The Dare (North Woods University 2) - Page 60

Taking my time, I walk up the stairs, one step at a time, feeling myself being pulled closer and closer to her without thought. I don’t want to burst into her room as soon as she gets here. I want her to think she’s safe and secure, then I’ll come in and pull the rug out from underneath her, keeping her on her tiny little toes. Then she’ll never know when to expect me…she’ll merely have to watch her back at all times, wondering what and where I am.

I come to a stop right in front of her door. My lips form into a line, and before I pull on that tight mask that covers my real emotions, I stand there taking comfort in knowing she is only a few feet away from me. Even with the door between us, my need for her is soothed. I want her close, but far away at the same time. She leaves my brain in disarray, scrambling it like a plate of scrambled eggs.

I can hear her on the other side of the door, smell her unique floral scent, and almost feel her heat. Almost. After about ten minutes, my patience has worn out. As quietly as I can, I feel for the key laying on the top of the doorframe, knowing without a doubt that she’s locked her door. Or at least I hope she has, if she’s smart, she would.

Her trust in me is confusing. I thought she would push me away yesterday, fight me, maybe even scream, but instead, she shocked me by letting me fuck her like I wanted to. She let me use her for my own pleasure without so much as a peep. I can still remember the feeling of her quivering pussy around my cock. I wanted to let her come so badly, but that wouldn’t have made it a punishment for her, and I wanted to punish her, break her so badly it was all I could feel, up until I slid inside her. Maybe letting me use her body was her way of saying sorry. As if that would be enough, it would never be enough.

She didn’t have to let me touch her. If she had told me to stop, I would’ve even though I didn’t want to, but she didn’t because deep down she wanted me to use her, she wanted me to touch her, to fuck her, and I hold onto that knowledge with an iron fist, knowing I’ll use it against her over and over again. Inserting the key, I turn it, listening to the small click when the door unlocks. Turning the knob, I push the door open, bracing myself for her to yell at me, maybe even push me out.

Instead, I find her room empty.

I can hear the shower running in the bathroom and my dick turns incredibly hard. So much bare smooth skin is hiding on the other side of that door. I lick my lips in anticipation and walk toward the bathroom. I test the doorknob, turning it gently, smiling when I realize it’s not locked. I kind of expected her to be paranoid enough to lock the bathroom door as well. Hot steam hits my face as I push the door open.

Her perfect silhouette hiding behind the see-through frosted glass of the shower enclosure is the first thing I see when I step inside. I close the door behind me, the noise alerting her to my presence.

“Get out, Vance,” she yells over the roar of the shower, much less surprised of me being here than I thought she would be, taking a little of the wind out of my sails.

Tilting my head to the side, I ask, “Why? I thought you would be happy to give me another show.”

“Just go away, please. You’ve hurt me enough, and I don’t have it in me to fight with you right now,” she says in a much lower, almost defeated tone.

She sounds tired, hurt, maybe even broken. Just as I told her she would be. I ignore the feelings her sadness gives me. I don’t have room inside me to feel sorry for her. Anger and resentment taking up too much space already.

“I bet your nipples are hard right now, your pussy dripping for me,” I taunt. “I’m ready to use you again. So wash nice and good between your legs. I’m not sure where or who you’ve been with last night, but I don’t want to catch anything.”

The thought of her being with someone else has my blood boiling. She better not have been with anyone else. Not unless she wants me to go to jail for murder. Though knowing her, she’d probably tell me she did just to spite me.

“Leave, I don’t want to have sex with you again.”

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