Total pages in book: 102
Estimated words: 100476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 100476 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 502(@200wpm)___ 402(@250wpm)___ 335(@300wpm)
“I’m not daydreaming.”
“You probably have your hand in your panties diddling your Skittle while thinking of him.”
I laugh. “Don’t be a freak.”
“I mean, I’m not into chicks, but I wouldn’t say no to watching.” He waggles his black eyebrows at me. “Wanna show me what all the fuss is about?”
“Then you’ll really need therapy,” I say, grinning. “Remember? You hate sweaty vaginas.”
He shudders. “I was just trying to make you feel better, but you’re right. Keep your kitty cat in her cage.”
Loden goes back to playing a song, this one more upbeat. My mind drifts to this afternoon. How I had my hand on Cal’s dick. A text comes through.
Unknown Number: Meet me outside.
“Oh God. He seriously is not here right now,” I grumble.
“Hot teacher?”
“Yeah,” I mumble. “I guess he must have gotten my number from Hollis. I’ll call you tomorrow. Be good, Lo.”
He grins. “I’d say the same for you, but I’d prefer you be very bad with Cal so we have something interesting to talk about later.”
I flip him off. “Bye.”
“Bye, baby.”
We hang up and I don’t bother throwing jeans on. I’m wearing cotton shorts and a sweatshirt, but it’s still warm outside being that it’s August. I toss my phone on the bed before sliding on flip-flops and sneaking down the stairs.
I unlock the door, push it open, and close it behind me, scanning the driveway, looking for Cal’s obnoxious truck.
“Cal?” I whisper into the darkness. “What do you want?”
Someone approaches from the side of the porch, swiftly and angrily, but stops just inches from me.
“Cal? Why the fuck would Cal be here?”
I freeze, terror sending ice shooting down my spine. “Ryan?”
He reaches a hand up and I flinch, not at all interested in the pain he’ll inflict. Another step forward and the moon reveals his face. His frown indicates he doesn’t understand why I’d pull away from him.
“You need to leave,” I state, trying and failing to keep my voice steady.
“I’m not leaving, babe.”
“I’m not your babe anymore,” I remind him. “Leave.”
“Charlotte—”
“Leave or I will scream,” I threaten, tears already forming in my eyes.
He pounces, his palm landing on my mouth, and he shoves me against the front door. My head bounces off the wood, dizzying me. His hips pin me, his arousal evident in the way it stabs me. One of his strong hands grips my throat.
I whimper, hating how weak I sound. I squirm to no avail. Ryan has always been stronger than me. Meaner. My hands grab at his wrist, trying to pull him from my neck.
“Stop fucking moving,” he seethes. “I just want to talk and you’re making this difficult. Calm the fuck down and I’ll let go.”
My body goes slack instantly, praying he’ll be good on his word. Hot tears flood down my cheeks, soaking his hand that still covers my mouth.
“I drove two hours to come see you.” He inhales my hair. “And the first thing that comes out of your mouth is another guy’s name?” His grip on my neck relaxes, allowing my breathing to not be so labored. He squeezes my breast and then slides his hand into my shorts. “This is still mine.”
I sob when he enters me roughly with one finger.
“There,” he croons. “I missed this pussy. There aren’t any girls at OSU like you, Char. You’re special. That’s why we have to make this work. I won’t be in Corvallis forever.”
It hurts as he jabs at my insides. I claw at his arm, trying to pull him off me.
“You know I prefer it when you’re compliant. Do you need something to calm down? Stay really still.” He pulls his finger out of my body and then sucks on it before diving his hand into his pocket. The moment I see the pill, I panic.
He releases my mouth and I start to yell. His fingers that smell like me cram the pill into my mouth. I try to bite him, gagging on the acrid taste. He curses, forcing his hand back over my mouth. The pill burns on my tongue, but I refuse to swallow it. I know what he can do to me once that pill takes over my senses and I can’t let him do this to me again.
We struggle and he starts to yank down my shorts. They fall at my ankles, leaving me bare and vulnerable. I scream against his hand, but it’s too muffled. He starts yanking at his pants, pulling his dick out. It rubs against me, sending terror lighting me up from the inside out. I’m close to swallowing the pill so I don’t have to endure this.
And then it happens.
Light.
Pain.
My spine explodes as I land on my back, Ryan crashing against me. It takes me a second to realize the front door has opened and we’ve fallen inside. Ryan goes completely still above me.