I can’t leave my room now for fear that he will be out there waiting for me, but that’s ridiculous. He may have hunger in his eyes when he looks at me, but he’s a god!
He could have anyone he wanted; he’d soon get bored with my games and move on.
At least then nobody would get hurt, my friendship with Kate would stay intact and the fantasy could live in my head where it belonged.
My phone rings, and I’m quickly thinking: Saved by the bell.
“Hey Brook.”
“Hey stranger.”
“Look, I’m sorry I haven’t been back. I hope you haven’t been too bored without me.”
“Oh no, it’s been—relaxing.”
“Oh great, I will be back tonight, so we can do something fun over the weekend before I go back home.”Dread instantly fills me.
She’d be going home, and I’d be left here with her dad. How would I avoid him then? It had been easier when I knew she’d be coming back but had been stuck here alone with him.
I didn’t have a prayer.
“That sounds great.”I try to sound optimistic about her arrival, but all I can think about is her departure.
She doesn’t stay on the phone long; after all, she’s given me her good news and there is nothing much left to say.
I need to calm down. Slipping into my two-piece crimson bathing suit, I grab a towel, slowly open the door, and head looking down the hallway.
All clear.
I usher out a breath of relief as I sneakily head down the stairs, quickly making my way towards Dean’s office, his door slightly ajar.
Peeking my head inside, I find it’s empty.
I mean honestly, why would he design his house this way, having to go past his office just to get to the pool? But he doesn’t seem to be anywhere in sight, so it seems safe to carry on with my ninja act.
My body is instantly pushed up against the wall, my arms restrained above my head, and the towel I’d been holding falls at my feet. Staring into his eyes, I almost forget to breathe. “Dean.” I manage to breathe.
“Ah, so she does know my name,” his head comes closer, and his dark musky scent attacks my nostrils, his strong hand travels slowly down my body resting at my hip, his touch burns through my skin, and a slight gasp escapes my lips, “god, I fucking want you.” He growls in my ear.
I’m about to tell him it’s gone far enough, I’m about to get up the courage to move away from his touch, his words have caused wetness to crawl between my legs.
Just as I open my mouth to reject this delicious specimen, his mouth comes down hard on mine, the way his lips move across mine has tremors crawling through my body, his hot tongue pierces mine and I melt against his hard body allowing the gasps of excitement to fall into his mouth.
“Be mine.” He whispers into my mouth. I want to say yes, but I’m terrified of what that entails.
I’m terrified that once I let him in, he will ruin me after all, he’s already specified that he’s not looking for a relationship and I’m sure a fling with him would be exciting but I can’t bring myself to say it. “Be mine.” He growls once more, my eyes searching his.
“Dean.” I gasp.
He shakes his head. “I fucking want you, Brooklyn, but I need you to agree to be mine.”
His hands move slowly down my hips, his fingers playing with the string holding my bikini bottoms in place. One snag and I’m exposed. “Dean.” I cry out at the sudden cold whip of air that whips at my bare pussy.
“Be mine,” he growls once more.
His fingers move delicately across my lips. The squelch of my wetness and the heavy breathing is the only thing that can be heard. His fingers shoot inside my soaking hole, gripping onto his shoulder, and I cry out.
His fingers expertly move deep inside of me, and the crawling pleasure rises up my body, held in place against the wall. “Oh, fuck it.” He cries out. I’m not sure what he’s cursing at until I hear the zipper fall down. Raising my leg high, I feel my body being pushed further into the wall. The slight twinge in my groin pinches at being stretched so wide.
