Page 85 of Craved By Lust

“I’m sorry, Dr. Metchie. I didn’t know you h-had company.” The girl looks between us and I look away bored, not acknowledging her, but my brother’s reaction has me rather curious.

“What did you need? I told you to stop coming by.” He shoves his hands into his pockets, curling his lip, but I know my brothers better than anyone. Pierce might be curling his lip, but the hungry look in his eyes as he looks over the admittedly pretty Black girl with short hair as if she’s a piece of steak is telling, to me at least. To the girl he must look like a rabid wolf who hates the world.

“I uhm… I wanted to talk to you about my grade. I really can’t accept this score!” She thrusts the papers against his chest, and I watch my brother gaze down at her with the same eyes I give my baby before he slowly pulls his hands from his pocket hesitantly as if trying to gauge if it’s safe to do so.He looks as if he’d pull her and bend her over the desk.

I nearly chuckle when he stuffs them back inside and turns away.

“Leave. You should be happy with the grade I gave considering you cheated. You ought to be thanking me for even giving youthat,” he grumbles and I finally turn to the girl, interested since she’s got Pierce sweating bullets.

“I told you I only did that once. Please reconsider! I need this scholarship! I’ll do anything. Anything at all. I’m begging,” she pleads and I grin like a devil, feeling better when I can quite literally feel the lust radiating from my brother as his hairs standon end.He spoke so much about pride, but look at him… ready to risk it all for a mere student…

“I have to get back tomywoman. You seempreoccupied,brother,” I chuckle.

“Fuck. You,” he mouths and I snort, skirting past her, a bit lighter. I guess I’ll sleep in my car until Jessica is done with class. I just need some peace and fucking quiet.

Jessica

I slam out of the building, frustrated, bumping into a girl who curls her lip at me and flounces off without so much as an excuse me, making me grit my teeth.

What the fuck is going on?!

I know most of the people at this school hate me, but this is becoming too fucking much. I don’t think I’ve ever ran into so many girls in my life. Yeah, I might be tall and my line of sight is off, but shit, I can damn well see where the fuck I’m going!

The most frustrating part is it almost feels like these bitches are throwing themselves at me from the sneak glares they’re giving me, and it’s pissing me off. Honestly, if it weren’t for the fact that I am already on the coach’s shit list and he’d damn well suspend me, I’d have slang all of them to the ground, but I need to keep my composure. I haveto not only play in that game Friday. I need tostart.

“Jessica?” I turn to see Frank standing there and all frustration dissipates as I run into his arms, uncaring who is watching.I missed him.Even though we woke up in the same house and werode together to campus, I still missed him. However, I frown, noticing his temperature is boiling so much I have to step back.

“You’re burning up!” I step back and he waves it away.

“Yeah, but I’ll be fine, I…” he winces and my stomach drops. “I’ll be alright.”

“No you will not,” I take his arm and drag him over to where he parked. I try to put him in the passenger seat, but he flips me before I can touch the door handle, and places a kiss on my collar bone.

“Little baby, I don’t give a fuck how bad I’m feeling.Iopen the door foryou. Icater, chauffeur, and serviceyou. It willneverbe the other way around,” he growls adamantly and I frown, rolling my eyes.

“Frank you sound ri-damn-diculous, boy!” I muff his head, making him get out my way when he tries to kiss me again. “Get in the damn car,” I huff and he chuckles, wrapping his arms around me, pulling some sneaky shit by opening the door, picking me up, and setting me inside. “He—” He slams the door and goes around, getting into the driver’s side with a sigh.

“Baby, at least when we get home, put on something more comfortable,” I tell him even though I’m going to be sad to not see him looking so pretty. I’m not going to complain because he’s way too fine just dressed regular.

“Yeah, I will,” he says as he leans against the window, rolling it down after he starts the car. “It’s fucking hot though,” he grumbles, making me chuckle before he goes still as if he forgot that I was next to him. “I didn’t mea?—”

“Nah don’t switch up now, Mr. potty mouth,” I smirk and he quirks a brow.

“Mr. Potty mouth? Does that mean I get to eat your ass, Jessica? Because if so, I’ll gladly be that.” My mouth drops open shook because who the fuck says shit like that but Frank ass?!

“Sir, you need to get better before you try to do anything with me. And don’t forget you are banned from penetration this week, so don’t start no shit,” I glare in warning at him and he kisses his teeth, grumbling, going back to looking at the road and I chuckle at his ridiculous ass.

I know dudes like sex, but is it normal for them to like it as much as Frank? I’d think this man is a high-key sex addict if it weren’t for him being on his somewhat best behavior while we were friends.

When we get to the house, he grabs my bag. I wait for him to open the door for me because Lord knows he’ll have a conniption if I so much as touch a door handle.

I go to grab my bookbag from him but he, as always, swats my hand then kisses it.He really be doing too much but I digress.

As we make our way quietly to the house, I can’t help but notice he looks a bit out of it.Sluggish even.

“Baby, are you sure you’re okay? Yo?—”

“I’m fine, little baby. Don’t worry. You go upstairs and shower. I’ll shower downstairs…” he grumbles at the last part, making me feel bad.Damn… he really is broken up about this no sex shit, huh?Well, to be fair, it’s not like I’m not upset about it, butI guess because of my celibacy I have a bit more control over my emotions.

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