Bestfriends Shouldn’t Know How You Taste

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

skin of my neck. Nausea rolls in  my stomach when one of his slimy fingers crawl to  touch between my legs. The closed wooden door is  staring at me, mocking me. 

I could taste my salty tears as I choke on a sob.  Why is this happening to me? The man pinches the  flesh of my vagina and groans beside my ear. My  crying got louder as I thrashed more intensely in  his arms. 

“Please stop!” I cried but it’s incoherent as he  continues to add pressure on my mouth. My heart  is pounding as fear locks me into it’s embrace. 

“I heard you let Reed F*ck you whenever he  wants.” He breathes beside my ear roughly. His  voice sends shivers of disgust down my spine. 

I fight against him, pushing my heels on his boot  cladded feet. He hisses removing his hand from in  between my thighs. “I just want a little taste too .”  He laughs cockily. 

I force my mouth to open under the pressure of his  hand and fortunately bite into the flesh of his palm 

harshly until I could taste the coppery tang of  blood. “F*cking bitch!” He roars and removes his  hand away from my mouth. 

“Help!” I screamed as loud as I could, hoping and  praying that someone would hear me. “Help!” I  shout again thrashing around trying to break free  from the arm he had wrapped around my torso. 

 pulls cruelly at my black tresses. I

to act like a pussy when you’re  around.” He groans tugging at my hair harder. I  gritted my teeth. I rather die

in shock and it is enough  to move out his arms. My breathing is rough as I  run towards the door.

had the chance to grasp the knob  when the man pulls me back and pushes me into  the desk. I gasped when the sharp end of the  wooden

turn around swiftly and I’m shocked to see a boy  my age instead of the man I initially thought.

in rage and face pinched  in anger. I remember seeing him talking to Blake  and Ryan on

liking to football.  But I never studied him enough to know his name.  He never showed interest either

vision and smirks. “Don’t even think about it  bitch. You’re not leaving here until I get a taste of  you. I mean you must’ve tasted good to have  Blake follow

 sharpened, I mentally sighed when it was. “The  only thing you’ll be tasting is a pencil pierced

his weight. I was pressed on

the pressure of his weight on

when his  harden cock presses on my thigh. Now on high  alert, I didn’t think twice as I stabbed his upper  arm with the pencil, taking joy when he screams

side and the force

my neck  and pushes my head on the desk, until my entire  upper body is fully on the desk. My nails dig into  his arm scratching as I try to get out of his

had  done earlier. My throat hurts but I don’t care as I  get ready to scream again.

to  keep me still as one of his hands

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