A Deal With The Bad Boy

Chapter Four

[ A3 DORM - ABIGAIL'S ROOM ]

Loud sounds of skin slapping together filled the room and even outside the room.

Abigail let out a loud moan as her boyfriend, Chase grabbed her hips and started pounding into her from behind, his hard c**k slamming deep into her dripping pûssy.

"f**k, you feel so good"He grunted with his hands gripping her ass.

"Yes, just like that" Abigail gasped, pushing her hips back to meet his thrusts. She could feel the heat building inside her, her pûssy clenching around his shaft with every deep thrusts.

Chase smacked her äss hard, leaving a red handprint on her creamy skin.

"Take it, you dirty slût"He growled with his balls slapping against her sensitive clît.

"I'm going to fill you up with my cûm."

"Oh god, yes!"She cried out, her fingers digging into the sheets. She could feel him getting closer because his thrusts was becoming more urgent and forceful.

"Don't stop baby! please don't stop!"Abigail cried out in pleasure and he reached forward then grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling her head back as he fûçked her harder and faster.

"You like that, don't you? You love getting fûçked like a cheap whörê"He snarled with his hips slamming against her äss.

"Y-yes!"She stammered, feeling the intense pressure building inside her.

"I love it, I love you, I love your dîçk"

Chase didn't even say it back, he spanked her äss again, pounding into her more harder from behind that made her scream loud then with a final hard thrust, he buried himself deep inside Abigail's pûssy with his dîçk throbbing as he filled her with his hot seed.

"f**k, take it all"He groaned, pumping load after load into her quivering hole and her body shook with pleasure with her pûssy squeezing his shaft as he emptied himself inside her since he didn't use a côndôm.

"Oh god, yes"Abigail panted, her limbs feeling weak and useless. "That was amazing..."

Chase pulled out slowly, watching his cûm dripped out of her well-fûçkéd çûñt and onto the bed then he gave her àss one last smack before collapsing next to her, both of them panting and drenched in sweat.

"You're such a good fûçk"He told her, pulling her close and kissing her neck with his dîçk pushing into her hole again but then she frowned feeling offended at his words.

“Is that what I am to you? You make me feel like I’m just a slût… not even your girlfriend. Just minutes ago, I told you I love you and you didn’t even say it back.”Abigail mumbled with her frown deepening and Chase groaned with his forehead pressing into her bare shoulder and his hand sliding up her thigh to keep her pinned.

"Are we really doing this right now? With my dîçk still inside you?”

“Yes! Pull out, Chase"She snapped but instead, he pushed himself deeper with his breath hot against her ear.

“Fûçk, I can’t. Just don't start this, I’ll give you ten thousand dollars after this, Abigail. Ten grand. Just let me fûck you before I head to class"

Her lips parted in shock, but no words came. Ten thousand dollars. Was that all she was worth to him? She clamped her mouth shut because she needed the money, she always needs money and he knew it was her weakness to make her agree to whatever he wanted.

Chase smirked at her silence, taking it as permission.

"That’s my girl"He muttered, shoving more of his dîçk inside her and she couldn't help but moan.

"You love this. You love being spoiled, don’t you? Money, gifts, my dîçk, everything I give you, Say it.”

Abigail squeezed her eyes shut with her nails digging into the sheets with another moan leaving her lips.

“Say it, Abigail. Say you’ll take my money and let me use you"He demanded, hitting her àss.

"Y-yes…”Abigail finally gasped with the word spilling out against her will but then her body trembled with pleasure continued pounding into her Chase pounded into her.

The room was filled with the lewd sounds of skin slapping against skin and Abigail's loud moans.

"This is what you're good for, isn't it? Being a receptacle for my dîçk."

Abigail let out a whimper of pleasure with er pûssy clenching around him at his degrading words. No matter how his words hurts her, it gets her wet and no matter how toxic their relationship were, she never stops loving him and didn't mind him offering her money any time she refuses to let him fûçk her.

Abigail's eyes rolled back as she felt herself approaching the edge and Chase kept pounding into her cûnt with all his might and strength and she kept screaming and screaming.

"Fûçk I'm close!"

Abigail gasped and shuddered as his çûm instantly after his words, flooding her pûssy and triggering her own intense orgasm.

Her eyes rolled back as wave after wave of pleasure crashed over her.

Chase finally slowed to a stop and pulled out, watching as their mixed fluids leaked out of her red, puffy çûñt then he smacked her àss hard one more time before sitting up.

"I've got to head to class" He said, pulling his pants back on.

"I'll have the money sent to you."

Abigail just nodded weakly, feeling used and empty but at least she had 10 grand coming. He walked out of room without kissing her like normal couples do after séx which hurt her but then she sighed and stood up from the soaked sheets with her legs shaking.

She stripped the bed, removing the wet sheets and it landed on the floor.

She picked it up, walked to the bathroom and returned while holding a fresh linen then she spread it over the mattress, smoothing it with her palms.

Abigail stalked toward the bathroom the bathroom again to take a shower after changing the sheets, she had already showered before Chase came but now she had to shower again. She stepped under the steaming spray with her head falling forward and water running down her face.

She scrubbed harder than necessary, dragging her nails across her skin, until it was red and when she stepped out, she didn’t feel clean, she never felt clean but at least she looked clean.

Abigail wrapped a towel around her dripping body, walking to her mirror with her reflection staring back at her then she pulled out her favorite short black dress and wore it.

She was practically naked since it didn't cover most of her body but then she was used to dressing like that, she had to dress like she belonged especially when she was friends with the most popular girl in college.

She applied makeup and sprayed her favorite perfume then her phone buzzed on the desk.

She picked it up and it was a Bank Alert that said, $10,000 has been deposited into your account.

A small smile spread across her face then she grabbed her backpack with books she dosen't even read then she wore her heels and walked out of her room.

Abigail walked into the living room and her eyes immediately went to April who sat casually on the couch with her legs crossed and her manicured fingers scrolling through her phone while Amara was sitting beside her, chewing gum with an obnoxious pop.

April’s eyes lifted up to Abigail and she smirked.

“Well, well, look who finally decided to show up,. You glowing, girl. Fresh from getting fûçkèd, huh? Tell me, he gave you money, yeah?”

Abigail forced out a casual laugh.

"No… he didn’t"The lie slipped easily, though her stomach twisted. If April discovered the $10,000 Chase had given her, she’d make her spend it all on champaign and useless shopping sprees but Abigail needed that money, desperately for something more important.

The smirk on April’s plastic face vanished in an instant with her expression hardening into a cold, dangerous frown while Amara looked surprised while staring at Abigail.

“You mean to tell me that you just let him fûçk your pûssy for free?” April asked slowly and Abigail's throat bobbed but she said nothing so April stood up.

"Do you even know how much we spend to take care of down there? The waxes, the pills to keep it tight, the designer dresses we wear, the facials, the perfume, the fûcking lifestyle? All of costs money, Abigail. You can’t just let a guy pound you for hours and leave you empty-handed. God, learn how to use your brain!”

Abigail lowered her gaze with her lips pressing together then she nodded because no one argued with April, not unless they had a death wish.

April’s father owned the entire university and her power was absolute. Everyone either feared her or wanted to be her. To be in her circle was to be untouchable and the only ones truly inside it were Abigail and Amara who are nothing but puppets to April.

They obeyed without question. She made them popular, she spends on them, she made them desirable for men.

The living room was silent until Amara decided to speak.

"April, you remember what you promised me? To help me teach that nerd a lesson. You know, the audacity she had to confess to my Liam? Ugh. I mean, I loved how he rejected and humiliated her but it's not enough. I want her crushed. I want her embarrassed badly. I want to make sure she never even looks his way again"

April tilted her head with her lips curling into a dangerous smirk.

"Oh, sweetheart. Trust me, I have the perfect plan to deal with her"

Amara’s grin widened instantly and the three girls exchanged a knowing look then all smirked together.

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