CHAPTER 3: SUCK MY c**k OR SCREAM FOR HELP
JAX'S POV
"Jax - what the f**k - let me out-"
"You came into the men's shower, Sierra." I press closer, my c**k digging into the small of her back through her thin leggings. She's already soaked from the steam, the fabric clinging to every curve. "You're the pervert here. Not me."
"I was just - I didn't know you were-"
"Bullshit." I grab her hip with my free hand, holding her in place. "You knew exactly what I'd be doing in here. You've known for eight months. Every time you ground that perfect ass on my c**k in class, you knew I'd come straight to this shower and jerk off thinking about you."
She's trembling. From fear? From arousal? I can't tell yet.
"Let me go," she whispers.
"No."
"Jax-"
"Listen to me carefully." I spin her around an
