Between Us
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I was just the invisible scholarship girl, until the most dangerous guy on campus publicly claimed me—and then dragged me into an empty classroom to prove how thoroughly I belonged to him.
I wasn't supposed to hear it. Standing by the notice board, two guys were mocking me. "Carter's still with that scholarship girl. She's not exactly his level."
Before I could move, Zane's voice cut through the corridor like a blade. "She's exactly my type. And if you ever speak her name again, I'll break your jaw."
He didn't know I was listening. This wasn't part of our fake dating contract. When he found me hiding around the corner, his eyes were black with a possessive rage I'd never seen. He didn't say a word. He just grabbed my wrist, shoved me into the nearest empty classroom, and slammed the door shut.
"Zane—" I started, but his mouth crashed down on mine. It was brutal, wet, and desperate. His tongue invaded my mouth, tasting like mint and pure dominance. He lifted me by my thighs, pinning me against the chalkboard.
"Tell me you belong to me," he growled, ripping my panties down my legs.
"We're... we're just pretending," I sobbed as he unzipped his pants.
"Fuck pretending," he snarled. He gripped my hips and buried his thick, hard cock inside me in one violent thrust. I screamed, my nails tearing into his back. The loud, wet smacks of his flesh hitting mine echoed in the empty room. He pounded into me relentlessly, his hot breath against my neck. "You're mine, Ava. Only mine."
I wasn't supposed to hear it. Standing by the notice board, two guys were mocking me. "Carter's still with that scholarship girl. She's not exactly his level."
Before I could move, Zane's voice cut through the corridor like a blade. "She's exactly my type. And if you ever speak her name again, I'll break your jaw."
He didn't know I was listening. This wasn't part of our fake dating contract. When he found me hiding around the corner, his eyes were black with a possessive rage I'd never seen. He didn't say a word. He just grabbed my wrist, shoved me into the nearest empty classroom, and slammed the door shut.
"Zane—" I started, but his mouth crashed down on mine. It was brutal, wet, and desperate. His tongue invaded my mouth, tasting like mint and pure dominance. He lifted me by my thighs, pinning me against the chalkboard.
"Tell me you belong to me," he growled, ripping my panties down my legs.
"We're... we're just pretending," I sobbed as he unzipped his pants.
"Fuck pretending," he snarled. He gripped my hips and buried his thick, hard cock inside me in one violent thrust. I screamed, my nails tearing into his back. The loud, wet smacks of his flesh hitting mine echoed in the empty room. He pounded into me relentlessly, his hot breath against my neck. "You're mine, Ava. Only mine."
















































