Page 46 of Tortured Whispers
“That’s amazing, Brook. Is it someone in one of your classes?” he asked, closing his laptop.
“Not exactly. You remember Ashley Hartwell?”
“The girl from ninth grade?” He asked, his face morphed into a concerned frown. I wanted the smile back.
“Yeah, her. She apologized for everything before we left school. She wants to hang out tomorrow. I’m newvous though.” I lifted the heel of my hand to my lips but there was no sleeve to suck on so I nibbled my nails instead. Cease caught the nibbling and eyed me.
“Brook, be careful okay? Having friends is fine but make sure they’re genuine.”
“All I’ve ever wanted was a fwiend. Before evewything went to shit the first day of ninth grade…I wanted to be her friend,” I scrunched my brows together and focused hard to pronounce at least one word right.
“I understand,” he sighed and rubbed the back of my hand. “Please be careful.” I knew Cease thought Ashley was up to no good and I did too at first but I had to stop and think about it. She pulled me to the side when nobody else was around. She wasn’t trying to embarrass me and she stuck up for me with that asshole bumped me on the way out.
She didn’t have to do that. She probably wasn’t perfect but I didn’t get the vibe that she was out to get me. Only time would tell but I had a good feeling.
“She’s okay. Not pewfect but okay. I’ll try out the whole friend thing. If I feel like it’s going south, I’ll ghost her.” More of my words came out right and I smiled inwardly.
“Okay, Kiddo,” Cease smirked at me and I slapped him with my pillow.
That cute little pillow fight of ours turned into me on my back while Caesar dug his thick cock into me.
“Cum all over my dick, Brook,” he demanded in a gruff voice that turned my insides to mush. My body liked Cease. No…it loved him. It reacted in ways I didn’t know were possible.
When he said cum…I came.
Hard.
“Open those beautiful eyes. I love watching you cum.” He pushed my legs back until my toes kissed the headboard then he sank deep. So fucking deep. His weight on top of me made me feel like I was rooted to the earth.
My legs shook without permission and moans exited my body left and right. High-pitched and throaty. Slow and hungry. They were all swirled into one cry as I melted all over Caesar’s dick.
“Fuuuck,” Cease groaned as he emptied his heavy balls. His heat poured into me. I thought I was done with my orgasm until he took it upon himself to roll lazy circles around my sensitive clit with his talented fingers. The three orgasms that followed were sharp and quick and…holy fucking shit they made me lose sense of my senses.
I think I blacked out.
Well, not completely but I saw black encroaching on my vision. When he moved his fingers away, my vision came flooding back in like sensory overload. I whimpered and snapped my eyes shut, rolling onto my side.
“Payback for what you did earlier,” Cease laughed, rubbing my back.
“Asshole,” I muttered.
“You liked it though. Tell me I’m lying.”
He knew I couldn’t. I liked everything he did. It was all magical.
**
While I was in school the next day, I counted down the seconds until I could see Cease again. My brain refused to concentrate on anything other than how good it felt being with him. How free and clear my thoughts were. It was weird not having water in my head all the time.
Ever since I realized I was madly in love with Cease, the water hadn’t been a problem. I was relieved. Even one day without being underwater was amazing. It was like getting a pair of glasses for the first time and realizing how fuzzy everything was before.
When the last bell of the day rang, I rushed to my locker and gathered my things. When I stood up, I let out a yelp and put my hand over my thumping heart. “Hey Brookie, wanna go to my house?” Ashley scared the shit out of me, but she was serious about wanting to hang out. My nerves jittered but I tried my hardest to keep them calm. If I let them go wild then the water would suck me in.
“Yeah,” I nodded. “I can’t stay long though because I have an appointment.” I was a bundle of nerves waiting to run rampant as I tried to pick words that didn’t have R sounds in them. When I navigated my sentence pretty well, I pushed out a sigh of relief.
“Cool. Follow me. I’m parked in the student lot.” We walked out together and my stomach buzzed with weird energy. I listened to Ashley ramble on and about nothing but it was better than listening to the shit that went on inside of my head.
I had a friend.
