But if this is what she wants, who am I to deny her?
So I let the shirt fall from my arms to the floor. Nimble fingers loosen the belt at my waist before sliding my pants down my legs. I slip off my shoes but leave my black socks on, no way I’m touching this nasty floor. No way she is either, when she’s ready, I’ll hold her up between my chest and the wall so she doesn’t have to get dirty.
Shit,I don’t think I have a condom. I guess she’ll get alittledirty, after all.
Last but not least, I slip my boxers down my legs then rise to stand fully bared before her, vulnerable and faking confidence. Something about being naked in front of her makes me feel like I might not be enough. I crave her acceptance.
I get just that when her eyes fix on my cock and her lips part in surprise. I guess I’m impressive enough.
With that little boost of confidence, I step forward to meet her nose to nose, breath to breath. I plant my hands on the curve of her dress where it flares at her hips and breathe her in again, marking her scent in my mind so I never forget. I never want to forget the feel of her tight body in my grasp, or the way she’s looking at me with so much anticipation.
“Jason,” she sighs breathily. I can feel her heartbeat since her chest is molded to mine. Is she excited? Nervous? Flustered? Maybe all of it.
I’m trying so hard to keep my eyes locked on hers, as close as we are, and not let them wander south to her breasts that lift with every shallow breath she takes.
But I’m breathing just as hard. I’m a little nervous since I haven’t done this before, but I have this distinct feeling that when I’m inside her, it will all come to me, that I’ll know what she needs on pure instinct.
Bang.
Before I get the chance to find out if that’s true, the door is thrown open and hands are on me before I can react. One person puts me in a choke hold while two others grab my arms and lock me in their will. I’m dragged off of Mara watching her sorrow filled eyes as they follow me out the door.
I don’t have to guess who has me, I’m not surprised they planned something to humiliate me, but I am gutted that Mara would do something so cruel.
This isn’t just poking fun or belittling me. This is evil, public humiliation, harassment. This is so far beneath her.
Or at least I thought it was.
Goes to show you that people are capable of savage things. Some people excel at fooling the world as much as themselves.
I guess she is as shallow as she seems.
Bryce and his thugs drag me back into the main event space hollering all the while.
“Look what we caught,” Bryce announces to the gathered students on the dance floor. “A mute fish caught with his pants down.”
“Looks more like an eel to me,” someone shouts from the crowd, earning laughter.
The two holding my arms back release me and Bryce shoves me from behind so my side lands on the wood paneled dance floor.
Where the fuck are the chaperones?
The laughter rings in my ears, it’s barbaric and cruel. It’s the sound of people who don’t care what sort of humiliation they’ve faced in their lives. As long as it’s not happening to them, it’s hilarious. I’m the butt of their joke, I’m their source of amusement. I’m the joker. The clown. The fool who meets pain and embarrassment as a source of entertainment for the masses.
I’m nothing to them. Maybe one day that won’t matter. But today, it hurts.
I scramble to my feet and back away from the crowd before turning to face my tormentors. Bryce is bent over laughing with his friends at my expense.
Then Mara runs into the room carrying my clothes. The fucking bitch has the gall to look ashamed.Yeah right, if she was really ashamed, she wouldn’t have participated in the game.
I storm past her pathetic boyfriend who will never be bigger than he is now and snatch my clothes out of her hands.
“Jason,” she says timidly. I don’t think she has anything else to follow it up. I stare at her for a second, imprinting the pitiful expression on her face in my mind.
I don’t need to speak to convey my message. I just stare at her with all my fury until her parted lips close and she sucks them between her teeth.
Fuck you.
Chapter Eleven
