MILLICENT
“Zayne…” He chuckled darkly, brushing his lips against my ear, whispering filth so dirty it made my face heat instantly.
“Do you know how hard it was watching you pretend to be so untouchable today? All I could think about was dragging you into one of the empty classrooms. Pinning you down on one of the tables and making you scream while the whole school listened.”
“Zayne,” my mind was foggy and I could take the stimulation.
“You tortured me all day,” he murmured, his hand sliding higher, his voice hot against my ear. “And now I’m going to return the favor. Slowly.”
His fingers pressed higher, and I realized I was already trembling, already falling into the fire he set every time he touched me.
And I didn’t even try to resist.
He had me pinned in place with his eyes as hi
