I pushed her ass apart and spat on her anus, rubbing it in with my thumb before pushing it in. “I’ve got you. Let go of the wall and pinch your nipples for me. Pinch them hard, Princess. I want you to scream from how much it hurts. If you aren’t in pain, you aren’t doing it properly.”
Her slender fingers moved to her breasts, and she pinched through her bra.
“Take your tit out, Devlynn,” I ordered.
She followed directions and did as she was told.
“Good girl. Show Daddy how much you like being his fuck toy. Let me see you pinch those nipples, Princess. Show me what a good whore you can be for me.”
She moaned as she twisted and tugged on her nipples.
I moved my thumb out of her ass, and she whimpered as the smack of my hand on her supple flesh echoed around us. “Harder, Princess. I want to hear you scream.”
“Fuck!” she shouted as she pulled her nipples away from her, twisting them in the process.
“Good fucking girl. I want everyone on campus to hear you getting railed like a good little whore. All those guys staring at you need to understand that this hot pussy belongs to me. That it’s me who makes you cream like the slut you are. Who does this pussy belong to, Devlynn.”
Smack. “Whose pussy is this?’
“Yours. It’s yours. It’s always been yours.”
I crushed my mouth to the nape of her neck and bit down. “I’m going to come, Princess. I’m going to fill this pretty pussy.”
She screamed as we both came, completely lost in each other.
I held her, refusing to let go, when I heard a slow clap and a loud whistle. “That was some show, Price. This will get me a pretty penny with the tabloids.”
My head turned to see some preppy fucker, with painted-on pants and a polo shirt smirking.
I let go of Devlynn, adjusting myself. “Get yourself presentable.”
Blood splattered from my first punch to the asshole’s face. He sputtered, his hands cupping his nose, so he didn’t see the blow that followed. He fell back, and his head hit the cement. I got right on top of him, one hand holding the fucker’s collar as my fist pummeled his face. The artwork I was creating on his mug was so extensive that his own mother wouldn’t recognize him once I was done.
I grabbed his phone and sent the video to myself before I deleted it off the fucker’s phone and crushed it under my foot with one heavy stomp.
“I-I’m going to press charges. I’m going to fuck up your life,” he sniveled before turning his eyes to Devlynn. “I’m going to ruin hers too.”
That set me off. I flung my fist into his face violently and quickly, bashing him repeatedly. I pulled the switchblade from my pocket and held it against his throat. “If you so much as look at her again. I’ll kill you. You might be a rich bitch, but I’ll get to you. One way or another. So this is what’s going to happen. You’re never going to come near here again. If you do, this knife will slit your fucking throat.”
I stood, dusted myself off, and smiled. “Have a nice day.”
Devlynn was visibly shaking. “You almost killed him.”
“Nah, he’ll be fine. Probably some broken bones in his face.”
“How are you so calm about this?’
“Would you rather I let him post that video for everyone to see?”
She shook her head no, her hand nervously fixing her hair. I smiled as I pulled her to me. “Then it’s settled.” I kissed the top of her head. “Now, you better go to class.”
Chapter 14
Devlynn –Five Years Ago
Ihadn’t heard from Elis in five days…something that hadn’t happened since we started dating two years ago. We would text back and forth or chat on the phone daily. Not only had he not returned any of my messages, but he hadn’t been in school.
I heard about his father through the newspaper. I wasn’t sure why he wasn’t telling me. I wanted to be there for him. I knew he must feel horrible. I didn’t know what I could do, but I would be there, holding his hand, giving him whatever he needed.