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“That’s not your fucking decision to make, you might think you’re the queen of this school but don’t forget who truly rules it. I will destroy your reputation, Camila.”
“What are you going to do?” she mocks. “Tell everyone I like to be cuffed and spanked? Don’t forget who administers those spanks, baby.”
The growl that comes out of my chest when I push her against the nearest wall shows that I have completely lost control. We never get into these sorts of fights in front of people. But why should I fucking care? I pushed away the girl I really like and the one who’s obsessed with me won’t let me go. What do I have to lose anymore?
One of my hands slides to her throat and the other under her dress. Images of Jamie against the cafeteria wall flash to my mind and my cock is back in business.
“No underwear. That is very naughty, Cam,” I whisper in her ear.
‘Sex money feelings die’ by Lukke Li resonates in the room as the atmosphere calms down. Everyone is too far gone to dance to bumpy music anymore.
I run a finger down Camila’s slit. She tries to readjust herself and I tighten my grip on her throat.
“Don’t you fucking move,” I growl, my lips rubbing against her earlobe. I feel her getting wetter straight away. She’s so fucked up. So am I. That is the only thing that’s ever linked us.
I slide a finger inside her wet pussy, making her shudder in pleasure.
“You love being fingered in front of a crowd. It makes you wet, doesn’t it?”
She tries to reply but my hand tightens again. I can sense her need to cough, her chest is heaving with need for air, but I don’t really care.
I’m drunk, the girl I truly want doesn’t fucking want me back.
Jamie. Doesn’t. Want. Me.
I add another finger and pump in and out of my ex with anger. “You know what your problem is?”
She shakes her head, and my nails dig in her neck.
“You’re not her.”
The pleasure in her eyes mixes with fear and I feel her pussy tighten around my fingers. Her face reddens, her shoulders fall, and I don’t realize it’s because she’s running out of air until a strong hand presses on my shoulder.
“What the fuck are you doing?” Chris’ voice seethes as he drags me back with force.
I let go of Camila, stumble a few steps back and bump into my best friend.
“Are you out of your fucking mind?” My friend rages in a whisper. “Are you trying to kill her?”
I turn back to Camila, who’s still against the wall, a hand on her chest, taking huge gulps of hair.
“I–”
“You are way too drunk and need to get to bed. This party is over.”
I don’t really know how I got to bed. I wouldn’t be surprised if Chris had to carry me up to the bedroom next to Luke’s. All I know is there’s only one girl on my mind as I fall asleep, and I don’t know how to get over her.
