Page 4 of Falling for A Lie
“Listen here, you stupid Scottish prick, I don’t care who you are wetting your small dick with. I just came to drop off this fucking assignment because we are leaving for the cheer competition soon, and I won’t be here for the class.” Her southern accent tickles a spot in my brain as I take a menacing step forward; everything else around us is forgotten as I go toe to toe with this bit of minx.
“My dick is anything but little. I’d be more than happy to prove it to you. If you wanted to get on those well-used knees of yours, I could show you what it is like to be fucked into oblivion as each orgasm I give you tears you apart from the inside out.” I snark back, my voice sounding like a feral beast instead of that of a man.
“Oh yes, master, I would be grateful for that. It’s been so long since I felt cum drip down my thighs or throat, “ she mocks me. With a roll of those damn icy blue eyes, I’ve seenher use against my best friends to make them chase after her like lovesick puppies.
Without a second’s pause, I have her throat in my grip, my fingers tightening as I lean in to whisper on those luscious lips of hers. “Keep taunting me, Damsel, and you’ll learn how different I am from my friends.” Emphasizing each word by tightening my grip, her throat bobs under my touch. Her pupils are blown from the action. Oh, this is turning her on. Without a second thought, I bring her mouth to mine, biting down roughly on her bottom lip, tasting the blood that coats my tongue from the tiny cut I know my canines have given her. The moan that barely escapes her parted mouth has a smirk cresting my lips.
She drops her paper and bag onto the floor, then grips my arm to either pull me away or keep me up—I’m not sure.
“Just say the word, little Damsel, and I’ll give you what you desire.” I’m so caught up in the lust coursing through my veins that I don’t realize she has her leg reared back until she connects it with my hard-on. I double over in so much pain and try to gasp softly to regain some of my composure.
“What the actual fuck!” I cover my throbbing dick and try to stomach the pain so I don’t throw up all over the tiled floor.
Her angelic laugh rocks her body as she leans down to gather her stuff. She whispers to my prone body, “Maybe you think less with your dick, and you wouldn’t end up on the ground holding it. Also, it looks like you pissed yourself.” Ilook down and see that the condom full of my cum in my pocket has busted open.
She steps over me and drops the papers before a shocked Dori. “Better make it a good grade, or else this little sexcapde will be spread around school wider than your legs were when I walked in.” She says with an annoyed bravado before she turns around, stomping out of the classroom, leaving me more fucking turned on and pissed than I thought was even possible.
“Tha mi a’ dol a mhùchadh an nighean sin gòrach.”
‘I’m going to fuck that girl, stupid.’’
The Scottish words roll freely from my tongue as I make the promise to myself.
The ringing of my phone has me slightly adjusting myself to retrieve my cum covered phone from my pocket, hoping it didn’t get messed up when the condom broke.
“Hello, mhàthair,” my breathing slowly evening out as I pull myself up in a sitting position, the ache in my groin making me groan slightly.
“Cut the shit, son; using our native tongue will not butter me up. Why did the principal call me, saying you are causing more trouble in class? I threatened to pull the funding for the school’s new gym so he could look the other way.” Her voice is one level away from freaking the fuck out on me. She hates it when her perfect son causes trouble for her to handle.
“I’m not mhàthair; I have done nothing and been on my best behavior. I’m at the gym now with Rad and Drake. Call them,and they’ll vouch for me.” The lie comes easily, but I know they would have my back if she called the guys.
“Son, if you don’t start acting like the man I raised you to be, you can kiss the chance of joining The Lords with the other three. I swear to all that is holy.” she sucks in a sharp breath before she delivers her following words. “I’ll make it impossible for you.” I know in my heart that she would do just that to spite me if I didn’t get my shit together.
“Yes, mhàthair, I understand,” I responded.
She sighs softly, “I love you, son; I only want what’s best for you. Understand that I don’t want you to end up like your father.” The mention of that demented fuck’s name makes my stomach clench. The idea of becoming like him is so repulsive that the nausea I was battling just now is winning, and I want to throw up all over this floor.
“I won’t ever be like that bastard. I love you too, ma, and I promise you won’t be getting another call.”
“Good, now go learn something. We’ll talk more before I leave for the meeting in New York.” Without allowing me a chance to reply, the line goes dead, and I sit there replaying the conversation and the events that took place in the last hour.
I vow then and there to make Soren pay for embarrassing me in front of Dori and leaving me with a bad case of blue balls.
Chapter four
Jace Compton
Two weeks before The Summer of Senior Year
Our breaths mingle, filling the room with a rhythmic symphony as our bodies move harmoniously. The scent ofpassion and a heady mixture of sweat and desire hang in the air. My skin tingles with anticipation, aching for the exquisite release that only Alec can provide.
“Fucking Take It!” Alec grunts as he slams his stiff cock deep into my tight hole. The force and brutal nature of how he is claiming me feels like my ass is being ripped apart. We started seeing each other in junior year, and he has been the only man to claim me like this. Before him, I didn’t even know I liked men, but here came Alec Flanagan fucking that up for me with his charming smile and doing the job I came here to do harder. “He grips my hair and yanks my head back and pulls my upper body up with it as I groan out in pleasure, “Fucking faggot. Do you like taking my cock like a dirty boy?” He quips with a wicked sneer, gracing his lips as he slows his thrusting, pulling his cock out to the tip as he waits for my reply. “Yes... Daddy.” He rolls his eyes as he pulls out fully, leaving me a breathless and needy mess, “Daddy... Please give me your cock. I still need to cum..” I’m practically begging like a pathetic idiot for him to continue, feeling the loss of his cock buried deep inside me. My aching body craves the sweet release only Alec can bring me to. “Begging to be fucked? How pathetic can you be, Jace?“ He Pushes away from me, the dip in the bed being the only indicator that he is still here with me.
“You know, I have been such a good boy. I haven’t fucked Soren in weeks. Like you told me, too,” I know I fucked up amoment too late as his fist slams into my ribs, causing me to double over.
“Don’t mention that bitch when you have me naked in your bed again, or it will be the last time you have me in your bed. Got it? You’re mine. I don’t even know why you’re still with that ugly slut. You don’t even like her or women if we are being honest.” He leans back on the headboard, sweat dripping down his pale skin, down the happy trail leading down his still-stiff cock. “
You know why I’m with her, Alec. We have had this conversation more than once. She is the only reason my family moved to this Podunk ass town from New York.” I sit up straighter, looking at him with an irritated scowl gracing my face, my cock slowly growing soft at the thought of Soren. She wasn’t ugly, despite Alec’s insults. To be truthful, she’s beautiful, and any man would be lucky to be with her. Alec’s obliviousness fueled a fiery anger inside me, a rage at his ignorance of the stakes I was playing for.