Chapter 33

Easton

I can’t believe Blake even bothered to save his number in Harper’s phone. It’s not like he actually gives a shit about her or wants anything more than her pussy. His game is the same as mine-sleep with the hottest girls in our school and bust out of here the second we graduate.

But it takes balls to tread on our best friend’s sister.

Can’t I say the same thing about me?

No.

The same isn’t true at all because the first time my mouth was on her, I didn’t know it was Harper. The second time, in her cat costume, I didn’t know either. She was just Mystery Girll to me.

But now?

Fuck.

She’s a goddamn tease with the tightest ass and a rack unlike I’ve ever touched before, nipples. I want to pull into my mouth and bite.

My dick is getting hard again as I find my seat in the last row of English class.

And to think the hard-on Harper had given me in the library had just died down, but it’s back and roaring to be inside of her.

“Easton, you’re late,” my teacher says the moment my ass hits the chair.

“Sorry, traffic jam in the stairwell. Won’t happen again.”

Ryan turns toward me from three rows ahead and laughs. He’s looking all studious with his notebook in front of him, pencil in hand, his gaze now on our teacher who’s

going over the chapters that had been assigned as homework last night.

Chapters I haven’t read because I spent the night with Harper instead.

I’m going to have to copy Ryan’s notes after school, there’s no way I can pay attention right now.

when his sister is owning every thought in

top of my bookbag, secretly sliding my phone into my hand.

direct message from Harper

on the

If either of us actually gave a shit … except

must have made her feel

of me

and I switch to text, realizing I hadn’t saved her

a thought

one day, when my drunk ass is reckless, and I accidentally leave my phone on a

her name and type in

Me: It’s Easton.

glad you finally realize that neither

Mystery Girl: Dick.

much, especially when

swallowing my cum.

two seconds you lasted. Unless

When my eyes return to my phone, I read Harper’s message again, imagining what she’ll taste like when I lick her pussy again. What she’ll sound like when she’s finally begging for my dick, when she gets hours of me

rather have Blake’s dick in

 

about Aisha. Now that’s a girl who

Me: Jealous?

you give the class your opinion on Scout’s relationship with her father, Atticus, which was covered in last

slowly gaze up, the teacher

the messages you’ve been sending while you were

Fuck me.

you know, just like any other kid’s relationship with their parents at that age.”

definitely right,” Ryan

and due by our next class.” The teacher turns around, glancing over her shoulder after a

I nod.

she gave me an hour’s worth of detention, that would be much easier than reading the chapters and writing about

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