All Chapters of Boys Like Him: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

The world trickled in, piece by reluctant piece. I shifted, trying to find balance on legs that still weren't entirely mine again. The warmth between my thighs gave a slow pulse of heat that reminded me, in no uncertain terms, exactly what he'd done to me. What I'd let him do. What I'd begged him to do.My breath came shallowly, and my knees trembled with faint aftershocks, little electric echoes rolling through muscle and nerve, as if my body hadn't quite caught up with the fact that it was over. I felt weightless and heavy at the same time.Lloyd stood just a few feet away, sweatpants riding low on his hips, the gray fabric clinging in a way that left absolutely nothing to the imagination. That faint dark trail of hair dipped downward, pulling my gaze lower before I could stop it, straight to the thick, unmistakable ridge straining against the front of his pants. A dark, damp spot bloomed near the tip, spreading slowly, the cotton soaked through with precum that had to be from how

"Late again, Miss Briggs."Mr. Hart's voice cut cleanly across the classroom the second I pushed the door open.Every head turned.My hand froze on the doorknob.I hadn't even fully stepped inside yet."And not only that," he continued dryly, glancing down at his watch, "the class will be ending in less than..." He paused, tapping the face of it with exaggerated patience. "...one minute."A ripple of quiet snickers spread through the room.Heat climbed straight up my neck.I stood there like an idiot in the doorway, my bag hanging awkwardly off one shoulder, suddenly very aware of thirty pairs of eyes watching me get publicly roasted.I looked down at the floor instead of at him.Even I knew how badly I'd been slacking lately. The missed lectures. The late arrivals. The half-finished assignments.And the look on Mr. Hart's face wasn't angry.It was worse.Disappointed.That made the knot in my stomach tighten."I'm sorry, Mr. Hart," I muttered, barely loud enough to carry across the r

His free hand slid down my ribs, rough palm cupping my breast through my top, thumb brushing the underside before he squeezed. Hard. Then he found my nipple, rolled it between finger and thumb, pinched until I arched off the car with a broken moan swallowed by his mouth.Somewhere far off, a car door slammed. Headlights swept across the lot. I didn't even flinch. Neither did he. We just kept devouring each other like the rest of the world had already burned down.When he finally pulled back, we were both panting, foreheads pressed together, noses brushing, my lips swollen and tingling. I could feel how wet I was, how my thighs were trembling, how badly I wanted him to keep going right here against his car, where anyone could see."Not here, Cherry."I licked my bruised bottom lip, tasting him still. I stumbled out of the car, my legs not entirely steady beneath me, breath coming in shallow pulls like I'd forgotten how to take in air properly.God.People had definitely walked past.S

Mariah didn't flinch."And you know it," she added, quieter. "Or at least... a part of you does."My throat went dry.She lifted the phone slightly. "That message? That picture? That didn't come from nowhere."A beat."That's someone who's been where you are."My chest tightened painfully."Someone who got out," she finished. "And is trying to warn you."Silence settled between us again."Real? That could be fake, AI, and all that crap nowadays... nothing is believable anymore." I shrugged, trying to downplay it, but Mariah wasn't having it.She scoffed. "Nyelle, he's got you sucked in completely. You don't even see the truth staring you in the face."I flinched at the intensity, the way she wasn't holding back."What sort of guy," she continued, pacing slightly as if she couldn't contain herself, "cares about you, and yet won't commit? Who drags you into this... open relationship nonsense and watches your life unravel while you're too blind to notice?"Her eyes were wide, almost desp

My breath caught.Please don't be him.It rang once.Twice."Hey, baby."Her voice softened instantly.My stomach dropped so fast it made my vision flicker."Yeah, I was just thinking about you," she murmured, twirling a damp strand of hair around her finger. "Are you busy tonight?"She smiled."I knew you'd say that."The room felt smaller. My hands were still in her hair, working because stopping would mean acknowledging this was real.And I wasn't ready for that."Hold on," Brianna said suddenly.She gently tilted the phone, adjusting it just so, allowing him a clear view of my face.As the screen flickered to life, my eyes locked onto it with an intensity that surprised even me.There he was, Lloyd Luxen.So relaxed, it was as if he had all the time in the world, leaning back casually in his chair, an air of ease enveloping him.I watched as his gaze shifted, scanning his surroundings before it finally found me.In that moment, he paused, and I felt the weight of his recognition