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Chapter 70: Class, again
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“I want an A in math,” I say, my tone firm and unapologetic. If I’m going to be his plaything, I might as well get something out of it. Jace’s eyes snap to mine, narrowing. “You? An A in math? That’s impossible.” “The moment I get that A is the moment I'll become your sugar baby,” I retort. I shrug off my coat, letting it fall onto the table behind me. I catch Jace swallowing hard. “Did you dress up like this for me?” he asks, his voice lower, but I can hear the tension. Gotcha. “No... Why? Do you like it? Does it distract you?” I ask with a sweet tone. I slowly rise from my position. “No, of course not,” Jace replies quickly, but the way his eyes flicker tells a different story. He IS distracted. The male brain. Ever so fun. I move in until I’m nearly within arm’s reach. “Oh, I think it does,” I purr. “See, I think you like what I’m wearing. But I think you’ll like what I’m wearing underneath even more.” I place my hands on the armrests of his chair, leaning in slightly, an
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He looks a little shocked and taken aback, but I feel a surge of confidence. If he wants to see my bra, he’s going to have to beg for it. Would he actually beg for this? He never says please, and I get the feeling he’s never begged anyone before. I hold his gaze, letting him process the challenge. Though he gives nothing away, when his eyes drop to my shirt, a smirk starts forming on his face. "You want me to beg you to get undressed?" he clarifies, raising an eyebrow. "Yes. And beg properly. Otherwise, you’ll never find out what my favorite color is," I say with an arrogant nod. He studies me, amusement glimmering in his eyes. "You really are something else, my sweet Norali," he whispers. I can feel his resolve in his gaze. Time seems to slow as his head moves closer, and I feel his lips graze my ear. He wraps his arm around me, his hand resting flat on my lower back, while the other, which was on my chin, slides to the back of my neck, holding me securely. "Consider this a one-
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He’s right in my face, but I refuse to step back. “I’m going, Mason. I’m an adult and can make my own choices,” I say firmly, snatching his hand and forcing it down. That sets him off. Mason’s anger morphs into raw rage. I see him shaking, his fury palpable. “I said NO, LI!” he roars, stepping closer and hitting the fridge behind me with a force that makes me flinch. “Mason,” Jace snaps, appearing in the kitchen and glaring at Mason. Mason whirls around to face him before turning his gaze back to me. “If you’re that adamant about going, don’t go alone. Go with Jace,” Mason insists, his tone a bit calmer but still intense. “What? No! I don’t need a babysitter,” I snap back. Sometimes, Mason treats me like I’m five years old. “You will only go with Jace,” Mason says firmly, his mind made up. “I’m going alone,” I retort, just as resolute. Mason’s rage flares up again. His hand again slams against the fridge, and I'm half a second away of fearing him a little bit. Jace steps in, g
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I turn around and meet Jace's stare, which is full of interest. Suddenly feeling a bit shy, I quickly look away and walk past him without saying anything. He turns around with us and starts walking next to me and Hannah. My book is clutched to my chest, providing me with a false sense of safety. Jace has slept around a lot, and I'm a virgin. How in the world would we ever match? He would probably see me as dumb, inadequate, slow—just not good enough. Where are these insecurities coming from? What's going on with me? "Miss Raven. A word," Jace says in his teacher's voice, making me close my eyes in defeat. The last thing I want right now is to talk to him. I would probably stumble over my words and feet and embarrass myself further. “I have class,” I respond, continuing to walk, making Hannah glance at me from the side. Lina and Charlotte keep heading to our class. Suddenly, Jace grabs my arm. I almost flinch. “Class can wait. Hannah, can you tell whatever teacher you have that Nora
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Jace hums softly and kisses my temple as he grabs a pair of sweatpants from the closet. The house is bathed in darkness, the only light filtering in from the garden outside. I tiptoe into the kitchen, wincing as the fridge casts a blinding glare when I open it. I quickly shut it after grabbing the eggs and bacon, but an unmistakable presence prickles the air around me. “Maybe it’s time we move those boxes here,” Jace says casually. I freeze, unsure I’ve heard him correctly. Turning to face him, I see him watching me, his expression unreadable but intent, like he’s waiting for my reaction. “What do you mean?” I ask sharply. “Well…” He starts carefully, his voice steady, “you practically live here already. Might as well move in fully.” The eggs and bacon tremble in my hands as I place them softly on the marble counter. The dim kitchen feels heavy, the air thick with unspoken words. I tilt my head at Jace, narrowing my eyes. I didn't hear that right. “Are you asking me to move in
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The vibrations intensify when Jace groans against my skin, and I press my clit against his fingers, consumed by the urgent need building inside me. I need this. I need him. The ache is so intense it feels like it might break me. I’m in a frenzy, my nails digging into Jace's skin, as I feel an overwhelming wave coming. I hold onto it, summoning it faster, pushing his fingers deeper. I moan in his ear, whispering words I don’t fully understand, but they feel like a mantra, desperate and raw. I lose all sense of time and space when Jace slides a finger inside me, pressing his thumb down. It’s like I’m falling off a cliff, the fall so fast and intense I think it might swallow me whole. It’s a death I welcome. My entire body locks up, muscles tightening as my orgasm crashes over me. I cling to Jace for support, riding out the waves of pleasure, barely aware of anything else. Still in the haze of my high, Jace pulls back, his zipper sounding too loud in the quiet space. My senses are
