Wreck Me (Corrupt Legacy Series #2)

That’s what she fucking thinks I want?

“I’m sure whoever Celine is, he’d kick you to the curb for her.”

She looks at me, her expression unfazed.

Our staring contest ends when students start to pile in, and Jessica waves at me.

I grin at her to purposely rile Abigail, and she digs her heel into my foot.

“Oops, your foot was in my way.”

“I swear to God…”

She puts her cheek in her palm and fakes a yawn. When the teacher has her back to us, I smirk at her. Abigail stiffens when my hand rests on her bare knee.

“Dane.”

“Whatever you do, remember, everyone will know where I have my hand.”

My fingers trail up her smooth skin until I reach her panties. She sends me a panicked look.

I slap her thighs, and she opens her legs the second some heads turn to us.

“Good girl.”

“Dane…” she says through a gulp.

“You can’t deny me, princess.”

I slip my finger inside her panties, finding her wet. She bites down so hard on her pencil that it might snap.

“Yeah, suppress that moan, sweetheart. Wouldn’t want to get caught,” I say, sliding my fingers along her slit.

I’m so fucking turned on. In and out, I push in one finger, then two while my thumb strokes her clit.

Her eyes fill with lust.

My veins heat.

We’re inevitable.

If anyone would see what is only for my eyes, I would have to kill them. I move to retract my hand, but she clasps her thighs together, keeping me there–nothing new. I am a captive to my need for her as well.

I lean into her, flicking her clit. “Do you deserve to come?”

“Yes,” she whispers, moaning.

I remove my hand. “Well, go ask your boyfriend to make you come then.”

The corner of her mouth drops, and she looks straight ahead.

“Thank you for the reminder.”

These are her parting words when the class ends.

At the lunch table, I make a gesture of licking my fingers clean. Abigail glares at me while we’re locked in a staring contest. When Jessica takes the seat next to me, Abigail’s eyes burn so intensely that I half-expect Jessica to turn to ash.

Pushing her tits out, she flicks her hair back, and sends me a flirtatious look. Jessica is so obvious, it’s a huge turnoff. Girls have never interested me until Abigail. My phone vibrates in my pocket, and I pluck it out.