CHAPTER 20 - WHAT ARE WE?

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WARNING: ❗⚠️ (sexual content ahead)

I'm just walking to the cafeteria for lunch when a hand pulls me into the empty band room nearby.

The old Bridgette would have freaked or yelled 'what the fuck' but the new Bridgette immediately knows that it's Mateo.

He closes the door before slamming me against it, saying "What did I say about avoiding me, hmm?"

Well...that's true. But only because it's awkward. How am I supposed to face him after he..how do I explain this- fucked the life out of me.

"I was just- just confused." I respond, looking him straight in the eyes.

"Yeah right." He grunts. "Here's what's gonna happen, you're either gonna tell me why you're avoiding me." He leans closer to whisper in my ear "Or I'll take you home to my house, tie you to my bed, and fuck the answer out of you."

If he was trying to scare me it didn't work, it only made me more turned on.

"What if I like the second option better?" I grinned playfully.

He chuckles. "You wanna play?" He yanked me toward him, crushing my lips with a searing kiss. A tingle spreads down my spine as he runs his fingers through my hair and tugs me closer.

My lips rip away from his solely so I can pull his shirt off before pressing my lips back against his.

Mateo matches my desperation, his hands tugging my hair, his lips teasing me until I'm wild for more.

His thick erection pressed against my core and I ground against it shamelessly, desperate for any sort of friction.

He groaned and slipped his hand underneath my pants, toying with my clit.

"Is this what you want?" He grunts. "You want me to fuck you in the band room like a little slut?"

I moaned. "Yes."

His jaw tensed. "Fuck, that's so hot."

I felt him harden against me and I groaned.

He practically ripped my pants off and threw them on the ground, hoisting me up so my legs were wrapped around his waist and he slammed me against the wall.

Damn, this man had to have a kink for slamming people against things or something. It's kinda hot.

"Mateo, please-" I whimpered.

He continued to fuck me with his fingers at a painfully slow pace.

"You want me to go faster?" He whispers in my ear.

"Yes." I moan.

"Beg."

I stilled. "W-what?"

"Since you seem to have trouble actually talking to me, why dont you let me hear that pretty voice of yours, beg."

"Please." I groaned.

"Please what, beautiful?"

"Please Mateo, more please."

"Not good enough. You want me to fuck you? Beg."

"Please! Mateo, please! Please fuck me, I- I need you inside of me. Please im so desperate, Mateo please."

"Shhh." He removed his fingers and replaced them with his cock.

Considering the fact that we're in a school, I try my best to hold back my screams.

"Dont hold back." He whispers. "Its a band room, its soundproof. Why do you think I dragged you in here of all places, Beautiful?"

Fuck thats so hot. And smart.

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