“And cause a scene? I’m calling your bluff.”
He drops to his knees. I grip the edge of the sink, holding my breath for what’s to come next. His eyes bore into mine as he tugs my jeans and panties to my ankles.
“No begging me to stop this time?”
“Where has that ever gotten me?” I whisper.
“Nowhere, but I love it when you beg.”
He uses his thumbs to spread my labia and languidly licks my slit, tearing a husky moan from my throat. Then the tip of his warm tongue traces the hood of my clit before latching on to the engorged bud and drawing it into the recesses of his mouth.
I bite my knuckles to smother my passionate cries.
His sharp fingernails dig into my hips and he goes wild between my legs, transcending my entire being.
My eyes roll to the back of my head and my knees buckle. I would’ve plummeted to the glossy ceramic tile if my ass weren’t pinned to the sink. With lightning speed, Maverick wraps my curly strands around his hand and smashes the side of my face against the wall.
I place my palms flat on the cool surface for purchase. He hurriedly frees his dick and molds his muscular chest to my back, then drives into my pulsating heat. We groan, reveling in the exquisiteness of losing ourselves in each other. My gaze clashes with my own through the mirror and a stranger stares back at me. I don’t recognize myself.
That’s not me… it can’t be. I see a girl on the cusp of womanhood letting go… giving up control and allowing herself to be dominated, though in doing so she betrays herself. How did it come to this? With Maverick, my inhibitions are nonexistent, and reality becomes fragmented. He begins fucking me in long measured strokes and it’s the sweetest torture.
“You enjoy raping me?”
“Absolutely. It’s my favorite thing to do.” He kisses my nape. “I’m going to rape you again, and again, and again.”
I shudder, stunned by his vulgar admission. My worst nightmare gives me the greatest pleasure.
“And each time, I’m going to come deep inside your pussy,” he rasps.
Abruptly, his pace changes and he rams into my body unrestrained. The sheer brutality overwhelms me. I babble incoherently, spiraling towards oblivion. My eyes catch on his reflection and I’m shocked by the vulnerability marring his handsome features.
His cheek rests on the crown of my head and his eyes are squeezed shut, granting me the freedom to thoroughly examine him. It’s the first time I’ve ever seen him unguarded—eyebrows furrowed, mouth sightly agape, and nose flaring.
I did this to him. A sense of empowerment washes over me, and my dignity is restored. Suddenly, his eyes pop open.
“Don’t you fucking look at me,” he growls and clicks the light off.
Maverick thrusts into me so hard my feet leave the floor. I’m surprised the noise hasn’t drawn the attention of anyone. An explosion rips through my core, dissolving my body into a million pieces. Maverick grunts, attaining release moments later. Neither of us moves. Surviving Maverick until graduation is going to be a lot more difficult than I initially assumed.
“Yeah, baby!” Dee shouts when the last bowling pin falls over after teetering for a couple seconds. “That’s what I’m talking about!”
You’d think he just won a million bucks.
“Lucky shot,” Nix says.
“That’s my fourth strike in a row!” Dee exclaims. “You’re just pissed I’m winning.”
“Hardly,” Nix scoffs. “And anyway, I won the last three games.”
“So what, we’ll be even after I win this round.”
I didn’t win any, but I don’t give two shits.
Their competitive nature is fucking annoying sometimes. Especially now since my patience is wearing thin and I’m ready to go. I only agreed to come so they would stop hounding me—persistent bastards. According to them, I’ve become more volatile and need to do other things to wind down besides fighting at the warehouse.
Hence this impromptu trip to the bowling alley in Charleston. But I opted to sit this round out and let them have at it.
I can’t deny the truth behind their claims. I’m a certifiable mess. My emotions are in shambles and I lay the blame solely at one person’s feet.Cocoa.That girl has the power to fucking wreck me. I felt it in the bathroom at Nix’s house and it scared me shitless. After that day, I shut her out again, pretending she doesn’t exist. It’s been a week, and I’m going crazy with wanting her. My self-imposed detox is taking a toll on me.
