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.

The hardest time was one day when I came home from school and I had been calling Keiran ever since he hadn’t shown up for fifth period. For the entire day, he had been acting strange, but surprisingly more affectionate, as if it would be the last time we were together. I walked through the door after school in time to see Aunt Carissa knee Keiran in the balls. He fell to his knees and groaned in pain, but thankfully, didn’t retaliate. After everything, it would kill me to let him go.

I rushed forward but didn’t know who actually needed help. I just prayed Keiran didn’t try to hurt my aunt.

As it turned out, Keiran told her everything starting with the day he pushed me at the playground. The only part he was smart enough to keep secret was the six weeks he blackmailed me into being his sexual slave. I had no doubt she would have done more than knee him if he had.

It took a lot of work and groveling on both of our parts, but we were both finally able to earn our way back into her good graces. The hardest part of it all was living with her disappointment and hurt.

Jackson had also stuck around after Mario was arrested. They eventually confirmed what my gut was telling me. Aunt Carissa had fallen in love. I was sad I had missed the romance but was too happy for them to let it bother me for long. I was just glad she had finally found someone.

Mario and Arthur’s trial was set to begin in two weeks, and the detectives were sure that they would be convicted… as long as Keiran, Quentin, and Diana all testified to more than just what happened at the gym. They would have to testify to everything.

Diana was still around. She was actually the cause of our first argument as a couple. I found out she was still staying with Keiran even after her father was arrested. According to him, she helped bring him down and was no longer trying to seduce him, but it was the principle.

So what did he do?

He convinced my aunt she was practically an orphan and had nowhere to go.

And what did my aunt do?

She moved her in.

It was hard at first when she found out Diana was Mario’s daughter, but when she shared her story, it warmed my aunt up to her. I had to admit, it warmed me up to her, too.

Sheldon still couldn’t stand her.

Diana and I weren’t exactly BFFs, but we got along. She was actually part of the reason for today’s classroom session. Keiran had been working overtime kissing my aunt’s ass. He had refused to touch me again until I was out of her house. She took me shopping and suggested a red, low-cut dress that flirted around the edge of decency. My reluctance was the reason she was adamant I wear it and shamefully, it worked like a charm. Not only did everyone in the school, girls and guys, drool, but Keiran about lost it when he saw me.

I made him break his oath and now he was all grumpy.

We pulled up to my house and Keiran cut the engine before coming around to open my door. He was testing his ability to be a gentleman, and I have to say, I loved it just as much as his rough edges.

“Make it quick,” he ordered. “You have a test next period.”

See? Rough edges.

“You know we wouldn’t be here if you weren’t so stubborn. If you hadn’t stopped touching me, I wouldn’t have had to resort to drastic measures.”

“I’m not in the mood, Monroe.”

I chewed on my bottom lip to keep from saying something sarcastic. I hated when he called me Monroe and he knew it. I could see the smirk forming on his lips.

I fisted his dark gray shirt in my hands and stepped closer until my lips rested right under his. He moved forward to kiss me, but I dodged his lips and smiled sweetly.

“You know… you get to see me in a dress again tonight. Are you prepared to stake your claim and perform your boyfriend duties?”

“Or we can just skip it, and I can perform my duties all night—no interruptions.”

I smiled and let him kiss me before pushing him back and catching him by surprise. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you. Maybe I’ll make you wait.”

“Monroe…”

“Don’t forget your suit after school, Masters!” I skipped into the house to change my clothes leaving him standing in the driveway with a hard dick.