“Thanks a bunch.”
“No problemo.” I salute her.
“See you in the morning.”
“Laters.”
She gathers her things and rushes out of the room.
By five-twenty, Cody hasn’t made an appearance. I’ll give him ten more minutes and then I’m leaving. To assuage my boredom, I play a game on my phone until five-thirty, then text Kate.
Cocoa: Cody is a no show.
Kate: Bummer.
The door opens.
Speak of the devil.
I look up and my eyes nearly pop out of my head. Maverick looms in the doorway, hair dripping wet from a recent shower. His T-shirt molds to his ripped chest and his dick print is visible through his sweat shorts. Ugh! Why is he so freaking hot?
“Where’s Cody?” I toss my mobile into my backpack. “I’m supposed to interview him.”
He nonchalantly shrugs, raking his piercing gaze over me. “Bow, you’re in the presence of your superior.”
“Oh, hell no.” I lurch to my feet.
I grab my backpack and storm towards the door, but Maverick blocks my path.
“Outta my way, dog turd.”
He closes the door and flicks the lock in place.
“What the actual fuck?”
“Get on your knees and suck my dick.”
“Not even in your fucking dreams.” I raise my chin, baring my teeth.
“Any girl in this school would be happy to have their mouth wrapped around my cock. It’s a privilege.”
“Good for them. I, on the other hand, would rather French kiss someone with halitosis.” I scrunch my nose disdainfully.
I reach for the doorknob, but he roughly shoves me, sending me careening into a chair.
“Asshole!”
“You can leave right after you service my cock,” he says softly, walking towards me.
I dash around the table and he gives chase, laughing menacingly. I make it to the door and manage to unlock it, but he’s right on my heels.
“Leaving already?” He pins me against the cool wood and twists the lock once again. “We’re just getting started.”
“Perverted creep!” I scream, feeling his erection prodding my backside.
“I’m going to force you to swallow every last drop of my cum,” he whispers in my ear.
I struggle against his oppressive weight, but he doesn’t budge.
