A Divorce He Regrets (Raina and Alexander) novel Chapter 309

AVA

Another ping pulled me out of my thoughts, and I realized it was Kye again. My hands shook. My heart hammered.

KYE:

You will be punished.

His text packed more punch than I expected. My palms felt clammy all over again, and shudders raked down my spine. Now that Kye had posted the video, what was going to happen? What if they found out it was me? My life would be ruined. Everything I'd worked so hard for, would be a waste.

“I'm sorry, Kye.” I punched in the words as a text to Kye. “Please forgive me. I won't ever go against you again.”

KYE:

I will take it easy on you now, but you have two choices. Meet me in the boy's locker room right now, or block my number.

I paled immediately. I was a fool for thinking Kye would make getting out of this mess easy. Even a child could tell what my obvious answer would be here. If I dared block his number, then I wouldn't put it past him to ruin my life.

“I'll come but can it be after school?” I swallowed hard as I texted.

KYE:

Leave whatever the fuck you're doing and come to me. Good girl.

Was Kye's last text, before I shoved the phone back into my pocket and headed towards the boys locker room. My feet felt like lead as I walked, but I didn't stop. I couldn't, not even if I wanted to. I arrived in a matter of minutes, just to realize it was empty.

My heart leapt to my throat as I took it all in. If there was one word to describe the place, then it definitely had to be exposed. Anyone could catch us in here if they wanted, and no matter how careful we were, it just wouldn't change a thing.

He wasn't gentle, at this point, I was tempted to think the word didn't exist in his vocabulary.

“You've been a bad girl, four eyes. Bad girls get punished…” He spanked my ass again and I yelped. “Did you really think you could go against me?”

“No.” I let out through gritted teeth as he continued his rough pleasure. My fingers scraped against the steel surface of the lockers, tears raced down my face, and I'd never felt more of a whore than I did right now. But why does it feel so good? “I…”

“Shut up, you slut.” He hissed. As he continued ramming into me from behind, his hand snaked forward, before grabbing one of my boobs. He squeezed like his life depended on it and I bit down in pain. “Now this is what you get for being a bad girl.”

Ecstacy ran along my veins, and with each passing second, I felt myself inching closer towards the waterfall of a perfect release. My walls clutched and stretched with his length, and as crazy as it sounded, a small part of me wanted more. Tears stung the back of my eyes, and my lower belly ached pleasure. I could feel my orgasm rapidly building and in just a couple of minutes, I was sure I would be a lost cause.

In the heat of the moment, nothing could have prepared me for what happened next. One minute I was waiting for the best release of my life, and the next, there was nothing. Just on the brink of pleasure bursting through, Kye let me go. He pulled out of me in an instant, and the last thing I heard was the sound of the locker room door slamming shut.

He was gone. What? What the fuck?