Page 16 of Claimed and Shamed

“Come on girl, you can’t take a boob touch?” I whisper.

“My guy isn’t as cute as yours,” she replies. “I also don’t let strangers touch me like that.”

She says the second part loudly enough for everyone to hear her, which throws some of the other girls off their game and I see two more girls tap out.

Did she do that for me? Does she want me to win?

As the game progresses, I become more and more competitive, determined to come out on top. Girls are dropping like flies, but I remain focused on the game.

By now, Brandon’s hands have caressed my stomach and now he drops to his knees. This surprises me a bit, but he’s started touching my ankles. Unfortunately, I am wearing shorts, as I always do, and I feel every inch of skin he is touching as he glides his fingertips up my legs, and over my hips. He lingers at my thighs, making eye contact with me.

His hand reaches my pussy and I let out a gasp. He caresses the outside of my lips and I feel him slip a finger between them through my shorts. As his finger connects with my clit, a light moan escapes my lips and I cover my mouth.

“Looks like we have a winner!” Tricia runs over to me and throws her arms around me. Brandon moves his hand and smirks. I think he was the only one to hear me.

Thank God.

Satisfaction and pride fill me and inside I secretly hope Hudson is watching from somewhere, spying on me again. I glance around, hoping to catch sight of him, but he's nowhere to be seen.

Brandon high-fives me when Tricia finally lets me go.

“You handled that well. Hopefully I’ll see you around.” He winks at me and walks off. Tricia raises her eyebrows at me, but doesn’t hype it up. A grin spreads across her face from ear to ear.

“Congrats, Stevie! You killed it out there!”

“Thanks, Tricia. I had a lot of fun.”

Couldn’t have chosen anything better to get revenge Hudson, I think to myself with a smile.

Chapter Eight

Hudson

I can't resist watching Stevie from afar during the Zeta Tau picnic. I thought it would be easy to stay away, but it's harder than I thought.

Seeing her with Henrik and Tricia, laughing and having a good time, you would think that she hadn’t been warned multiple times by both Sawyer and I. Clearly the flyers did nothing.

The little bitch makes eye contact with me and I know she knows I’m watching her.

Then she starts flirting with Henrik.

AND SITTING ON HIS LAP?!?! WHAT THE FUCK?!?!

That really pisses me off, but I can't let her know how much she's getting under my skin. I know she’s only doing it to make me angry.

It’s fucking working.

I watch her as she goes back to her dorm room, and I follow her. I watch her dorm room window and she looks around the room, clearly looking for me and hoping I will be there. I should just go in there and show her how her sitting on Henrik’s lap made me feel.

However, I convince myself otherwise. She looks pissed that I’m not there and she should be, after how she has me feeling.

Besides, It’s been almost a full week since we last spoke and the last thing we did was argue. I am trying really hard not to make our first encounter another argument, but she’s making it really difficult.

If I have to watch her all day, I will. I don’t give a fuck.

I pace outside her dorm for a few hours, before she finally leaves again, and I follow her to another rush event.

ANOTHER ONE?! How is she all of a sudden so busy with these people? She was going to like one event a week and now, all of a sudden, she’s going to two in one day?