To my surprise, Peter nods and reaches for his bedroom doorknob.
“Alright.You know where I am if you need anything,” he says as he steps into his room.
“Wait.Peter?”she calls.
He peeks his head back out into the hall.
“Yes, Pen?”
“You’re not mad I locked you out again?”she asks.
His expression softens.
“No, babe, I’m not mad.I’m just glad you came back out again so soon, even if it means that stupid jock will be sticking around,” he says with a jab of his finger in my direction.
Her soft smile fills me with jealousy and awe.
“Thanks, Peter.Also… maybe wear your headphones tonight,” she suggests.
I snap my eyes to hers, certain I misheard her, but despite her fatigue, wicked delight curls her lips.
She’s an evil little minx, but I won’t hold her to the promises lurking in her hazel orbs.By the exhaustion bracketing her eyes, she won’t last another five minutes on her feet.
I wrap an arm around her shoulders, but she grabs my wrist and tugs me behind her.
My heart skips several beats as she leads me over the threshold of her room and closes the door behind us without turning on the lights.For a moment, I stand in complete darkness, too afraid I’ll break something if I step in the wrong direction, but she moves in front of me and guides me backward with her hands on my chest.I follow her silent guidance and lean back against the door.
After a nervous breath, she flicks the light switch on the wall beside the door.
With an elaborate desk and computer area taking up almost half the room, she still organized the space so well the kitchen supplies, clothing, books, and other furniture don’t seem crowded.
On a second pass, I realize there is no bed.
A large bean bag and several pillows sit on a thick rug in the corner.My stomach tightens as I realize soundproofing panels cover the surrounding walls.
“Sorry, I—” she begins.
I pull her to me, plastering our fronts together, and kiss the top of her head.
“Don’t apologize, sweet pea.This is your sanctuary.Everything in here is meant to be for your comfort, not mine.I’m honored you invited me.”
She grabs my hips and presses her forehead against my solar plexus—she truly is tiny compared to me, a fact I’m always conscious of but much more aware of when we’re standing in front of each other—and sighs.
“They squished me between mats in the gym.”Horror grips me.I cup her shoulders in my massive hands as she lifts her head and continues.“I couldn’t breathe, but they just kept piling more and more mats on top of me.”The terror shining in her hazel irises guts me.“I could barely hear them laughing through all the layers.”Her shudder travels through us both.“I really thought I was going to die.”She pulls her lip ring into her mouth and inhales through her nose.“I could never sleep on a mattress again after that.”With a tilt of her head and a half-smile, she adds, “But also, a bean bag is more comfortable with all my piercings, especially new ones when they’re sore.”
I can’t breathe as fury, sadness, and arousal war within me.The reminder of her piercings fills me with visceral intrigue—I’ll never forget my surprise and delight as her labia rings joined the bombardment of sensations as she worked my cock into her tight, wet pussy—since I have yet to play with her nipples the way she played with mine, but the thought of her suffering all these years fills me with guilt and anger.
She swats my arm and tugs me toward the bathroom.
“That was one of the easier days,” she says.
My mouth dries as I realize she’s speaking of being squished between gym mats.She isn’t joking despite her flippant tone.
I stand with my heart in my throat as she positions me in front of the shower and closes the bathroom door.With the mirrors over the sink, along the wall, and the full-length one attached to the back of the door, her reflection offers me a full three-hundred-and-sixty-degree view of her body.
Time stands still as she unzips her hoodie, shrugs it off her shoulders, and reaches for the hem of her T-shirt.
All the oxygen leaves the room as she pulls the fabric over her head and tosses it onto the floor at her feet.
