Page 23 of Something New

She is crying again, thick streams of salty tears running down her cheeks. My cock is getting harder by the second. Pressed right up against her pussy. The dress hitched up over her hips in the struggle.

This is not what I want.

But fuck me - this isexactlywhat I want.

She can feel me against her, and she takes in a sharp breath. She bites her lower lip so hard I am sure it is going to bleed.

“Stop, calm down. Please. I will not do anything to you.” I snark against her cheek.

“You are hurting me.” She whimpers, trying to wiggle her wrists free.

“I will let you go if you promise to stop screaming.”

She lies dead still for a moment and my body is raging. Every cell in my is telling me to do it. To take her. To take what I have waited so long for.

But it’s not the way I planned for this to go.

Finally, she takes a soft breath. “I promise.” She whispers.

“You promise not to scream?”

“I promise.” She says again, her voice hoarse with tears.

I release her wrists, lifting myself up, resting on my arms which are pressed into the bed on either side of her head. I stare at her for a moment.

The most perfect, most beautiful creature in the world.

Then I clench my jaw and push off her.

“I came here to talk.” I say with frustration. “I thought you would be happy to see me.”

The disappoint in my voice is not hidden.

When I turn around to look at her, she is leaning over to grab her hoodie from the floor next to the bed. For a moment her ass in the air, facing me.

Then she comes back up and throws it over her head.

I run my fingers through my hair.

Then I pull my mouth tight, look up at the ceiling and take a slow deep breath.

It was a shock. That’s all.

She will remember everything when she calms down. And then this will go according to plan.

CHAPTER TEN

Nerissa

He has me pinned to the bed and my heart is racing so fast I can’t breathe. His cock is pressed up against my pussy and I can feel how hard he is. The darkness in his eyes tells me I am in danger and the worst part of it - the worst part of it - is that my body wants him.

My pussy throbbing with desire, my body wanting to thrust up against him.

But the tears are falling down my cheeks because I am terrified. I don’t know what he plans to do with me. I don’t know how dangerous he is - or worse - Iknow how dangerous he is.

When he gets off me, making me promise not to scream, I’m shaking.

“I came here to talk.” He says. “I thought you would be happy to see me.”

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