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Once I’m a safe distance away, I pull out the burner cell.

Me: Keep yourself on the edge for twenty-four hours. If you are a good girl and don’t come, I’ll make you feel good tomorrow night. But only if you can remember what I asked you today. Green or red, Kitten?

I fire off the text and head back toward the dorm building.

Chapter 61

Arabella

The second I hear the phone buzz in my pocket, I remove the blindfold. A whine of confusion leaves my throat. My legs are shaking so bad I sink to the floor before I can collapse. I can still feel the tingly warmth that had spread through my pussy, but it’s no longer intense without his touch. I press my thighs together, trying to alleviate the needy throbbing in my core. My panties are drenched, and it’s as though his fingers are still inside me.

I slide my hand into my pocket, and I take out the phone.

Unknown number: Keep yourself on the edge for twenty-four hours. If you are a good girl and don’t come, I’ll make you feel good tomorrow night. But only if you can remember what I asked you today. Green or red, Kitten?

Free hand twitching with the need to finish what he started; it takes all my willpower not to touch myself.

If I’m good, he’ll finish what he started.

Everything inside tightens with a need I barely understand. Hands still shaking, I text him my answer.

Me: Yes, green. I want to come.

So bad it hurts.

Raising my head, I take in my surroundings. It’s gloomy, the walls made of stone. I don’t recognize it, but it can’t be far from the cemetery. I place my hand on the stone behind me and use it for support as I move to stand. Once I’m on my feet, I finally see what it is.

A coffin.

I step backward, and spin around, wildly searching for the exit. It takes me a second to spot the light filtering in through a gap. I dart toward it, hoping it’s the door. It swings open under my touch, and I lurch out into the cool fresh air. The gravestones loom around me, and when I turn, I discover that I’ve been inside a tomb … Churchill Bradley’s tomb!

I thought the place was locked. How did he get the key to open it?

I’m still shaken at how the touch of the guy’s fingers made my skin ignite with fire. Instead of making things better, it’s only made them worse. My breasts feel heavy and over-sensitive in my bra. The ache between my legs has lessened to a dull pulsing. I want to appease it but I can’t.

He’s watching me. He’ll figure out if I make myself come and then he won’t touch me tomorrow night like he promised. It’s just twenty-four hours. I can do this.

By the time I reach Miles’ room, I’m hot and bothered.

“Are you okay?” He opens his door to my knock. “You look a little flushed.”

“I went for a quick run while the rain stopped.”

“I got you a drink to go with your sandwich, and cake for afterward.”

“Thanks.”

I retake my place on the bed, and he hands me the packet of sandwiches. I don’t even look to see what it is as I unseal the packet.

“Comfortable? Ready to watch the rest of the movie?”

I nod while I chew.

He presses start, and the movie bursts back into life, but I’m barely aware of it as my thoughts turn inward. My darer wanted me to answer his question, but he’d asked me so many, and I’m not sure I responded to all of them. I need to remember them all. Panic creeps over me.

What if I forget one? What if I don’t remember?

He wanted to know what Miles had done five times.

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