His hand came up to clutch my left my breast as he began a hard rhythm that lifted me on my toes with each forceful thrust. My moans turned to squeals and then screams as my body welcomed the familiar pounding. He made me suck his finger to muffle my screams while another finger pinched my nipple.

I flooded his cock from the slight pain. God, even after all this time I still loved the fucking pain.

The sound of the desk rocking mirrored the tandem of my wildly beating heart.

I loved every minute of it.

“Keiran, please—” My head fell back, and I let out a long, guttural moan when his hips moved in a deep grind. He pulled almost all the way out of me and slammed back inside. I gasped.

“You sure?”

“Stop, Keiran. They’ll hear.”

“I don’t give a fuck. What did I promise you earlier?”

“You’re a sick fucker,” I gritted, working myself on him. I needed to come, but he was acting his usual asshole self.

“And you’re a mouthy little bitch. Give me what I want.”

“No.” He dug his cock deeper and harder into me. “Keiran!”

“Give. Me. What. I. Want!”

I screamed uncontrollably and gave in. “Please let me come… I love you.”

“Again.”

“I love you. Shit!” He hit a spot deep inside me that finally sent me over the edge.

“Mouth,” he gritted. “Who do you belong to?”

“Just fuck me!” I was beyond frustrated from the pent up need.

“Who!” he demanded.

“I’m yours!” I screamed. I bit down on his shoulder as my orgasm rocked my body, and I shook uncontrollably against him.

He suddenly pulled out and ripped the condom off. I felt hot splashes hit the fabric of my dress. The aftermath of our mutual orgasm was as intense as the sex. It took a few moments for our breathing to even out, but he watched me with a cocky grin on his face.

“Why did you do that? Now I’ll have to go home!”

“You shouldn’t be wearing this dress. It’s too short.”

“You don’t think you’re being controlling?”

“Yes.”

“I see.”

“Are you upset?” He lifted his head and looked down at me.

“I don’t know how I feel.” I truly didn’t. Even after being officially together for the last two months, to have him openly admit he wanted to control me was still hard to take in. Would it make me weak if I let him?

“I am not going to abuse you. That’s not what I want. I want to make you happy, but I also need to keep you safe. When I said there wasn’t a greater threat out there to you than me, I lied, or at least I thought it was true at the time.”

Before I could respond, he lifted me by my arms and set me on my feet next to the teacher’s desk.

“Besides… it was either this or break his face in. Why did you kiss him?”

“I told you, it was part of the deal for the fleas.”

I’d forgotten all about my promise to Collin until I saw him sitting in the cafeteria instead of outside in the rain. When our eyes collided I saw the hurt and embarrassment and couldn't feel lower. I knew word would get back to Keiran who thankfully had a meeting with Coach Lyons but a promise was a promise. Unfortunately, that meeting must have been a quick one because he walked in just as my lips were pressed again Collin’s and so our little rendezvous began. He had already been pissed about the dress so to see me kissing another guy no matter the reason blew a certain fuse that left me sore between my thighs. 

“Turn around and bend over. I’ve been craving the taste of your pussy all day.”

I did as he said, and when his hands lifted my dress once again, my heart began to race with anticipation.

He clutched my hips and pulled me into his groin causing my back to arch. “Fuck, your ass is hot.” He slapped it again. “Perfect.”

I knew when he moved away when I could no longer feel his still hard cock nestled in my butt. He hooked his hand around my thigh and lifted it to hang off the desk. I heard him growl a second before his tongue touched me. The sensation of him licking and sucking me became too much, and as I came into his mouth, I reached behind me and grabbed onto his hair. I was sure my fingers were digging into his scalp, but he didn’t seem to mind as he moaned and continued to lick me with his tongue. His lips placed delicate kisses on my now sensitive pussy before standing up. I looked behind me just as he was slipping on another condom.

“Like this, baby,” he said turning me to face him. He lifted me up on the desk. “I want to see you come this time.” He slipped inside me slowly. I loved it when he took me hard and fast, but I loved it when he was slow and sweet just as much. He took my lips with his as he began to move inside me. I wrapped my legs tighter around his thrusting hips and whimpered into his mouth every time he thrust deep, hitting that sensitive spot inside me.

“You feel so good,” I moaned.

“You feel even better,” he groaned before he bit the top of my breast.

* * *

Keiran and I managed to sneak from school so I could shower and change. He was giving me the silent treatment, so I used the time to think over the last two months.

A lot had happened since Keiran and I became official. Most of it had been great as Keiran and I got to know each other on a different playing field. We were no longer the tormentor and the tormented. We were no longer enemies.