AVA

I'd never looked forward to someone's reaction in my life more than I did now. While I didn't care about others or what they felt, I, for some strange reason, happened to care what she thought about our little cute meet. If we could call it that. I'd planned everything from the start, and now that the moment had come, a small part of me couldn't help but feel proud of myself. The reaction I'd gotten from her was satisfying as fuck, and I would be lying if I said I was going to forget the look on her face.

If it was up to me, best believe I would have taken a picture of her and probably frame it. Not only would I hang it up, but I would probably hang it next to a drawn image of her, but naked this time.

I bit back the sly smirk that made its way to my lips as I pulled myself out of my thoughts. Time seemed to have slowed a bit, and it felt like we were the only ones who mattered in the world. Her eyes were still on me, and while her brain obviously rushed to come up with a solution or explanation as to why I was here, I took that as my cue to take her in.

She was beautiful, with her hair tied up and a few stray strands cupping her face. Her eyes shone with a million and one emotions, but the most obvious ones happened to be shock, with a hint of something else. Something else that had blood rushing to my groin. Simply put, she looked priceless, like a deer caught in headlights, or like a prey who never thought his time to be hunted would come. But alongside all of that, was something else.

She looked relatively upset.

Did she not want to see me again? Had she not enjoyed herself last night? Or what if she was like that because I'd left without a word?

Many more possibilities swirled around in my mind, but before I could consider any of them, a voice broke through my thoughts.

"Are you listening, young man?" It was the teacher, and I took the frown he was wearing that I'd missed half of what he'd said. "Introduce yourself to the class please."

"Hi. I'm Kye." I didn't bother apologizing and as I spoke,I made sure my eyes didn't leave hers. "Happy to be here."

A couple of murmurs rose from the other students, but I wouldn't say I cared. I wanted her to remember the name, I wanted it imprinted in her mind, not like she was going to forget though. She couldn't, even if she wanted to. The teacher nodded in my direction, and I took that as my cue to leave. I did a quick scan of the classroom, and the moment I spotted an empty seat next to her, I almost let out a victory dance. She stiffened the moment I sat next to her, and while that was amusing, I didn't focus on that.

Sitting next to her made my blood boil. I was finally going to get my revenge, and this was only the beginning of it all. Baby steps as people called it. By the time I was done with her, she wouldn't be able to tell what the hell hit her.

The rest of the class passed by in a blur. I didn't bother concentrating because I knew it would only be a waste of time. The girl seated by my side though, had a completely different outlook to things. It was obvious she tried her level best to ignore me, but my presence and aura was just too much for her. She'd knocked down her pen more times than I could count, and all through the class, she didn't do much as crane her neck in my direction.

She must have been on edge though, because the moment the warning bell chimed, she was out the door like a wounded pup searching for shelter. I let her run, because it didn't matter. No matter how far she thought she could get away from me, she was still going to walk into my trap.

"Going somewhere?" Were the first words that slid past my lips the moment I cornered her in the hallway. She was trapped in between a vending machine and what seemed to be an abandoned locker, and if that didn't shield her properly from the public eye, then I had no idea what would suffice. She gasped out loud, clearly not expecting me to have her cornered like this, but I didn't give two fucks about it. "If I didn't know better, I would say you're trying to run away from me."

She paled. Her eyes darted from one point to another, and just when I thought she wouldn't speak, she did the opposite.

"That wouldn't be surprising." She let out slowly. "It's only normal since you're the one who taught me that."

I wanted to laugh, but I knew it wouldn't have too much of an effect on her, so I did the opposite.

"Tell me you at least got some pills." My voice was low, cold even. "I just happened to load a lot of me inside you."

Her eyes widened immediately, and this time, I didn't bother biting back my laugh. She was rooted in bed spot, that fire she'd started with nowhere to be found. Some might think of it as a cruel thing to do, but I decided to use her shock to my advantage.

"I suggest you have a lot of that at hand." I inched closer towards her. "I'll be cumming hard in you and so much too, I don't think you'd want to run out of them."

"Asshole." She spat the words at me. "Freaking asshole."

I grinned, and that must have made her all the more mad. She made a way to move, but I was quick to step in, cutting her off mid step.

"One more thing." I tilted my head to the side. "If you don't want your parents to know about our little session from last night then I would suggest you do as I say."

"What?" Her eyebrows were raised, but not in defiance, but rather fear. "What are you...."

"I will tell them if you don't listen to me." I continued. "I have proof and once they get their hands on that...poof."

I emphasized on the last word, and I watched her scrunch up her face. As she decided on the next face to pull next, I slipped my phone out of my pocket, just to slide a video to her face. It wasn't any video, but hers.

"Where did you get this?" She asked, her voice strained and eyes still on my phone. "how did you get this?"

"Oh, it's a little recording I made. It's not a big deal." It was a big deal, because I'd managed to catch her facial expression while I shot my load into her.

"Give me that." Heat prickled at her cheeks, tinting them red, and perhaps if the scenario was different, I would have called her cute, but it wasn't. She reached out to grab my phone, but I was faster, dangling it above her head instead. "Give me that phone right now, you asshole.

"I have a better idea instead." My voice dropped to a whisper as I pushed her against the wall instead. She was pinned and for a minute, I allowed the feel of my name on her tongue wash over me. "You're mine now, you and your pussy. For the next three months you will be at my neck and call in bed. Whenever I want you, you will listen and you will come. You can't say no, you can't refuse me. It's either that, or I'll send the video not only to your parents, but the entire school too."

That must have done the trick because she let out a warped cry. I didn't wait to see what other reaction she had up her sleeve. The moment I was sure to have passed across my message, I pushed away from her, before heading in the opposite direction.

I allowed my feet to carry me faster than normal, and in no time, I was standing in front of the coach.

"Good morning." He raised his head at me. "I'm Kye, I'm new. I would like to try out for the team.."

The bald old man didn't say a word, at least not for the next few seconds. Instead, his eyes raked over me, like he could tell if I was a good player or not simply by looking at me.

"Fine." Coach coughed. "If you're good at the field today, then you can play."

Since that was a good enough answer for me, I nodded once before heading out and towards the field. I'd barely arrived when I locked eyes with someone.

Liam.

My blood boiled at the sight of him, and even though my true motive for being here quickly rise to the top, I pushed it back down again. Now wasn't the time for that. A smile made its way to my lips and I let it. Who knew when last I was going to be smiling this genuinely?

The game lasted for a while, and even though it was tasking to say the least, the coach's words at the end of it made it worth it.

"You've really impressed me, lad." He slapped a hand to my shoulder. "You're in." The other players whooped and cheered all around me at the news. A couple of them even hoisted me up on their shoulders in celebration.

A couple of moments later, I was getting ready to leave when someone's footsteps reached my ears.

"Hey." I recognized the voice immediately, but I acted cool. Slowly, I raised my head to come face to face with Liam. "Weren't you at the party last night? How were you in attendance when you only just joined our school?"

Smart question. I almost voiced out my thoughts. Instead of doing that, all I gave him was a grin, before walking out of the so called conversation. Perhaps if he really knew what my plans were, he would prepare rigorously by trying to avoid it, rather than spend his free time asking me stupid questions.

The rest of the school day went by in a blur and before long, it was time to go home, but I didn't want to. Not yet, or more specifically, not without stirring up some drama first. I had just walked into the parking lot, when I caught sight of her, Ava.

Somewhere in between classes and practice, I was able to figure out her name, since I didn't get to find out at the party last night. Ava wasn't alone, but the fact that she was talking to her brother didn't mean he couldn't get her if he wanted.

I glanced at my phone and a small smile made its way to my lips. Just displaying on the screen, was Ava's phone number. It wasn't hard to find, and I mentally patted myself in the back for doing such a great job.

"Hello dreamboat" I punched in the words immediately. "Meet me at the bleachers in ten."

Believe me when I said I heard the loud ping from her phone, signifying that she had gotten the message. What I didn't expect, was the response she sent back, and almost instantly too.

AVA: No.

I chuckled at how stubborn she was being before sending her a video. It was a small clip, a three seconds video of her coming back in the bathroom last night. Her face was fully in view and even from a glance, you could tell she was in heaven and wanted more of where that came from.

I watched her reaction the moment she watched the video. She paled instantly, and before long, I watched her frantically search the ends of the parking lot.

She was looking for me.

Out eyes met for a second, and I shot her another text.

ME; You wouldn't me to get there before you, trust me.

She swallowed, just before mumbling something to her twin brother. He seemed to refuse at first, but eventually, he walked off, and the moment he turned away, Ava burst into a sprint in the opposite direction.

Good.

"Good girl." I drawled the moment I met her at the bleachers. With my signature crooked smile,I let out the rest of my words. "Keep being good and this will be over before you know it.

"What do you want?" She had an air of defiance as she crossed her arms across her chest. "Why did you call me here?"

"Tell me," I leaned in close, just before whispering the words. "Have you ever sucked a cock before?"

I could swear I'd seen her all flustered before, but the expression she wore was definitely a discovery. Her eyes were wide like a deer caught in highlights, and I didn't miss the slight tremors that rocked her fingers. If I didn't know better I would have said she was on the verge of passing out.

"I'll take that as a no then." I bit down on my bottom lip, and in the most sultry voice I could pull, I muttered. "Get on your knees, princess . Class is officially in session."

KYE

Even in a million years, I wouldn't have imagined nor predicted her expression. From the moment I set my eyes on her at the party, a small part of me knew deep down that I was definitely in for an adventure, and a time of my life. Maybe if I had listened to that voice earlier, I wouldn't be as surprised as I was now.

I watched her get on her knees, and even though she was reluctant about the whole thing, I would be lying to myself if I said it wasn't sexy as hell. Ava was beautiful, always had been, but right now, I wouldn't be exaggerating if I said she looked like a literal goddess. Her big baby eyes stared at my face, and I didn't miss the request behind each one.

She was pleading with me with her eyes, to probably let her go, or at least rethink what I was asking her to do. I understood her request pretty quickly, but there was no way I could fulfill her wish, not even if she was on her deathbed and dying. Yes, it was selfish of me to think that way, but come on, who didn't like a little fun? Everyone did, I just had a different perception as to what fun was, and who it involved too.

"What's wrong, princess?" I slurred, and call me crazy or whatever but I could swear I saw her bite down on her lower lip. "Don't tell me you're shy."

"I...I..." she stuttered. Her eyes glanced around for a couple of seconds, and when she eventually spoke, her voice was tiny. "The ground isn't even."

"I can see that, princess." I cupped her jaw, before tilting her face upward. "Does it hurt your knees?"

"Yes." She gasped. " I can't keep kneeling for so long or...*

"Or what?" I cut her off before she could finish. "Will you leave me here unsatisfied? Will you leave with doing what I asked you to? Tell me, will you leave so I can fulfill my end of the bargain?"

She gulped, and even a child could tell she'd been cornered. For once, the smart and brilliant Ava didn't have a way out of this one.

"I didn't think so." I continued in the absence of any response from her. "Now, my dirty little princess. Get back to work."

She visibly gulped again, and the moment I let go of her jaw, she lazily dragged her eyes to my pants. Slowly, she pulled the zipper off my pants down, and I wouldn't be lying if I said the sound echoed around the place. The stadium was beginning to clear out now, since it was closing hour, and I wouldn't have preferred it any other way.

She palmed my front, unknowingly, and I jerked forward. I'd gotten a blow job a million times before, and none of them made me feel things with just a touch.

She tugged at my pants, and I shimmied slightly, so the jeans fabric would pool at my feet. Her eyes widened when she came face to face with my briefs. She probably hadn't seen one on a guy's body before. That, and also the possibility of her getting an outline of my cock.

"Go on." I urged her. "We don't have all day, you know?"

Her fingers trembled as she pulled my briefs down. The movement was excruciatingly slow, and I was this close to pulling it off myself.

A gasp slid past her lips the moment my cock sprung forward. She looked shocked and amazed at the same time, like she hadn't seen something like that before.

"You like it?" I asked, as I stared her down. From my spot and with my eyes looking directly at her head, I had the perfect view of her perky breasts. Today, she had a low cut dress on and the only thing on my mind was to rip it off her skin and take her nipples into my mouth. I would suck and suck...

I trailed off at the inaction going on. The blood that had once managed to rush at my groin thanks to her touch, was nowhere to be found.

"You're wasting my time." I let out through gritted teeth. "You know what will happen if you don't do as I say."

"I'm trying." She looked like she was this close to bursting into tears. Her lips quivered as she reached for my length. She held it awkwardly, and without the slightest hint of a warning, she squeezed.

"What the?!" I cursed out loud. "Are you trying to kill me?"

"I'm sorry." Her eyes were shining with tears now, and somehow it made me all the more aroused. "I don't know how to do this

"Then I'll teach you." I whispered. My hand found hers as I guided her towards my cock. I allowed her cup it this time, before pushing her hand up and down. In just a couple of seconds, she was slowly begging to get the hang of it.

"That's right." I let out amidst groans. "Now put it in your mouth."

She hesitated, but just for a second before she wrapped her mouth around my cock. Warmth burst through me and I jerked forward, almost scaring the living daylights out of her.

"I didn't ask you to stop." The wrapper her mouth against me again. "now suck on it. Suck on my dick like your life depends on it."

It took her a couple of tries, but eventually she was staring to get a hold of it. As she worked her magic on my mouth, I'd never been more glad that we were alone. My eyes searched the premises, and the fact that we could still get caught had adrenaline running through my veins.

"Yes, you're a good girl." I muttered. "Suck on this cock. Suck on this cock like you were born to do so."

I bit down on my bottom lip as she increased her tempo. With my free hand, I grabbed her other hand and wrapped it around my shaft. She must have caught the drift because she slowly starting pumping my shaft. Up and down, up and down. It didn't even feel rushed. Her fingers massaged my balls and my cock, like she was trying to figure it out all at once too.

"come on." I urged her on. " Show me what you can do with that filthy mouth of yours."

She pushed my cock deeper into her mouth and I startled a groan. She was doing great if I was to admit it. And with a small groan, I wrapped my hair around my wrist behind her head.

She felt so good,the feeling of her mouth against my cock, how she moved her head up and down below me. If I didn't know better, I would have said she'smd learnt this from somewhere and was only pretending to be naive.

"You slut." I spat. "You're my slut, right?"

"Don't take it out of your mouth" I moaned as she placed it back into her mouth again. "yes, you're a good girl.

"Look at me." She didn't answer immediately, and I placed my finger underneath her chin before pushing it up. Our gazes met, and under her thick long lashes, I fought the urge to convulse.

I wasn't sure if she knew it, but with her eyes peeking at me from underneath her lashes, she looked like sin personified. I had no idea I was going to get addicted to her fast. At this rate and if she continued like this, then it was going to make it hard and almost impossible to do what he'd set out to do.

"Take it in." I hissed. "Take it all in." She tried to, but I pushed my cock deeper into her mouth. Her eyes watered but I didn't stop. Instead, I took that as an opportunity to keep going.

I fucked her mouth like the dirty slut that she was. My grip on her hair tightened, and the more I pounded into her warm mouth, the more she moaned. Her nails dug into my thighs, and I held from yelling into the air. My hands fisted her hair again, faster than the last time. I could feel myself nearing a release and a part of me didn't want it too just yet.

Ava wasn't the best I'd had, but she definitely had potential. If I kept on with this for at least a week straight, then she would be a skilled professional, my professional.

A groan rode on the tip of my lips as I finally came. I shot every drop of my load into her mouth, and watched the look of horror that appeared on her face.

"Swallow it." It was a command,one she didn't dare flunk.

"All of it." Her mouth was still closed and carrying all of my load, and after what seemed like forever, she pushed it down her throat.

"Good girl." My fingers caressed her cheek. "I would have given you a little something as a reward. A kiss, but last time I checked, I don't miss dumpsters."

AVA

I had no idea how I thought I would feel after the whole ordeal, but it definitely wasn't the guilt that settled in the pit of my stomach. It raced up my spine and crept into my veins, like it was trying to make my body it's new permanent abode. I tried everything I could to make it go away, but nothing seemed to be working.

Kye didn't make it any easier. His words echoed in my ears, even long after he'd disappeared.

"Good girl." The beginning part of his sentence had lit up something in me, but all it took for that same fire to die down were the words that followed after. "I would have given you a little something as a reward. A kiss, but last time I checked, I don't miss dumpsters."

A dumpster. That's what Kye saw me as. Nothing more and nothing less. Tears blurred the corner of my eyes, and if the hiccups that were slowly making their way up my throat meant anything, it was the fact that the waterworks were coming. I'd always had a hard time controlling my tears, but something told me this was going to be next to impossible. Even if I tried, I wasn't sure how long I would be able to hide it for.

I sat underneath the bleachers for a little while, as I allowed a couple of tear drops to stream down my face. It was weird to think about, but crying, even if it was for a little while, could elevate my mood.

The tears were already streaming down my cheeks before I could stop them. My vision blurred and I pressed my head into my thighs hoping to muffle the sound of my sobs. I wasn't sure if it was working or not, but I let my sobs echo all around me. For what seemed like forever, that was the only sound I could hear. I sounded pathetic, but it was the truth. A small part of me even thought the tears would wash away the tears, but all it did was make me more aware of my guilt.

When I realized it wasn't going to work this time, I got on my feet, before heading away from the bleachers. The school had cleared out by now, and I internally cursed myself for asking Asher to go home without me. From the looks of things, I was going to have to take the train back home, and heaven knows I didn't have it in me to talk to anyone right now, not even a random stranger asking for directions.

**********

"Ava?" The sound of my name echoed the moment I walked into the living room. It was mum and her smile widened the moment she laid eyes on me. "You didn't stay back to read today? Liam told me you left some things back at school."

I muttered dryly. As I made my way up the stairs, I caught a glimpse of Liam sprawled on the chair, and the gasp he let out echoed throughout the entire living room.

"Ava." He bolted to his feet. His eyes lingered on my face and I watched his expression morph into one of confusion. "Are you alright? You look .."

"Fine." I let out through gritted teeth. "I'm fine."

"No you're not." He shook his head. I allowed him walk up to me, and just when I didn't expect it, he wrapped his hand around my wrist. "you're crying and your eyes are puffy. What's wrong? Did you get bullied in school? Or..."

"Back off." I cut him off with a snarl. "Stay away from me. Don't fucking speak to me again."

"Whoa whoa whoa." Mother was on her feet immediately. I half expected dad to rush out, but he didn't, so I figured he wasn't home. " What's wrong...."

"Nothing." I let out again. "I just want to be alone."

Without so much as waiting for their response, I bolted past Liam and raced up the stairs. I slammed the door to my room shut the moment I got in. Slowly, I pressed my back to the door, and as I slid to the ground, I didn't stop the tears from flowing this time.

My vision blurred as I sobbed into my palms, but it didn't stop mum or Liam from banging at my door.

Liam was shocked, but he didn't push it any further. Why couldn't he see that I wanted nothing to do with him? He'd been trying to talk to me since forever, and I didn't want a part in it. He made me go to the party. He made me kiss Kye, and now Kye had dirt on me that he would probably hang over my head till the end of my life.

My eyes caught the mirror hanging on the wall and I didn't miss how tear stained my face was. My eyes were puffy and red rimmed and all thanks to that, I think it was safe to say I hated him. Both Kye and Liam. As I stared at my reflection, I could already make out the hurt and heartbreak my parents would feel if they ever came across that video.

I could already make out the disappointment in their voices, and how broken they would be. They had so much faith in me, and yet, I'd done something disastrous behind their backs.

The thought didn't leave my mind, even as u decided to wash up. I spent a little more time than necessary bathing, but deep down, I knew that no matter how hard I scrubbed, nothing was going to change the fact that I was guilty and filthy too.

I wasn't sure how I was able to get through with the rest of the day and how long it took before they stopped banging at my door, but before long, it was dinner time.

"So Ava.' mum spoke up a couple of minutes into her meal. "How was school today?"

"Fine." I didn't feel like talking, but it would be even harder to explain why, so I stuck to my lie instead. "School today was fine."

"Just fine?" Dad chuckled, and mum mirrored his smile. "where's our princess who loves to talk about chemistry all the time?"

It was an inside joke, but I didn't dare lift the corner of my lips.

"Are you okay, dear?" It was dad again. This time his voice was sifter, and I didn't miss the concern pooling in his eyes. "You don't look pretty okay to me."

"I'm fine" I felt bad for making them worry, so I added. "I just failed a test in school today, and I read so hard for it."

"Is that all?" His hand found mine from across the table. "it's okay to fail once in a while, the important thing is that you get back up again."

"Thanks dad."

"And remember," he wasn't done yet. "If something is ever bothering you, I want you to remember that you can always talk to us about it. Always."

His words echoed in my ears. Did he really mean that? And could I really tell them about kye and all he was making me do? I raised my eyes to their faces, and the amount of love I saw in them was enough to knock that silly idea out of my mind. They loved me so much, and even though they'd guaranteed nothing would change, I wasn't sure I could take them up on their offer.

"Thank you mum and dad" I gave them a small smile, one that hurt me deep inside. "I love you."

We continued to eat in silence after that, and once we were done and I'd cleared my plates, I made my way back to my room. The moment my head came in contact with the pillow, the tears started again. I cried myself to sleep, and even when Liam came by a couple of hours later, I ignored him still.

"Aves?" Liam's voice rang from the other side of the door. He knocked twice before continuing, but I doubted it was going to make a difference. "Are you still awake?"

I knew for a fact that I wasn't going to speak, but I didn't want to give him the impression that I was awake. With tears still burning my eyes, I pressed my face into my pillows,. hoping it would not only soak the liquid, but muffle my cries too.

"Ava." He called again. "You seriously can't be asleep now. Come on,open up."

I didn't move, but my tears continue to flow. I wasn't sure how long Liam stood out there for, but I knew it was a long time. By the time I got up to wash my face and blow my nose, he was long gone.

*****************

I wasn't sure how I'd managed to sleep through the rest of the night, but the fact that I went to school the next day, must have meant that I was stronger than I originally let on. While that might be a compliment to other people, it didn't sound like one to me. Today, all I wanted to do was get through the rest of the day without so much as a single hiccup.

Or so I thought.

I was walking down the hallway when I caught sight of something. No, scratch that, it was someone, and that someone was none other than Kye. We locked eyes for a second, and I couldn't help the fear that raced down my spine. I spun on my heels and tried to run, but I'd barely taken a step forward, when his voice echoed all around me.

"Ava" his voice was so deep it sent goosebumps racing on my skin. "Wait up."

I wanted to leave, to turn on my heels and run away from here, but I knew it was impossible, not when kye had forcefully made his way into my life. Instead of acting rash, I stood rooted to the ground. With each step he took in my direction, I felt myself shrinking away, but I muttered to myself that I wasn't scared of him.

"You're not scared of him, Ava." I muttered. "You're not scared. You can do this."

"There you are. I was beginning to wonder if you planned on skipping school today." He whispered the moment he stopped in front of me. I didn't miss the way his cologne wrapped around my nose. It was surprisingly sweet with a tangy aftereffect and a part of me craved more. "I got you a little something today. I left it in your locker."

"I want you to take it out and put it on." He whispered. "Then take a picture, just for me."

My eyes widened, but I wasn't sure if it was at his request, or the fact that people were staring at us now. It was one thing that shee was the school's nerd, but now, I was sure they would be having a number of thoughts going through their minds.

When had we become so close? Avd why was I whispering with the new guy?

"I can't, Kye." I whispered back. "I have a class, and it's a pretty important one too."

"I have a need, and wouldn't you say that's important too?* I swallowed visibly at his words. "You'll just have to choose which one is more important to you."

Like his words weren't traumatic enough, he just had to add.

"You have ten minutes."

I stared at him for a while, and the snug grin he wore only made things worse. Slowly, I made my way to my locker before pulling out the small bag in there. A part of me had thought that it was fake and he was just pranking me, but as I walked past him, I realized everything was real. I wasn't imagining any of this at all.

The bell rang the moment I walked into the bathroom, and before I pulled the dress out, I made sure to hang a warning sign outside the door. My eyes widened again when I realized the content of the bag. It was a lingerie set, and provocative too.

Was he insane? Why would he get me something like this?

I slipped into it anyway, and just as I was about to take a picture, I heard his voice from the other side of the door.

"I knew you would make the right choice." He was in the bathroom with me in no time. I struggled for words, but before that, I tried my level best to cover every part of my body with my hands.

"What are you doing here?" I didn't stop backing up, and under his heated gaze, you could as well say I was naked. "This is the girls bathroom in case you forgot. You shouldn't be in here."

"So?"

"I think you should leave." I shook my head. "Someone might see..."

"Isn't that the whole point?" His lips lifted in a smirk. "I can't wait any longer, and why would you put a sign out there, if you didn't want anyone coming in?"

He'd caught me, and I could only gulp to show just how cooked I really was.