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Why did teachers think we needed toshareeverything? Anything personal to me wasn’t getting shared. Period.

“You will be graded on your choice, so make sure to take this seriously. It must have meaning,” Reynolds said as he looked directly at me. I stared right back at him and he looked away first. Fucker.

“What are you going to do?” Cade asked.

“I have no fucking idea. Maybe a joint or a guitar.”

Ashtyn let out a loud breath as she stared at her canvas. My dick stiffened in my jeans as she bit her lip and tilted her head. Her tits were pressed together, her cleavage drawing my eyes down her body.

“What?” I asked her, ending our silent standoff.

She looked at me, still biting that irresistible bottom lip. “The assignment is to paint something meaningful to your life.”

“Weed and guitars are meaningful to me. I use both almost every day.”

She rolled her eyes and began sketching again. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes, trying to think of something that had meaning to me other than weed, guitars, and fighting. My brothers and friends, duh. My Challenger–the car that I restored from the pile of shit it once was.

Fuck, I was coming up with nothing.

“I know what I’m gonna do!” Cade announced as he began drawing on his canvas.

“What?”

“A naked chick,” he smiled. “Gabby’s going to be my muse. Do you think she’d pose for me?”

“Don’t,” Ashtyn snapped. “Don’t fuck with my friend, okay? I have a knife and I know how to use it.”

“A knife?” His eyes widened in horror. Where Ashtyn and I lived, not having a weapon strapped to you at all times was a death wish.

“Yes. A big one. Plus, you said it yourself, I’m crazy. You never know when I'll snap,” she said with a devious smile. She was taking that joke and running with it.

“Fine, I’ll think of something else.” Cade pulled out his phone to search for ideas. Not surprisingly, the assignment had gone over his head.

“What are you drawing, princess?” I leaned over to peek at her canvas. It looked like a bunch of scribbles.

“A memory.”

“A memory of…?”

“You’ll find out once it’s done.”

Reynolds was making his rounds as everyone got started on the assignment. His shiny dress shoes shuffled on the old tile, warning us of his arrival. For a guy who “doesn’t like formalities”, he sure liked to dress like a fancy dweeb. “Impressive, West. Looks like you're coming along nicely,” he chuckled at his lame joke as he looked at the blank canvas.

“Just waiting for my inspiration to finish with her sketch. She’s going to help me with mine, right, babe?”Babe?I reached around the table and put my arm around Ashtyn’s waist, pulling her close to me. She balked at the contact, so I dug my fingers into her soft flesh, a silent warning to stick by my side.

Reynolds let out a nervous laugh. “Well, this isn’t a group assignment and Ashtyn has her own work to finish.”

“She insisted on helping me get started. She’s coming over to my house later towork upsome more ideas. We’re neighbors so it’s very convenient that we have class together,” I said with a suggestive wink.

Ashtyn wiggled in my grasp, so I held on even tighter, her tits jiggling in my face. She would have fingerprint-shaped bruises on her hip, but I wasn’t letting go until our moronic teacher left the table. “Here, this will be more comfortable for you.” I put both hands on her waist and lifted her onto my lap. There was no way she couldn’t feel my hard cock pressed against her ass.

She settled in like she wanted to be there, even though her spine was stiff as a board. Reynolds looked on with envy.

I could sit like this for hours, her soft and curvy body melding into mine, making me have incredibly obscene thoughts of all the ways I wanted to corrupt her. Her tits threatened to spill out of her top and I had to force myself to look away. Fuck.

“Mr. Reynolds, I can’t get the petals on this flower to look right!” A girl shouted from across the room. He grunted, excusing himself to go help her.

“Are you happy now?” I whispered in her ear, my grip holding firm on her pert little ass.


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