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“God, she’s fucking tight as hell,”Chase had said, and my dick had gotten hard all over again, watching her take it, her fingers clawed in the dirt as she stared at me. There was blood on my dick, and I remember I was happy I got to be her first.

I’d run my thumb over the blood, stepped around my friend fucking her from behind.

I’d squatted down next to her face, my eyes locked on her honey-colored ones.

They were glassy, and I remember thinking I needed to get her inside before both of us passed out.“Cortland,”she’d whispered, gasping as my friend thrust deep inside of her and we all laughed. That was what she wanted.“Don’t hurt me.”But it was a game we were playing. A dangerous fucking game.

“Be careful.”Those were Storm’s words, before we started. Low and quiet. I didn’t pay attention to them then. I didn’t know what he meant. Besides, he’d had her just like we all had.

“Don’t hurt me,”she’d whispered again.

“I’m not,”I’d promised her.“Just open your mouth, baby.”I’d leaned down close to her, pressed my lips to her brow.“I want you to taste what I did to you,”I had murmured against her skin.

And she had.

Her lips around my finger were warm and wet and…

I finish, biting my lip, catching my lip ring between my teeth as I do, tasting blood in my own mouth as I come, just like I did that night.

Because after she’d sucked my finger, I’d brushed my thumb over the blood still staining my dick and tasted her too.

The iron taste in my mouth always brings me back to that night. I think again about her face beneath my hand in the bathroom yesterday. Her biting my lip.

I can’t help but wonder,what brings her back?

CHAPTER

NINE

REMI

“How are you sleeping?”Dr. Ravi asks me Thursday afternoon.

Almost a week has passed since they cornered me in the woods.

Sincehetrapped me in the bathroom.

And I haven’t seen him again.

I glance down at my lap, my fingers curled into fists over my thighs, the sleeves of my hoodie pulled down to my palms. “Fine,” I lie.

I haven’t gotten more than a couple of hours a night since I saw him.

I can still feel his hand on my face.

My throat feels constricted, and pressure builds behind my eyes. Those memories in that basement in my head are threatening to flood the whole house once more.

You’re not going to ruin me again, Cortland.

I won’t let you do that.

I haven’t heard anything about him around campus, which isn’t saying much. Considering I only regularly speak to Sloane and Van, it’s not like people would be dying to tell me. Besides,I was never named in the news. A small blessing as a “victim,” even though, in the end, I didn’t get the justice of being that.

I met up with my cousin and my roommate after I had a breakdown in the bathroom when Cortland walked out. I took more shots. Got wasted and puked when Sloane helped walk me back to the dorm as she told me all about Asa.

Maybe she won’t invite me to any more parties.

“Really?” Dr. Ravi counters, and I shift my gaze to her brown eyes.

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