Dee kneels beside us. “Told ya we’d meet again.”
“Go suck on a dick,” she snarls, disdain twisting her lips.
“Give me some privacy.”
“You sure you can handle her alone?” he asks, staring at her cleavage. “She’s a wildcat.”
“Dee, get the hell outta here,” I growl.
“Okay, okay.”He stands. “I’m going.”
“Don’t rough her up too much.” Nix laughs.
“Get the fuck off me,” she grits between clenched teeth.
“You’re not in a position to make demands.” I transfer her wrists to one hand and expose her breasts.
“Stop!” She tries to twist away. “Somebody, help me, please!”
“You have very pretty nipples.” I brutally pinch one and sink my teeth into the other.
She screams in pain and hurls expletives at me. I trail my hand down her quivering belly and delve into her bikini bottoms.
“I’ll report you!”
“I’m untouchable in this town,” I whisper in her ear, fondling her downy curls. “Tell anyone and I’ll deny it. Trust me, no one will believe you. And John and the sheriff are best friends.”
“There are witnesses.”
“All who’ll vouch for me.” I ruthlessly shove two fingers into her tightness, knuckles deep.
“No,” she whimpers.
I ram in and out of her, hitting her cervix as my thumb massages her clit.
“You’re the scum of the earth.” Hate flashes in her eyes.
“Nah, I’m much worse.”
Cocoa’s center spasms violently and she moans. I pull free of her liquid heat and hungrily lick her juices from my fingers. I release her and stand.
“I’m going to kill you!” she shouts, shaking in fury.
“You can try.” I smile broadly. “You’re trespassing on my property. Be gone in five minutes or I’m calling the cops.”
I saunter away, whistling, not a care in the world.
I’ve spent the last hour meticulously applying my makeup. It’s the first day of school and I have no idea what’s in store for me, but I’m prepared for the worst.
I challenged the town’s golden boy and his entourage, committing social suicide. I’m probably enemy number one among the senior class, but I had to show them Cocoa Matthews is nobody’s bitch.
Maverick gave me the best orgasm I’ve experienced in my young life.
Fucker.
For my mother’s sake, I keep my mouth shut. It’ll be my word against his. I can’t ruin Mom’s happiness by embroiling her in a scandal. Anyway, Maverick doesn’t scare me. I can take care of myself. He won’t get the jump on me again.
I peruse my reflection in the mirror—crisp,white button-up shirt, red and black pleated skirt, red tie, white thigh-high pantyhose, and black loafers. Overall, the uniform isn’t too bad, though I resemble a high-priced hooker playing dress-up for a dirty old man.
