"The police station is fifteen minutes away so if I have any issues, they'll be here in no time" I say. Her shoulders relax a bit as she sighs. "Fine, whatever. But you're coming with me to a charity ball next week. The church is raising money for new plumbing and renovations or some shit" Rose says.
"You go to church?" I scoff with a raised brow. "No, Coraline," she sighs in an annoyed tone. "I do not go to church. But I could worship the pastor's son all day any day" she says with a wink.
"It's a historical ball, you'll put on a floor length gown and do your hair real pretty, you know.. for the church" Rose laughs, and I can't help but cackle along with her. I love her. I love that she is a live wire and she is exactly who she wants to be, she is unapologetic and carefree. She's not afraid of anything and even though she gets comfortable with many, many guys, she has her heart guarded and always leaves them with them wanting to crawl right back to her.
They used to call her 'the enchantress' in high school.
I'm sure you can guess why.
"Ooohhh fancy, yeah. I'd like that." I say to her as I get up and kiss her head on my way to the fridge. I grab a few strawberries and pop them in my mouth and put some on a plate for her.
"Cora.. I want you to be careful, you know.. that guy you were dancing with at the club.. what was his name? Eden? Ezra?" She ponders. "Evan" I say in a flat tone as I try to hide my eyes from her.
"Yeah! Evan, everyone thought he died in the fire. But they found him mutilated in the woods behind Vixon." I still am. I turn to my best friend. "What?" I say in a whisper.
"Yeah.. the county officials found him pinned to the ground with his hands broken and his throat slashed. Brutal" I hear ringing in my ears, I start to see white specks prick my vision as I battle to chew the rest of my strawberries. A murderer has been in my bedroom and has been watching me sleep.
That night I hopped in the shower about 10pm. I turn on the water and stand under it and let the hot water run over my head and onto my face. I stand there for a minute just absorbing it until my brain and my body betray me as I think of the man in the motorcycle helmet outside of my window that night. He wants me. He's killed for me.
I think of what he would look like, would he have blonde hair, or auburn? Would his eyes be green or brown? What is his name and what does he want from me? I trail my hands over my breasts and feel that my nipples are unintentionally hard, I lean my head back against the tile in the shower and cup my breast while my other hand trails down my abdomen and to the sensitive bundle of nerves in between my legs. I start circling my clit with light pressure as I tug slightly on my nipple.
I let out a soft moan as I continue playing with myself, I keep my eyes closed as I bite my bottom lip and I start feeling my wetness coat my fingers. The water is rushing over my head and into my ears as I feel a pressure settle low in my stomach. I keep playing with my pussy and I feel myself starting to become undone. I open my eyes to see a pair of icy blue eyes.. almost crystal like, staring at me. Before I can even scream or run, hegrabs me and covers my mouth as my back is pressed towards him.
"Hi delicate flower" is all he says in a low, gritty voice. It's almost primal. I know immediately that I'm in deep, utter, shit.
Chapter Four
Coraline
My stomach sinks.
Blood rushes to my ears and my hands instinctively grip his that are covering my mouth.
"Shh-Shh-Shh" he coos as he grabs hold of my waist and pulls me closer into him. I whimper at the impact and he grabs my hand and pulls it toward him, spinning me around and pushing me against the wall. He brings my hand up to his mouth, and makes direct eye contact with me. His eyes are piercing against his olive skin and dark tattoos.
He takes my fingers into his mouth.. the ones I was using.. he wraps his lips around my fingers and lets out a primal groan that sends thunder bolts through my bones and has my skin tingling.
I try to pull my hand free of his grasp and he only tightens his hold, I wince at the slight pain. I bare my teeth at him and say "Get the fuck out of my house, you brain dead freak." He looks at my lips as he wets his, staring at me like I'm a piece of meat.
"No." He says simply and matter of factly. No? NO? Fine. I start thrashing against him and I start kicking and bucking likea wild animal, he grabs me by my scalp and pushes me towards the bed.
"That dirty mouth of yours is going to get you in trouble baby" he says as he pulls two heavy duty zip ties out from his pocket. As soon as I spot them I start to panic, I scream and before I know it, my hands are bound. He grabs my ankles and pulls me towards the edge of the bed, I let out a gasp as I collide with his thighs.
He holds both of my ankles in one hand as he looks at me and says "it's about time these legs open for me" as he starts spreading my legs. He looks down at my bare pussy and traces his middle finger up my slit before putting his finger in his mouth and tasting me once more.
"Fuck" he says in a soft exhaled voice. He brings his fingers back down and his mouth slightly parts and his brows knit together as if he's in pain as he slips his middle finger inside of me.
I stiffen and groan at the sudden intrusion.
"You're so fucking tight, Coraline" he says. I wiggle my wrists to try and free them but no matter how I angle them, the zip ties cut into my wrists. He puts his free hand on my stomach and slowly starts moving his finger in and out of me. I close my eyes and I try to send my mind elsewhere just as my body betrays me and I can feel myself getting wetter.
He lets out a deep hum that caresses my spine as he angles his palm upward while his middle finger remains inside of me. He starts circling my clit with his thumb and I fight to close my legs, only for him to push them wide open again. "Don't be a shy delicate flower, open up" He says in a low husky voice. He picks up speed and within a second I feel his mouth on my clit while he is fucking me with his fingers.
I lift my head up to look at him, I see his raven coloured hair between my legs, falling in his eyes as he looks up at me.I see tattoos covering his back and his arms, around his whole abdomen and chest that run up his neck.
My mouth parts as I moan and sounds that I've never made before leave my throat, coming out husky and uneven. " Mhm, that's a good girl."He says as I become undone.
He pulls his mouth from my pussy and stands over me, this man is three times my size and looks as if he could pop a soccer ball in one hand. I close my legs and look up at him with a quivering lip as silent tears slip down my cheeks. I feel the bed sink as he puts both arms on either side of me as he licks the tears from my face.. like a fucking animal.