Page 102 of Their Wicked Secrets: Untouched, Vol 5 of 6

That ponytail has been teasing me all morning. I wrap it around my fist and tug her head back. She gasps but doesn’t fight me. There’s something possessive and wicked in her eyes. My cock hardens.

“Did you need me, princess?” My words are quiet, for her only, but I know the guys hear them.

“Always, Death.”

I capture her mouth, and she whimpers as she falls into the kiss. I can’t lose her. She’s mine. I tug her head to the side and whisper in her ear, “How needy are you, princess?”

I lean back to look into her eyes. They’re molten pools of desire. Fuck it.

“Heading to class early.” I lift Harper off my lap and stand to take her hand. The others smirk, but I don’t give a shit. “Catch up with you guys later.”

Harper trails her fingers across Caden’s shoulders, and he gives her a wink. I need her to myself. I pull her out the entrance closest to our table and into the hallway. Some people sit by the lockers eating or talking, but I ignore them as I steer us toward somewhere no one will find us.

There’s a hallway toward the back of the school that is mainly used by maintenance. The lights are off and only the emergency lights are on. Harper moves in closer to me and her vanilla scent fills my nose.

Only our footsteps echo in the hallway. When I reach the door I’m looking for, I open it, pulling Harper into an abandoned classroom. I make sure it’s empty before I close the door. There’s very little light. Someone drew the shades to keep the temperature down.

She lets out a little breath. I can make out the shadow of her in the darkness.

The key doesn’t work anymore, but the lock still does. No one locks it and maintenance hasn’t gotten around to changing it. We found this room ages ago.

I lift Harper against me and carry her over to the teacher’s desk.

I keep my voice low. “Did you ever imagine being fucked on a teacher’s desk, princess?”

“Not particularly.” Her voice is a little higher like she’s nervous.

I lower her to sit on it and part her thighs, stepping between them. She clenches into my shoulders.

“Should we be in here?” Her breath is warm against my face and smells like mint.

“We can be wherever we want to be.” I grab her ponytail and tip her head back, sliding my lips against her neck. She shivers against me as her arms wrap me, drawing me in closer.

Her surrender is always subtle. This girl loves me. She likes the way I play with her. Craves it. There’s something so powerful in that.

“You wore this skirt to torment me.” I nibble at her jaw and her fingers slide into my hair as she releases a breath. “You knew I’d take you to a closet to fuck you today, didn’t you, pet?”

“I didn’t know you’d take us somewhere no one else goes. Seems dangerous.”

I chuckle darkly. “You’re with me, princess. No one would dare attack you when you’re with me.”

She runs her hand down my chest to rub my cock through my jeans. It jerks beneath her touch.

I kiss her jaw. “We don’t have much time, pet.”

She grabs my belt and undoes it. I continue to kiss my way to her lips but avoid actually kissing them as she works on opening my pants. When she has them open, I step back and lift her to her feet.

Spinning her around, I push her chest down on the desk and grab her ponytail to hold her how I want her. Arched with her ass up in the air. Mine to control.

“Luke,” she whispers.

“Don’t worry, pet, I know what you want.” I finish freeing my cock and lift her skirt. I tug her panties to the side and press my cock to her entrance. Pulling her hair, I sink my cock inside her warm cunt.

She lets out a low moan.

I chuckle. “Might want to be quiet, pet. The maintenance guys might need to check this room. They have a key to everything.”

She clenches around me as she looks at the door. That fear of being caught is potent. She doesn’t need to know the key doesn’t work.