Arch let out a humorless chuckle and stepped closer, his body posturing over mine.“Don’t act all bratty with me right now, Hellcat.I’m not in the fucking mood for it.What were you doing out with him?”
I crossed my arms.“Fucking him.”
“Don’t you have more important things to do?”he growled.“Like maybe setting everyone at school straight for spreading the rumor that you’re pregnant with Principal Vaughn’s kid?Sounds more important than fucking the man-whore.”
I flared my nostrils.“Guess we have different priorities.”
“Are you fucking stupid, letting that rumor run wild?”
“It’s not a rumor.”
He moved even closer to me, bumping me back into our parents’ bedroom door.“Principal Vaughn didn’t get you pregnant.You weren’t part of some underage sex ring.You barely leave the fucking house.”
I stood my ground because two out of the five guys now knew about me not being pregnant, and I couldn’t let Arch, out of all of them, know.He’d surely tell everyone the truth to ruin my life.
“It’s not a rumor,” I said again, his body flush against mine.
Arch snapped a hand around the front of my throat and pinned me to the door.“Bullshit.”He grazed his nose against my ear, his warm breath fanning my skin.“You really want to get pregnant that badly, don’t you?”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Oh, you don’t?”
“No.”
“I don’t know why you want the entire school to think you’re pregnant when you’re not,” he growled.“But you’re doing everything in your power to actually get pregnant, huh?Your early mornings with Cairo, sneaking away with Frasier to the woods, Calix in his bedroom in the same house where your best friend lives.Rush now too.”
“Have you been stalking me?!”I whisper-yelled at him.
But, damn, did the thought get me wet.
“Now, it’s my turn,” he murmured, fingers pressing against my clit through my bottoms.“Let’s get you pregnant right in front of our parents’ bedroom.”
CHAPTERFIFTY-SEVEN
ASTRID
Heart pounding inside my chest,I grasped Arch’s wrist in hopes that he’d stop because if either of our parents woke up and saw us like this … that’d be even worse than them thinking I was pregnant!Yet Arch just pushed me further against their door.
He closed the gap between us, his lips crashing onto my mouth, his tongue slipping between my lips, and his fingers still rubbing small circles around my clit.I curled my toes and whimpered into his mouth.
“Arch, we … we can’t here,” I whispered.
Pressure built up higher and higher inside my core.I pressed my legs around his hand to displace all the pleasure.He moved his lips from my lips to my jaw, then further down to the column of my neck.
Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.Fuck.Fuck!
“Spread your legs,” he murmured against my ear.“Before I spread them for you.”
I moved my legs apart because if I forced Arch to do it, then I knew I wouldn’t like the consequences.He’d be loud, wake our parents, and I wouldn’t even put it past the maniac to fuck me in front of them too.
With his hand around my throat, he strummed his fingers against my neck and growled lowly.Heat raced through my body to my cunt, and I began bucking my hips back and forth against his fingers, pushing myself higher.
After leaving sloppy, rough kisses on my neck, he made his way back up to my lips and puckered them for me with his hands.I stared at him through wide eyes, my brow furrowed and the pressure about to tip me over the edge.
“Don’t fucking come,” he growled against my lips.“Not until I’m inside you.”
“Please …” I whimpered.
