Page 26 of Speak

Football season was in full swing and the people walking around in jerseys and letterman’s along with RMU t-shirts were also everywhere. My eyes roam over everyone and everything, taking it all in. Groups of young adults sitting outside of the cafes and pubs, drinking, eating, studying.Oblivious.

It made me think of how Raven was, walking around this campus, this entire town, enjoying herself, laughing with friends, none the wiser of how her life would turn out. I knew I wouldn’t find her here. No, my pretty little thing would be on campus, trying to find answers where everyone else failed her.

It made me drive to Rayne-Moore campus just a little faster.

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“Doctor Archer, what a surprise. We weren’t expecting you until Sunday.” Rita Overly, a petite incredibly blonde woman with black frames too big for her face greets me when I park my BMW behind the faculty apartments.

I shrugged, “You look the type of woman that prefers transparency Rita and I’ll be honest with you; I had nothing holding me back from getting a start on things.”

Except my career and my home.

This seems to satisfy her and a smile spreads across her thin lips. “Very well, let’s get you situated shall we?”

I’ve plastered a smile on my face for so long while meeting faculty members and learning everyone’s names, over the past few hours after getting settled into my room that my cheeks hurt.

Saturday afternoon, I go to the administration office to get my lanyard and faculty ID, my computer and portal logins and the keys to my office. Rita assured me I could take my time and do all those things tomorrow morning but I let her know I preferred to get ahead with things and not procrastinate. A lie, obviously. I’d rather be watching Raven from my laptop but she’s no longer in the institution nor at home in that big, lonely mansion the Monroe’s call a familial home.

From what Rita told me; I will have access toallstudent files – including their dorm rooms just in case I’d need to intervene. Which tells me, that may as well be something necessary in the future. For now, I only have one person in mind.

Once in my office, I begin to take out and put-up things I brought with me from home and the things I left at Lorne Wood, I gave direct orders for them to be sent here immediately, which is another reason I needed the keys to my office. Those items will be here tomorrow morning by the time I finish my run. My plan is to learn every inch of this campus and the surrounding college town.

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Room 117.

Raven was perfectly distracted skinny dipping in a pond with a male student while I was on my run in the woods. I couldn’t help but be both satisfied that she was currently distracted and angry that she let someone she doesn’t know see her delicious curvy body absolutely naked. Her only saving factor was she didn’t let him near her.

My very good girl.

I ran back to the faculty dorms, grabbed my supplies, and kept my hood up and head down as I made my way to the dorms. From the blueprint of the building permits I found online, Room 117 is on the first floor, on the very corner of the dorms, where there is a very convenient, very old, and very large, oak tree that overshadows the entire corner of the building and up. The entire alumni must be afraid of a little rain because I haven’t seen anyone the entire time I’ve been here, and knowing Raven like I do, I know she’s left her window unlocked.

I’ll be punishing her for that later.

Eyeing my surroundings, grateful the tree most likely hides this view as it’s pointed out, not down. I push open her window, then sneak into her room, careful not to get anything dirty, I drop down onto the beige carpet I know she abhors. The scent of jasmine and berries and juniper has already taken over the room, which is spacious and like mine, it has a kitchenette. Her full-size poster bed to the side, her cello in a corner, her desk and laptop in another next to her bookshelf that already has so many books with cracked spines. Beside it? A hamper with already dirty laundry. On top? White, lace cheeky panties that I stuff into my available pocket before I have a chance to sniff them and get to work putting the small camera into the smoke detector.

I may be incorrigible, but I’m also here to make sure she doesn’t harm herself.

I finish what I came here to do, leave the way I came, and go back to my apartment to make sure everything is working properly.

It is.

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Fucking.Magnificent.

Utterly magnificent.

My little bird is unraveling, chasing after what she wants and it’s so fucking beautiful. I had planned to make my presence at Rayne-Moore to her known, except when I followed her up to the third floor of the library and she began to act like a sleuth, I couldn’t help but hold back and watch, like I always do when it comes to her. When she disappeared behind the door disguised as a bookshelf, Ichuckled to myself, gave her a two-minute head start and then followed her, entering the faux-shelf and descended the staircase, careful to match her steps.

When she landed, I waited another two minutes to go behind her, and watched as she traipsed around the book-laden labyrinth, eyes closed as if she heard a melody, head tipped back, until she came upon a book…

“And what, pray tell…” I watched, from the shadows as her body stiffened against him, how her mouth opened and closed as if she was trying to speak and my cock grew hard from just hertrying.

They’d shuffled, she even fled a little before he caught her and when they fell to the floor and she out-maneuvered him, I for sure thought she was going to run away from him or incapacitate him in some way…

But then once again, my gorgeous little ghost surprised me. I grinned devilishly when she began grinding on him, and she seemed to almost preen under his degradation and his praise. I reached into my athletic shorts and tugged on my swelling cock, as much as I was jealous of the way he was kissing and licking what was mine, she was a sight, a silent goddess taking control of her desire, chasing the pinnacle of her pleasure, riding this…someoneand when she shattered, I shattered with her, silently groaning as my cum shot to the carpeted floor.

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