Chapter 4

Jarek

I wanted her.

When I had her in that closet, and it was just the two of us, I wanted to take her and make her mine. My pauper should be happy that I used restraint. Next time may not be so lucky for her. Taking her homework was a genius idea because Liliana was all mine for just those few minutes in the closet.

I've tried inciting fear into the student body regarding my pauper. She didn't have many friends, if any, beforehand, but students still talked to her, and the guys still drooled when she walked by. Not anymore.  It's a dick move, but ask me if I give a fuck.

I may not be one of the popular jocks, but being a Falcon puts me at the top and the most popular guy at school. I actually get along with everybody; Liliana Sumner is just special. It's because she's special that I treat her the way I do. I'm driven crazy when she's around, and the fact that I can't have her the way I want has me acting like a madman.

It's a new day and I'm just pulling up to my pauper's house when I see her hurry out the door. She pulls the hoodie she's wearing up and over her head, hiding her face from the world; she's embarrassed to be seen with me.

I growl inwardly and wait for her to get in. As soon as she's in the car, I grip her chin and turn her face toward me.

"This will be the last time you wear anything with a hood. You will not hide yourself, pauper. I don't know what you're so worried about; I should be the one ashamed to be around you."

"Please… let me go, Jarek."

"Take your hood off…"

Her hand shakes as it reaches up and snatches the hood down and away from her pretty face. I continue to hold her chin as I study her petite features. With her olive complexion, long mahogany locks, and chocolate brown eyes, she almost looks exotic.

Thoughts of her dancing at one of my uncle's clubs, soon to be my clubs, has me inching back and releasing my grip. If I keep thinking about Liliana spinning around on a pole in nothing but a thong, I'm liable to do things to her here and now.

"That's better. Now, buckle up," I order, putting the Tesla in gear before taking off.

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I pull into the school's parking lot and turn off the ignition. My pauper tries to get out, but I hold her back. I try searching for a reason not to let her go, but it isn't until she asks me to release her that I finally blurt out the only thing that comes to me.

"We have a big project coming up, and I've requested that you be my partner." It's a lie, but one that I will rectify today.

"But I already have a partner lined up." Her voice is soft, just above a whisper.

"Not anymore. Don't worry, pauper, I won't make you do all the work, just the written part."

"But most of it is written, and I have assignments in my other classes that I've been falling behind on since I started doing your work, too."

This is one thing I like about Liliana.  She's meek yet still tries standing up for herself even if she knows that it's no use. I lift my hand and caress her silky cheek.

"I couldn't care less about your other assignments, pauper. That's your problem to work out. You're smart enough that it shouldn't take long to complete the work."

"Please, Jarek…"

Grinning, I ask, "Have I told you how much I love it when you beg me?"

Her lips form a tight line as she tries not to respond; it really is the cutest little thing ever. It will be so much fun riling her up these next few months. If I can keep her within my reach until graduation, then I think I'll keep her. There will be no one around to tell me who I can have keeping my bed warm anymore.

Who says I have to marry? As long as I have a warm pussy to occupy myself with, then I'm good with remaining single.  My uncle always told me I would marry an heiress or something, but now that he's gone, I don't have to marry anyone. I know I can't marry my pauper; guys like me never marry from poor families. No, they're great as mistresses and such, but that's the extent, and I'm good with that.

My pauper stares at me with pleading eyes, and something softens inside me. Nodding, I give her the okay to get out of my car, but I remain here for a few minutes longer. I watch as she hurries through the parking lot, keeping her head down so as not to see anyone who may be looking at her. Not many students are in the parking lot, and none are looking her way, but she doesn't know that.

A knock on my window jerks my eyes away from Liliana, and I look out to see Megan standing outside my window, smiling. Reaching back for my bag in the back seat, I exit my car and smile at the pretty girl. She doesn't hold a candle to my pauper, but she helps pass the time.

"Hey, Meg. Come to walk me to class?" I toss my arm around her shoulder and lead us toward the building.

"If that's all you need from me at the moment," she replies in the sultry voice she uses whenever she wants to be frisky.

I glance at my watch and grin. "We still have twenty minutes before the first bell," I say as I open the door for her to walk in.  I can be the gentleman when I want to be.

Megan grins and takes my hand, dragging me down the hallway and to the bathroom that most students don't use because it's a unisex restroom. We pass my pauper as she's coming out of the office, and I can't help but wink at her. I can feel her eyes on me until we turn the corner. I don't give a fuck what she thinks. Unless she starts giving it up, I'll take what I can when I can.

I shove Megan into the bathroom and lock the door. "On your knees…"

Now that I've gotten another glimpse of my pauper, her face is all I see, and my dick is straining to get out. The blonde before me doesn't care; she likes it when I take control. She drops to her knees and immediately releases my hardness, handling it with the utmost care.

"Go ahead and suck it for me, baby."

Opening her mouth, I push my cock in until it hits the back of her throat. I groan at the sensation of her taking me in, and I pull out just to push back in even further.

"Play with yourself; get off while you get me off," I instruct, holding my shirt up so I can watch the girl take me.

"Mm…" she moans and starts bobbing her head faster.

I don't have to hold this one's head; she's the blow job queen of the school. If you want a good sucking, Megan is the girl to go to. She does amazing, especially when she plays with the balls, too, like she's doing now.

I toss my head back against the door and close my eyes, savoring the feel of the mouth on my cock. I picture my dark-haired goddess being the one on her knees, and I start thrusting harder. The moment I begin to swell, I grab Megan's head and hold it still as I fuck it harder and spill down her throat.

I don't care if she gets off or not. I gave her a chance, so when she glares at me as I unlock and open the door, I smirk and walk out, throwing, "Thanks, babe," over my shoulder.

The halls are practically empty now that the bell is about to ring. I jog up the stairs to my first class, but when I get to the floor my class is on, I turn the corner and run right into someone.

"Agh!" Comes a high-pitched cry and then a thump.

I was moving pretty fast, so the impact was harder than if I were to be walking. Looking down, it's Liliana that I see, but instead of giving her my hand to help her up, I smirk.

What I see is my pauper at my feet, staring up at me, and instantly, I get hard. In true Jarek fashion, I say, "While you're down there…"

I don't miss her eyes flashing to my crotch and then back up to my face. However, her next words put a damper on my teasing.

"I wouldn't stick that thing in my mouth even if we were the last two people on earth. It's probably going to fall off one of these days…" Her words trail off as soon as she realizes what she's saying and to who. "I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean—"

"Cut the bullshit, pauper. You meant exactly what you said." I squat down in front of her. "You're lucky Megan loves my cock. It's very much content at the moment."

I give her a once-over, a look of disdain appearing on my face before I stand and walk away. The fuck if I'm going to help her off the floor after that remark. She can help herself…