Easy for him to say. My lunch should have left me satisfied, but right now, I’m three seconds from pulling someone into a closet.
Luke takes my hand and leads me to class. The others give me nods as they head to their classes. They really don’t understand punishment if that’s their way of disciplining me. I might need to disobey more, because I’m buzzing from all the kisses.
As we near the classroom, Luke pushes me against the lockers and hovers over me. I figured he’d be the one who wouldn’t give in easily. That he would need to lecture me about how I should behave. But he really can’t complain. I was with a horseman.
Just not him.
His possessiveness hasn’t been as bad lately. But I did end up skipping out on lunch, and he didn’t get to lecture me more on how I shouldn’t have let the Cheermonsters win this round. My hands settle on his chest, and I can feel his steady heartbeat. Anticipation scatters through me.
I meet his eyes and wait, feeling his cock pressed against my stomach. The kisses and what I did with Nico in the car already have my insides flaming hot, but Luke’s nearness ignites them into an inferno.
He wraps his hand around my throat but doesn’t tighten it. Sparks spread through me at his touch. When he leans in, my breath catches in anticipation of his kiss. Instead, his lips touch my ear.
“Get the bathroom pass and wait for me.”
My heart pounds at the implication. Will he fuck me or punish me? Or both? Either way, my pussy throbs.
“We can’t miss class.” I release the breath I’m holding. I don’t really mean that, but I can’t just cave to Luke’s demands.
“I’ll make sure we get the lecture notes.” His eyes search mine. That cold look barely hides the heat inside them. “Don’t disobey me, princess.”
I narrow my eyes. I want to disobey him and I don’t at the same time. “Fine.”
He releases me and takes my hand, leading me into the classroom and to our seats. I lean back in my chair and get out my notebook. What will Luke do if I don’t get the pass? I glance over, and he’s watching me with those eyes.
Intimidating, yes. But fuck do I feel powerful, because he wants me. Even if he punishes me, he’ll get me off one way or another. Because we can’t help it when we’re together. We combust.
This morning, I wanted to draw him on top of me and feel him slide in so fucking deep as he fucked me hard. But then nothing. He didn’t fuck me. Didn’t make me suck himoff.
We showered together, and this time between Luke and Caden, I got plenty of help with the soap, but that was it. Lots of foreplay, only one orgasm. It was a good orgasm, but there was all this promise of more. And nothing.
The bell rings, and Mr. Flack stands at the front of the class. He begins his lecture about Egypt and the pyramids. I take notes and try not to get distracted when Luke kicks my chair.
I want him to wait, so he can wait.
After a few minutes, he lets out a harsh breath. But before he can say anything, I raise my hand.
“Yes, Harper?” Mr. Flack stops mid-sentence. He actually seems hopeful I’ll have a question.
“May I use the bathroom pass?”
Mr. Flack’s face falls as he gestures to the pass.
Luke smirks as I stand, but I won’t make this easy for him. Especially since I don’t know what I’m getting. I grab the pass and head out the door and across to the bathroom.
I don’t know what I can plan, but something.
A toilet flushes, and I freeze. Someone else is in here. Oh, fuck. I can’t just go back out, they heard the door open. The door shuts behind me, and I make my way to the stalls.
The other stall door opens, and Sidney walks out. We both freeze as we stare at each other. I’m not sure what I’m supposed to do here. Just ignore her and head into the bathroom? How long before Luke comes in?
This is a mess. She’s wearing Luke’s jersey like she owns him. That makes my insides itch with the need to take it from her. He’s not hers. Not now.
“Harper Davidson. You seem to be everywhere these days.” Sidney grins and leans back on the stall. “You’re a popular little slut, aren’t you?”
“Yeah, I don’t know what I’m supposed to say to that.” I glance at the door and hope Luke wasn’t able to get the pass too. My gaze drops to Sidney’s hands. “Aren’t you going to wash your hands?”
She cocks an eyebrow, but moves over to the sinks. Her gaze findsmine in the mirror. “You know it won’t last, right? Eventually he’s going to want me back.”
