“Huh? I have nothing to say anyway,” I hissed, confused as a door slammed somewhere, but the Warwick’s giant body was blocking my view. “I didn’t see anyone dead.”
The Warwick prick swallowed, and his Adam’s apple bobbled in his throat, “Exactly. You saw nothing,” in a tone that sent a shiver down my spine. There was a hidden meaning behind his words that I had no interest in investigating because I just wanted him to leave.
“Time’s up,” I snapped, having no idea what the time was because I was too frightened to leave to grab my phone in case he snapped the chain and burst through the door.
I pushed the door to close it in his face, but his shoe was still in the way, and he didn't seem in any hurry to leave. Giving him my coldest glare, he stretched out his departure to show me who was in charge before finally removing his foot.
Breathing a sigh of relief, I was about to shut him out when he said, cocking his eyebrows, “Did you come?”
“What?” I snarled, tightening my grip on my knife because it was so damn tempting to unchain this door and stab him in the eye.
“At the window,” he grinned. “I saw what you were do-”
I slammed the door in his smarmy face because I couldn’t stand to hear him talk about it. Oh God, he saw me. Kill me now.
After I secured the locks, I crumbled onto my bed in a pathetic heap, thinking that life couldn’t get worse.
Little did I know.
10
“The fuck you doing?” Sickle barked at meas he stepped into the living room, holding a keg.
“Jacking off,” I said as if it wasn’t obvious. The Boleyn girl got me hard, so I had to relieve myself. It’s nature. Every mammal does it.
“Fucking do that outside, bro,” he demanded, throwing a shoe at me and hitting me in the jaw, but it wasn’t enough to deter me. My hand kept rubbing my cock under my sweatpants as my mind fixated on the Boleyn girl, who was rubbing one out. Dirty girl. I wonder what her daddy would think of her doing that to his enemy’s son.
Lev wandered in behind him, took one look at me, and groaned, “Bro, get a fucking room.”
“Boleyn girl’s got class, bro,” I yelled back as he disappeared from view, probably headed to the kitchen. “And you’re just jealous of my size.”
“The fuck,” Lev’s voice echoed from wherever he was going as the pressure built, urging me to rub harder.
I was out on the field, minding my own business. Actually, I was there because her dorm was nearby, and I wanted to see her. But I saw the boys on the field and joined them for a joint. When I looked up at her window, she was standing there with her hand down her pants.
She did that for me, I was sure of it. She wanted her enemy to see her jerking off, lady style, to tempt me up there. It was all for me, I know. A dick tease to weaken a strong man.
So, I was a little surprised when she acted cold when I knocked on her door, but that’s the Boleyn chick’s vibe – a volatile mix of ice and battery acid.
The pressure increased as I recalled her sweet scent, locked in my memory, and I jerked into my hand at the thought of her beautiful face, twisted in anger at me. Damn, those lips around my cock would feel incredible right now. Maybe I could make that happen later.
I tucked myself away, then headed to the downstairs bathroom to wash the cum off my hands. I couldn’t get her out of my mind until I thought of my father in prison because of her daddy, and my mood shifted as it always did after I creamed.
“Ez,” Sickle shouted from somewhere.
“What?” I yelled back, stepping out of the downstairs bathroom and back into the corridor.
“Finished fucking around?” he came back out from the kitchen wearing that usual scowl, reminding me of my father.
“Yeah,” I snipped at him. “Done and dusted.”
“Then fuck off down in the cellar and grab us another keg, bro. Jeezus, make yourself useful,” he flicked his hand at me.
“Sure, no prob. Lev!” I bellowed because he was somewhere in the frat house, but I wasn’t sure where, and I couldn’t be bothered walking around looking for him.
“What?” Lev grunted from the kitchen.
“Help me get a keg, bro?” I leaned against the frame of the door and poked my head into the kitchen to find Lev biting into a giant sandwich with turkey and tomato, belching out the sides as he sank his teeth into it.
