Marcus yanked my hair harder, pulling my face toward his c**k again. I could feel the heat coming off him, and the salty taste still lingering on my lips from the few seconds I’d already sucked his c**k.
My phone sat on the desk, the last message glowing on the screen.
I turned my head away at the last second. “Wait. Stop.”
He slapped my cheek lightly, not enough to really hurt but enough to sting. “You agreed to this. No backing out now.”
The phone buzzed again, and the same unknown number popped up on the screen.
Marcus grabbed it before I could. His eyes narrowed as he read out loud.
Leave now, or the video of Lila on her knees will be sent to every faculty member within the next sixty seconds.
He threw the phone down and stood up, towering over me. “Who the f**k else is watchin
