The fuck she is.I'm not letting her forget me. I'm certainly not allowing her to move on from me. She belongs to me, and I know I fucked up, but we can work it out. Once I have her back, I'll never take her for granted again or cheat on her. If I have to drug or murder every guy in this place tonight, then I will. No one is taking Cordelie home tonight unless it's me. The Slys and Tylers of the world will just have to learn painfully that I don't share my sweet baby girl.
She steps away from her group and heads toward the hallway where I know the bathroom is located, and I decide to follow her slowly, chatting up other people to avoid attracting attention. I glance at Josslyn, checking where she is, but she's now busydancing with her friends.Perfect.I keep moving toward the bathroom, and don't see anyone else but a guy waiting in the hallway. "Hey, man, there's another bathroom upstairs." I give him my most charming smile. I need this fucker to disappear right now so I can have an uninterrupted moment with my girl.
"Thanks, man." He brushes his knuckles against mine, disappears back down the hallway, and finally, I'm alone. I take a deep breath, trying to center myself and go over all the reasons why what I'm about to do is a bad idea, but I can't make myself move away.
The door opens, and I instantly push Cordelie back into the bathroom, my hand rising to her face and over her lips to silence her protests. I flip us around and use our bodies to push the door closed, and force her to lean against it as I press into her. She gasps behind my palm, her blue-gray eyes widening dramatically with surprise, that quickly turns to fear, and then rage. "Fuck, you're so beautiful when you look at me like that, sweet baby girl."
She tries to shove me away, but it's hard with her slight frame, and the fact that I have more than six inches and close to eighty pounds on her. My other hand grabs her waist, my fingers running up and down her side as I shove one of my knees between her legs, and press it into her core. I lean forward, sliding my nose against the side of her head and whisper, "Did you wear this sexy dress for me, Cordelie? Did you want to get my attention, 'cause, baby, mission fucking accomplished. I haven't been able to keep my eyes away from you all night."
My hand slips lower to grab her ass as she strikes her hands against my chest and arms, trying her best to push me away from her. She's practically screaming into my palm, and I can't have that. I need to have this moment with her without someone coming to interrupt us, and rescue her from the big bad wolf that's desperate to eat her.
I pull my hand away and instantly slam my lips down on hers mid-scream, and I grab both of her wrists and raise them above her head, so that she has to stretch her body against mine. My tongue slides into her mouth, and I taste the fruity drinks she's been having tonight, and her sweet, natural taste underneath that's all her. At first, she tries to bite me, but soon enough her tongue is lashing against mine, and she's moaning into my mouth as I move my thigh back and forth against her core in the way I know she likes. She sucks on my tongue, and it almost makes me see stars. My cock is so hard behind the zipper of my jeans that it's threatening to destroy it.
My hand slides underneath her dress, and I groan hoarsely into her mouth when I feel her bare asscheek. Fuck, I've missed all the pretty thongs she used to wear when I was with her. I grip her ripe, round asscheek and squeeze, and she whimpers into my mouth. This is so good, but I need more. I need to feel her warmth, to have her explode on my fingers or on my cock. I've missed her so much, and every cell in my body craves hers. My fingers continue their exploration until I meet the fabric of her panties, and I growl when I feel how damp it already is. I slip one of my fingers below the crotch of her panties, and she instantly stills against me, before resuming her attempts to release herself. She bites down hard on my tongue, and I yank my face away from her, staring into her fiery eyes.
"That's not nice, sweet baby girl," I moan as I taste copper in my mouth. My finger caresses her wet pussy lips, before slipping between them and rubbing against her entrance, while my thumb rubs against her clit over the fabric.
Her breathing is harsh as her eyes narrow on mine with rage, and her nose flares with indignation. "I'm not nice, Noah. Someone killed all theniceright out of me." She tries to snap her teeth at me, but I dart my head away with a chuckle. "Release me!"
I ignore her request as I slip one of my digits inside of her, and she squeaks like a little mouse, and the back of her head bangs against the door behind her. "You've missed me, Cordelie, your pretty pussy never could lie to me."
"Stop! You can't do this, Noah!" She squirms against my digit, pushing it deeper inside of her as I begin to thrust it slowly, feeling her walls strangling it. "Please don't do this," she begs, but I'm unconvinced she doesn't want this between us. I slip a second finger inside of her and quicken my pressure on her little nub, and she widens her legs for me. "Oh my God!" She moans as she closes her eyes, and her mouth hangs open.
"Baby, the only god you have is me, and you've stopped praying at my altar. It's left me so lonely and needy. Needy for you and your perfect cunt." I lick a line from her cheek to her eye, relishing the feel of her skin against my lips. I feel her breath quickening, and I know she's getting closer and closer to her release. It makes me joyful to see how she still responds to my touch.
"Please!" She bites down on her bottom lip as she grinds against my fingers, her hips undulating against the door. A grin crosses my lips at her reaction. I'm not even sure she knows she's begging me to make her come. Her chest is heaving as her head moves restlessly against the door, and I release my hold on her wrists and grip her neck, my fingers dying to squeeze and choke her, but I restrain myself and just tighten them enough that she opens her eyes, and stares into mine with desperation and lust.
"There you are, sweet baby girl. I want to make sure you know exactly who's making you come like a little slut in this washroom. Your pussy will always belong to me. It knows exactly who its master is." I lean forward and touch my lips against hers, breathing in her scent filled with wildflowers. "That's it, pretty girl, come on my fingers." I thrust harder and deeper until my knuckles are meeting her hot, damp flesh. Shepulls away from my kiss and leans forward, burying her teeth in my chest as her body tenses and her core clenches down on my fingers like a vice. Her wetness slides down my digits to my palm, and it feels like victory, better than winning any championship game or even the damn lottery. The mixture of pain, and her coming on my digits, has me close to exploding in my pants, but I would much rather be inside of her when that happens.
She slumps against me as I wring the last of her orgasm from her. She watches from the corner of her eye as I bring my two fingers to my mouth and suck them clean, devouring her taste and moaning with pleasure. Fuck, I wish I were getting it straight from the source, but the chances of her allowing that to happen tonight are zero, and I don't want to push her too hard. "You taste like the sweetest dessert. I could eat you nonstop and never get sick of you."
A look of hurt crosses her features before she once again shoves against me, and her other hand rises and slaps me hard across my face. "You sick motherfucker! How could you say that to me! You did get fucking sick of me, you cheated on me, you betrayed me! I was never enough for you!" She goes to slap me again, and I almost let it happen, but at the last second, I grab her wrist and hold it tightly in my grip. Her face is flushed with a mixture of her post-orgasm glow and pure rage. I can see the tears already forming in the corners of her eyes, and that breaks my heart, because I know she's fucking right.
"It was never about being sick of you or not wanting you, Cordelie. It was always about wanting you too much and knowing I'm not worthy of you, sweet baby girl." I release my grip completely from her and take a step away, dragging my hands through my hair. "I loved you then, Cordelie, more than I've ever loved anyone in my life. That was always the fuckingproblem between us. I never wanted to taint your sunshine and diminish your light with my darkness."
"You didn't just taint it, Noah, you obliterated it. You left me shattered with no way to fix myself. Everything that you supposedly loved about me is gone now. I'm no longer that same girl, and you can thank yourself and that skank for causing that." She takes a step forward and shoves at me with both hands, and I stumble backward. "You ruined me."Shove."I loved you, and you betrayed me!"Shove."I'll never trust anyone ever again because of you!"Shove."You were the worst thing that ever happened to me, Noah Tisdale, and I wish I had never met you!" She shoves me again, but there's nowhere left to go, and I slam into the glass wall of the shower. Each of her words is like a stab wound, causing me to bleed out. Surely she can see all of my blood coating her hands. Every part of me is aching with her sharp words.
I attempt to defend myself, but she slams her palm against my mouth, causing my teeth to slice my lip. "No, you don't get to speak and spill more of your lies. I want you to hear me clearly when I tell you that I hate you, Noah. I want you to understand that I wish I could forget our time together, the good and the bad." The fingers of her other hand wrap around my throat, and her sharp, black nails dig into the soft flesh, causing me to hiss from the pain. "You are nothing but a horrible nightmare for me, but I do have to thank you for one thing. You see, without you, I wouldn't have had to burn that naïve girl to the ground and rebuild myself. That's what I'm doing, Noah, and you have no place in my new world."
Every word leaving her lips is more painful than the next. Could she really mean what she's saying? I stare into her eyes and see the cruel, dark truth clearly there for me to read, and that devastates me. My legs feel like they're about to give out on me, and I can barely take a breath. She pulls her hands awayfrom my mouth and throat, and wipes them against her dress, as if the feel of me on her skin repulses her. She turns away and heads back to the bathroom door, opening it wide, and looking over her shoulder at me. "Stay away from me, Noah, or I'll kill you and smile in my mugshot."
She walks out the door and slams it behind her, and my legs finally give out as I slide down to the floor, trying to get enough oxygen so I don't pass out. I keep replaying her words in my head, and my body trembles as I realize that she means them. She truly despises me, not just despises, she hates me and wishes she had never met me. Fuck, what do I do now? I can't fucking lose her.
It's too late, she's already gone, and now you'll be all alone like you deserve.
CHAPTER 12
CORDELIE
Irace back into the party, my heart threatening to explode out of my chest. I can feel the tears ready to escape as I scan the room for Faye. The cold sensation of something being dropped down the front of my dress and splashing onto my feet draws my attention. "Oops, so sorry!" Josslyn grins with malice at me, her red, plastic cup tipped toward me. My hands fist at my sides as I catch some of her cheer friends behind her, laughing, and snapping pictures.What. A. Cunt.
"What the hell is the matter with you?" I growl and try to regain my composure, but it's useless between what just occurred in the washroom with Noah, and now this bullshit. Why is this all happening to me? Why can't both of them just leave me alone?You know why, it's because you're weak and pathetic. They smell blood in that water and, like sharks, they're ready to feast.
"You going to burst into tears, Cordie? You know, thepoor mesympathy act is getting old." She takes a step closer, and I force myself to hold my ground, even though everything within me wants to run away and hide. How could this woman ever have been my best friend? She leans forward as if she's tellingme something conspiratorially, and it makes my stomach twist. "You know, Noah was just telling me before we arrived here tonight, after he filled my pussy with his cum, how happy he is that he's not with you anymore. How he was so sick of your whiny bullshit, and having to tiptoe around your dramatic emotions. He mentioned how boring you are in bed and that he had to force himself to fuck you." She drops the cup at my feet and meets my glare. "How does it feel to know he wanted me more, Cordie? That he enjoys being in my bed every night?" Her lips widen into a broad smile, that's all teeth and rage, and I see the satisfaction on her face that hurting me is giving her.She was never your friend. She was always waiting to shove the blade in your back, and you, like the naïve twat you are, handed her the knife.
It's on the tip of my tongue to tell her that her boyfriend, who adores and wants her so much, just had his fingers up my pussy, giving me an orgasm, and his tongue in my mouth, but I'm nothing like Josslyn and Noah. I don't want to hurt them or anyone else, despite these sick games he's playing with me, and how she's attempting to break me. I try to move around her, but she grabs onto my wrist and digs her nails in, and I flinch before I can stop myself. "Stay away from my boyfriend, you pathetic skank, or I'll make your life even more miserable."
A snort exits me as I rip my arm from her grasp, and I feel my blood pressure rising until it feels like my heart will explode, and my eye begins to twitch. "You should have taken your own advice, Joss. I'm not the one who steals other people's boyfriends and wrecks relationships. That honor is all yours." I slam my heeled foot down on hers, and she screeches, but before she can pull away, I grab onto the front of her shirt and drag her close, hearing the sound of material tearing in my grasp. "If you ever threaten me again, or even so much as approach me, I'm going to beat you at your own games, Josslyn. We both knowthat if I give him the opportunity, he'll slither back to me like the venomous snake he is. You wouldn't be here threatening me and acting the jealous, insecure fool if that wasn't the case." I release her, and she goes stumbling backward into her friends.
