Page 1 of Dare To Take

Chapter 1

Eli

“The rumors going around school are insane. Why the fuck did you leave that cell phone in your locker?”

I roll onto my back and stare at the ceiling, the phone against my ear as Kellan reports on how the first week back at school went.

“I didn’t. It wasn’t my cell they found. It was hers. Someone must have put it in my locker.” I can’t say her name, can barely even think it without flinching.

“Hers?”

“Yeah. Guess she left it in her room. Someone must have found it and looked through everything.”

The only positive thing is no one has recognized the guy who is getting his dick sucked on the video. Silver lining? For me, maybe. Not for her. She is completely recognizable. On her knees, those plump lips wrapped around my dick, cheeks hollowing out with every long, wet suck.

I groan.

Stop fucking thinking about it.

“Has she come back?” Kellan’s question disrupts my thoughts.

I sigh. “No. To her credit, Elena is losing her mind. Dad has hired a PI to try and find her. It’s all my fault, of course.” My voice is light, but it is my fault. I drove her to this.

A few short months ago, I would have celebrated the fact that she’s now known as a slut, a whore, and a cock-sucker. All my plans to destroy her have come to fruition.

Except, those plans went out of the window the day I tasted her sweetness for the first time.

Then the games I was playing became something else. A desire to fulfill the fantasies she’d written about. To see her smile. To make her come. And that turned into an obsession, a desperate need to hear my name on her lips and not the character I was playing.

The sound of her voice moaning my name while she comes haunts my dreams, alongside the guilt of what I’ve caused. I throw a hand over my face in an attempt to block out the images of her writhing beneath me, clutching at me as she screams how much she hates me while she milks my dick for everything it holds.

“Are you listening to me?” Kellan’s voice is sharp.

“No, not really,” I admit.

“Do you think they’ll let you come back? Everyone is saying you’re gone for good.”

“I don’t know. Dad is on to the principal daily. He’s donated a lot of money to Churchill Bradley, so that might sway them in my favor, but he’s talking about military school as a secondary option.” And even though I’m eighteen and can legally tell him to fuck off, I quite like living at home, so if he does decide to go that route, I’ll comply with the decision.

“Eli? Come down here.” The man himself calls from outside my bedroom door.

I blow out a breath. “I gotta go. Dad is shouting. He’s decided that now is a great time to become a disciplinarian.”

Kellan chuckles. “Well, you did fuck his stepdaughter.”

“He doesn’t know that.” Thank fuck. “Keep me in the loop. I’ll text you later.” I cut the call and roll off the bed.

My dad is standing in the hallway when I pull the door open. His eyes scan over me, and he shakes his head.

“I blame myself for this. I should have never let you run wild for so long.”

I rub the back of my neck.

“Do we have to go through this again?”

We’ve had the same conversation every day for the past two weeks. Going back and forth, achieving nothing.

“I’m trying to understand, Eli. I am. What possessed you to do it?”

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