“What the hell is going on?” Eva asks, as Camilla climbs in after them.
“Laundry shoot. It takes us right to the back exit of SA, where the minibus is waiting,” Camilla explains, before launching herself down it.
“If I’d known those three were coming, I’d never have agreed,” Eva says, glancing at me.
I roll my eyes. “They’re all talk, no bite.”
“Tell that to my leg.” Eva nods to her injured leg.
I swallow hard, as they went to town on her. “Sorry, they really did a number on you.”
Adrianna climbs in and disappears.
“But that’s only because they’re threatened by you.” I nod toward the shoot. “You next.”
Eva gives me a reluctant look. “I’ll go last.”
I shake my head. “No, you won’t.”
Eva hauls herself into the opening of the shoot, glancing down. “Are you sure this is—”
I shove her in the back, knowing that it’s the only way to get her down it. Eva is stalling, as she doesn’t want to go out with those girls, but she’ll enjoy it once we’re in town. The scream echoes up the shoot, amplified by the metal tube.
I jump in after her and slide down, jumping out of the dirty laundry swiftly. My friends are laughing about something.
“I hate the landing every time,” I say, glancing at the dirty laundry. “It fucking stinks.”
Camilla, Eva and Adrianna laugh.
Anita whistling at us stops their laughter. “Hurry. Everyone is already on the bus.”
We head through the door from the laundry room into the enclosed courtyard where the minibus is waiting. My stomach tumbles like a pile of bricks when I see Elias leaning against it with his arms crossed over his muscular chest. My heart skips a beat when I see the shirt he’s wearing, barely buttoned up half-way and giving a teasing view of the ink that covers his torso.
His nostrils flare as his eyes meet mine. “Kept me waiting, Gurin,” he says as he pushes off the bus and walks toward me, every step more predatory than the last. I can hardly breathe, struggling to stop thinking about the crazy encounter earlier in the library.
Elias wraps an arm around me and pulls me against his side. “Never do it again.”
I swallow hard as he drags me away from my friends and onto the bus, pushing me down in a seat next to him.
Camilla, Adrianna and Eva walk past us and head nearer the back. I know they’re wondering what the fuck is going on and why I’m letting him push me around. It sucks not being able to explain any of this to them.
Elias grabs my hand and yanks me onto his knee, sending a shot of liquid fire through my veins. He positions me so I’m facing him, my breasts at his eye level.
“What are—”
He tightens his grip on me, silencing my question. “No questions, bonita. Not tonight. I want you to be a good little pet and do everything you’re told. Do you understand?”
The press of his hard cock is clear between my thighs as he adjusts my position, his hand moving up the front of my dress.
“A beautiful dress. Did you wear it for me?”
I swallow hard, wishing I’d worn a pair of pants and a baggy jumper instead. At least then it would look like I didn’t want his attention, but I chose my sexiest dress because deep down I want to tease him. No matter how shameful that is. “No,” I reply.
A whisper of a smirk twists onto his beautiful lips. “I think you’re lying to me, Gurin.” He squeezes my breasts through the fabric, completely unfazed by the fact this bus has other people on it. “I bet you haven’t been able to stop thinking about the fun we had in the library earlier, have you?” He pulls me closer to him, his lips brushing against mine. “I bet your pretty pussy is still soaking wet, gagging for my cock to fill it.”
I spit in his face, which results in an animal growl from him as he grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks my head back.
“Don’t make me regret inviting you, Gurin.” He places his other hand between my thighs and feels how damp my panties are. “No matter how much you fight it, your body gives you away every fucking time.” He pushes the fabric aside, my head still forced at an unnatural angle. And then he thrusts his finger inside of me, invading me here in front of our classmates.