’ll give her a choice first. That wasn’t all that was in the file, but it’s the most salacious.
I drop my gaze to my phone. Now isn’t a good time to bring up Penny. It’s a favor. Something he’ll see as a weakness. But damn it, I don’t need to be as hard as these guys to stand with them.
“What do you think Penny wanted?” I lift my gaze to his.
He shrugs and turns his head to look at the open door. “Don’t know. Don’t care.”
“Aren’t you at all curious? It’s not every day a girl works up the courage to ask Death a question.” I give him a little smile.
“The only girls who have approached me wanting a minute of my time...” He stops and searches my eyes. I hold my breath, waiting for the blow by blow. His eyes soften. “I’m sure you can figure out what they wanted.”
“Yeah.” I release my breath. He sent me his list. I’m not sure I’ll be able to look most of these girls in the eyes.
Sure, the list of fucked is short, but not the blow job list. I kind of wonder what the girls got out of it.
I enjoy it, but I know some girls don’t.
And I can’t imagine Luke giving anyone power in that moment.
A little shiver races through me.
Mr. Flack comes in and shuts the door. “All right, class. Pop quiz. Clear off your desks.”
The whole classroom groans as we put everything away.
“Write fast, princess.” Luke winks before taking the paper from the person in front of him.
I take mine and focus on answering the questions. When Luke finishes after ten minutes, he walks up to the front of the class to turn it in. Mr. Flack straightens his glasses and gives Luke a stoic nod before taking the quiz.
Luke leans in close and says something. Mr. Flack nods and pushes one of the bathroom passes to Luke. Luke smiles as he heads to the door, looking back at me.
Okay, maybe I get why a girl would do anything for Luke Foster. It’s not hard to picture. I cross my legs and focus on finishing the rest of my quiz. When I finish, I walk to the front and turn in my quiz.
“Ms. Davidson.” He nods.
“Excuse me, but could I use the bathroom pass?” Another female voice fills the space before I even have a chance to open my mouth.
I turn to see one of Luke’s many blow job girls standing there. Sure, I’ve known her for years as Mary, but now all I can imagine is her on her knees doing exactly what I was about ready to do.
She gives me a nod as she takes the other pass.
Fuck. I hope Luke isn’t waiting in the girls’ bathroom. I also hope he isn’t just going to grab me, or I guess poor Mary now. But she might like that.
I let out a huff of breath before returning to my seat.
Me:
Abort. I couldn’t get the pass.
Luke’s phone buzzes in his bag. Okay, now I’m really curious how this will play out. I mean, he’ll know it’s not me. Mary is shorter with bigger breasts and hips than me. She’ll be shocked to find him in the girls’ bathroom.
Unless he’s waiting in the hallway, which would make more sense.
He doesn’t come back in right away. Okay, maybe not in the hall?
About five minutes pass and then Mary comes back in. She definitely doesn’t look freshly ravished. So, that’s good. Maybe he’s still waiting for me.
I walk up to the teacher’s desk and ask for the pass. Mr. Flack nods to it as another student hands in his test. Straightening, I walk out the door.
Looking both ways, I don’t see Luke. Honestly, I don’t see anyone. This is insane. He must have given up on me, but why didn’t he come back in? The bathroom is across the hall. When I enter, the room is vacant. No one’s in the stalls.
Okay, I give up. I walk into a stall and decide to take advantage of the break and use the toilet. As soon as I sit down, the door opens.
I catch my breath. It could be Luke or it could be someone else.
A guy whistles and I hear the lock on the bathroom engage. Not a stall. The bathroom door. My heart pitches as I realize I’ve trapped myself in a bathroom with someone who might or might not be Luke. If it’s not Luke, I’m fucked.
“You know.” Luke’s voice makes me almost wilt in relief. “This seems hauntingly familiar.”
I shake my head. “I figured you’d come back to class when Mary took the bathroom pass.”
“But that wouldn’t have gotten me what I wanted, pet.”
A little shiver rolls through me. He only calls me that when he wants to hunt me.
“Are you going to pee?” His voice rumbles over me.
“Not with you standing out there.”
He walks forward and looks over the stall door. He smirks. “Seriously, this could be our thing.”
I give him a doubtful look. “Me on a toilet, while you stare at me creepily?”
He chuckles. “If you aren’t going to use the toilet, come out so I can fuck you.”
I shake my head. “You’re going to get us in trouble.”
“Not today, pet.” Luke steps back. The sound of his belt releasing makes me stand.
I step out of my panties and tuck them in my skirt pocket. “That day you wanted my panties or to see my ass. What would you have done if I gave you my panties?”
Unlocking the bathroom stall, I cross to the sink and wash my hands as he pulls down his zipper. I turn to face him.
“Even that day, I knew you wouldn’t. You were wound so tight. There’s no way you would have handed me those panties.” He closes in on me and I hold my ground even as my insides tremble. “I still would have seen your ass and touched your hot skin.”
He catches my ponytail and tips my head back. “You wanted me. You just couldn’t admit it.”
He dips his mouth toward mine. My breath exhales across my lips in anticipation. He stops just above. Almost but not quite touching. My thighs clench against the aching need pressing on me.
“You wanted to see your handprint on my ass,” I whisper against his lips as I press up, closing the distance, but not kissing him.
“I wanted to drive my cock into your soaking pussy and feel you come all over me.” His words are quiet in the bathroom. “Make you kneel before me and drink my cum before I took that pretty little ass of yours. Making every inch of you mine. But I settled for seeing your ass with my handprint.”
“Is that what you wanted?” I tip my head, brushing our lips against each other, igniting the flame of desire in my blood even higher. “To make me yours.”
“Yes, princess.” His words brush against my lips. “You’re mine.”
His mouth claims me and I open for him, eager for his touch. He glides his fingers up the inside of my thigh. When he doesn’t find my panties, he growls in the back of his throat, sending sparks cascading through my system.
He presses me back against the sink as he ravishes my mouth. His fingers slide over my clit before he thrusts them into me. When I moan into his mouth, he smiles against my lips.
“Still so fucking tight, pet,” he murmurs. “Take my dick out.”
I shove his jeans down his hips so I can free his cock from his boxers. I lightly stroke over him, feeling the smooth skin over his hard cock.
“Do you like touching me?” He lifts his mouth from mine. His darkened eyes search mine as he fucks his fingers in and out of my pussy, pushing me closer to the edge. He tightens his hand in my hair, tipping my head back as he brushes kisses and little nips down my neck.
“Yes,” I whimper and squeeze my hand around him.
“Do you like the feel of my cock buried inside you?” He bites my neck.
“Ah, yes. Yes.” My insides tumble over as he works me a little harder.
“Did you want me to fuck you this morning?” He thrusts his hips against my hand.
“Yes, Luke. Please.”
He steps away, taking his hand from my pussy. I feel like crying, but I don’t as I lower my head so I can meet his gaze.
“Turn around. Face the mirror.” He strokes his cock.
I wet my lips, wanting to feel him inside me, taking me.
“Now, pet. Before the bell rings and all this is over.”
My eyes widen. Fuck, we need to get back to class. I turn, bracing my arms on the sink and widening my legs. My gaze catches Luke staring between my legs and I get even wetter in anticipation.
He steps into me and lifts his gaze to mine. When his cock presses against my entrance, my breath catches.
“Stay with me, princess.”
My heart clatters against my chest. He thrusts in deep and I bite back my moan. He smacks my ass where my thigh meets, careful to avoid the belt marks still healing.
“Don’t hold back.” He grabs my hips and thrusts his cock in and out of my pussy. “If you need to moan, moan.”
“They’ll hear.” My lips part on a gasp as he hits a spot so deep that it almost hurts, but sends tingles coursing through my veins at the same time.
“Let them hear. Fuck all those people who think they can have me or have you. They don’t get this. They can’t have us.” Luke quickens his thrusts until I’m rocking with him, climbing so high I can’t think. “We belong to each other.”
“Luke.” I’m so fucking close.
“I’ve got you.” He strums my clit and I’m gone. I shatter around his cock, making noises with abandon as he continues to punch into me. He pulls out before he comes.
I whimper at the lack of him, the missing pulsing of his cock inside me as he fills me.
He chuckles and pulls my ponytail to guide me upright. “On your knees, pet. Can’t have you dripping my cum all over your chair in class.”
Turning, I face him. He captures my mouth and thrusts his fingers inside me, quick and hard, until I explode again.
“Fuck,” I whisper when he lifts his head. I’m still shaking from the orgasm. My knees are barely holding me upright.
“I promised you two. On your knees like a good girl.” He does like to deliver on his promises.
I slide down to my knees and take his cock in my hand before guiding it to my mouth. He’s slick with my cum, but I don’t mind. I pump his base with my hand while I take his cock deep into my throat, sliding my tongue along his hard shaft.
He keeps his hand on my hair, but lets me explore for a minute. When his hand tightens on my ponytail, I relax and lift my gaze to his. His smile is pure dominance and I happily submit to him.
“Good girl.” He holds my head as he thrusts his cock deeper and deeper into my throat. My pussy throbs with every thrust, so I slip my hand between my legs and rub at my pulsing clit.
His gaze darkens as his cock thickens in my mouth. He pushes in deep and roars his release while I come on my hand.
“Fuck, princess.” He draws my mouth off his cock and helps me to my feet. After he straightens his pants, he grabs my hand and brings my fingers to his lips, sucking them clean of my cum. A little aftershock ripples through me at the pleasure in his eyes.
He turns me to the sink, surrounding me, and runs the water, washing both our hands, sliding his fingers against mine. He grabs a paper towel and wets it before lowering to his knee behind me.
He holds my pussy open as he cleans my thighs and pussy. When he stands, I’m a little more heated again. He throws away the paper towel and smirks at me.
“Needy.”
I shrug. “Can’t blame me. I’m used to continuous fucking these days.”
He grabs my ponytail and gently tips my head back before his lips find mine. He keeps it brief, but it warms my heart.
“Put your panties on so we can go back to class.” He swipes his thumb against the corner of my mouth.
Grinning, I pull them out of my pocket. “You don’t want them?”
He groans and takes them before helping me back into them. “I don’t want anyone else to see what they’re missing.”