The more I uncovered about her, the more I needed to know. My hunger to know Bliss became insatiable.
I tell myself I’m just fulfilling my desire to be close to her. It isn’t stalking. It’s love.
I know I’m the only one who can keep her safe from all the things she doesn’t even realize are dangerous.
From the viewers.
From the comments.
From herself.
And one day… one day soon, she’ll know who I am.
RavenSin
It’s as if she’s performing for me. She’s been my obsession since I first saw her. She doesn’t know it yet. But I’d do anything to be with her. To make her mine.
I know everything there is to know about Bliss. Her name. Where she lives and works. Her class schedule and that she has a boyfriend.
Bliss doesn’t know the lengths I’ll go to make her mine. She’s a drug, and I’m the addict that wants to overdose on her. I close my eyes, imagining how her pussy tastes. How she looks when she truly comes, not from a toy but from me. Will she still make those soft moans or will they be louder?
I’ve been patient. But it’s run its course, and it’s time to take action. To make her mine. Truly and completely.
Chapter 11
Felicity
Mylegbouncesanxiouslyas I wait for Roxy to arrive. It didn’t cross my mind until she messaged me last night wanting to confirm where we’re meeting that we hadn’t picked a spot. Initially, I wasn’t sure where to meet, then it hit me. I wanted somewhere familiar that allowed me the opportunity to leave if my anxiety skyrocketed. There was only one place that fit that bill, Behind the Lens. Thankfully, when I checked the site, my room was available, and I quickly reserved it.
Now I’m here, wishing that I had just said no to the calendar. I’m sure Lorna would’ve understood. Hell, maybe I still can find some way out of this.
Standing up, I pick up my bag, crossing the room to the door. Once I get to my car, I’ll message Roxy and let her know that I’ve changed my mind. I’ll even hint to Lorna that she should replace me. My fingers grasp the cold metal of the handle, and I let out a sigh of relief. But it’s just a little too soon. As I pull open the door, I’m greeted by Roxy's face, her bright smile beaming at me.
“Were you going to ditch me?” she asks, popping her hip to the side, her face dropping as if her favorite cat died.
“Ahh, no… thought I heard someone knock,” stumbles from my mouth and I mentally cross my fingers that she believes the lie.
She crosses her arms over her chest, shaking her head as her eyes lower, landing on the bag clutched in my hands. “Are you sure about that, Bliss?”
“Felicity,” I tell her, not sure why I want her to know my real name. “Okay. Fine, I was leaving. You caught me red-handed.”
Roxy reaches out and takes the bag from my hand before gently moving me to the side as she pushes her way into the room. She heads straight for the bed and sits down on the edge, dropping my bag to the floor.
“That’s a nice name, Bliss. I’ll be sure to use it when we’re in public.” She pats the mattress beside her and I shut the door. “Now come sit down and let’s get to know each other.”
“I don’t think that’s necessary. I’ve been thinking about it a lot and I don’t think the calendar is something I truly want to do.” I hover there for a moment, hand still on the knob. Maybe Ishouldgo—but then I catch the softness in her voice, the way she’s not forcing me, just… inviting me. It’s disarming. My feet start to move as I talk, as if I’m running on autopilot, decreasing the distance between Roxy and myself until I’m right in front of her. “But I’m going to tell Lorna she should pick you,” I admit, forcing a smile on my face.
“No.” Her face is expressionless as her eyes stay locked on me.
“Excuse me?”
“You heard me. No. You’re not quitting just because you are scared. That’s a pussy way out and although you may have one, I don’t see you as being one.” She reaches out, grasping my hand and cradling it between both of hers, as she pulls me down to sit beside her. “We’re going to get to know each other and I’m goingto help you work through any issues. July’s going to be the most sought after month in the calendar.” She gives me a wink as the corner of her lip turns up into a seductive smirk.
“I don’t know.” I drop my gaze to the floor as I bite my lip. Two questions that are burning a hole in my brain… Can I trust this woman and can I really do it?
“Yes, you do. Just give it a try, Felicity.” She uses my real name and my gaze jumps up to meet hers, but I don’t see any contempt in them. There are no smug or catty vibes coming off her either, I realize as I pull my hand from hers. My movement catches Roxy off guard, and I swear I see a hint of rejection reflecting back in her eyes. “I promise I won't bite.”
The silence settles between us like dust, thick and unmoving. The room is still, not a sound except for the barely there hum of the building's heating unit. Neither of us look directly at each other. Rather, I don’t look at Roxy.
