I stare up at him as he keeps my airways blocked with the thick girth of his cock, his eyes twinkling with sadistic delight.My throat aches as I wait for him to allow me to breathe, but I sense he has no intention of doing so.Panic claws at me as I writhe, attempting to break free from his hold.Still, he watches in delight at my panic, as if he's taking great pleasure from my discomfort.Who am I kidding?He is taking great pleasure from my discomfort.Finally, when I'm sure I'll pass out, he pulls his cock out and shakes his head. "You have a nose, Miss Sidorov. Use it if you want to avoid passing out."I glare at him. "I wouldn't need to if you weren't being such a bastard and choking me with your dick."His grasp on my hair tightens, and he forces his cock back through my lips and into the back of my throat. "This is your punishment for ignoring me for an entire fucking week." He thrusts in and out as if he's fucking my pussy, making me choke and gag. "Now breathe through your n
He thrusts three fingers into my pussy and groans. "So fucking wet. We won't need lube, as you are making enough."I feel him spread my arousal onto my ass, and then he spits on it, making me shudder. And then he thrusts his cock into my pussy. "I'll get my cock nice and wet in your cunt."There's a part of me that can't believe he's doing this, taking things this far, and there's this dark part of me that loves it. I want him to take what he wants from me, use me and abuse me in sick and dirty ways."Blaine, this is insane."His eyes flash. "Have I ever told you that you could call me by my first name?"I purse my lips together. "No, but I assumed—""Don't. It's master or sir to you."I swallow hard. "Sorry, sir."He pulls out of my pussy presses the hard, thick head of his cock against my tight hole, making me tense. "I would tell you this won't hurt, but that's a lie. And let's be honest with each other. You love pain." He forces the tip harder against my tight ring of muscles and
I slam shut the fridge in the staff room harder than I'd intended."What the fuck is wrong with you today, Bly?" Arch asks, watching me with an arched brow."Nothing," I mutter, opening the can of coke and tipping the contents down my throat. I need something strong, but I know Oak hates me drinking on the job.Ever since I forcefully took Azira's anal virginity two weeks ago, she can't stay away. She either gets herself into trouble so that she gets sent to me, or I'm dragging her away regardless and having my way with her. Never have I been this hooked on a girl, but I fear Azira is getting too attached."You've been off for weeks now. What is it?"I glare at him, as he's always sticking his nose into other people's business. "Mind your own fucking business. Since when have I been into sharing and caring, you fucking fag?"He chuckles and shakes his head. "Okay, there's definitely something up with you." He holds his hands up in surrender. "Keep it to yourself. I don't give a shit."
The stadium is crammed full tonight.I hate places like this as it feels like I can't breathe, and yet I was so desperate to get some distance from the academy, I agreed.Clutching a hot dog in one hand and a large beer in a paper cup in the other, I follow Archer to our seats. I don't normally drink beer, but this kind of place doesn't serve scotch. "You guarantee there aren't any students here, right?"Arch's brow raises. "Why does it matter if there is?"I narrow my eyes at him. "You said—""I know, but I lied.""Fuck," I murmur, running a hand over the back of my neck. "Miss Vasquez is here, isn't she?"He shrugs. "I may have overheard that she's coming to the game tonight, yes.""I'm going to fucking kill you."His brow furrows. "Why does it matter to you, anyway?"It matters because if Adrianna is here, then it's highly likely Azira will be, too.We don't exactly discuss our private lives or what we're doing in our free time. Our relationship up to now has been purely physical,
My heart is hammering erratically as I rush into the ladies' bathroom and into the first cubicle, slamming the door behind me and resting my back against it.What are the chances?I agreed to come to this with Rizzo because he's Alex' friend and I don't want my friends to get suspicious about why I'd turn down one of the hottest boys in school.And now the professor I've been sleeping with is sitting right behind us, glaring daggers into the back of my head. The door to the ladies' bathroom swings open and I freeze, listening. I don't know why I suspect he'll follow me, but I just do. He's that crazy.The moment I hear the lock on the back of the door click into place, I know it's him."I think you need punishing, Miss Sidorov." There's a lethal tone to his voice, one that sends a shiver of fear trailing across my exposed flesh. "I thought I made it clear that you belong to me."I wet my too dry lips before speaking. "You stated in no uncertain terms that sex is merely a transaction f
The echo of his zipper coming down quickens my heart rate as he frees his cock and slides the head through the entrance of my soaking wet pussy. Without a second to catch my breath, he's inside of me.Every inch deep as he pumps his hips in and out with rough, vicious movements, as if he's trying to rearrange my insides. I watch him in the mirror and he watches me back with such unmatchable desire it makes me forget the insanity of what we're doing. And it's impossible not to moan as he makes me feel intangible, as if I'm no longer in my own body.My friends are sitting in the stands, waiting for me to return, and here I am, being fucked like some slut by our sadistic professor in the bathroom.I swallow hard as there's a bang on the door as someone tries to enter.My body turns to stone, but Blaine doesn't stop.In fact, he shows no sign that he's even heard them. He looks like he's in another world, drowning in a darkness that seems to tinge his soul.I wonder what made him the way
Oak knocks on my office door, which I left open, hoping I'd see Azira walk past and give me an excuse to drag her in here. A habit which has become increasingly frequent over the past few weeks. Ever since I turned into a possessive beast at the hockey game, I could not stay away from Azira. And likewise, she seems even more drawn to me, like a moth to a flame."What is it?" I ask.He tilts his head. "Hello to you too."I run a hand across the back of my neck. "Sorry, hey Oak, what do you want?" I say sarcastically.He rolls his eyes and releases an irritated sigh. "I wanted to let you know you definitely won't be covering for math once the students are back from spring break.""I should hope not." I set down my pen. "Who is taking over?""I'd rather not say until it's set in stone, but whatever happens, I've definitely got someone, unless all three candidates drop out." He grimaces at that. "Which is highly unlikely."I tilt my head. "How did you go from having no one to three candid
"Azira," I bark her name.She stops and walks toward the door. "Yes, sir?" Her voice infused with false innocence."Come here."Her eyes light up as she walks into my office and shuts the door behind her. "How can I help you, sir?""On your hands and knees," I order.Within seconds, she's down on her hands and knees as instructed, gazing at me for the next order like a good, obedient pet.I roll my chair from under my desk and position myself in front of her. "Crawl to me."She does as she's told, holding my gaze with such sexy confidence."And don't stop until I say."I let her crawl all the way between my thighs until her face is pressed against my crotch. "Stop."She licks her lips, drawing my eyes to them.I grab her chin between my finger and my thumb and angle it up to me. "Tell me what you want.""Everything."I tighten my grasp. "Be specific."Her cheeks redden, but she does as she's told. "I want to suck your cock."My erection becomes increasingly uncomfortable hearing her s
Archer holds my hand as we pad barefoot through the sand, the sun just setting beyond the horizon and casting a warm, orange glow over the beach.Natalya's wedding was beautiful. And even though I still can't believe she's married the man that tormented her for years, I'm happy that she is happy."It's beautiful, isn't it?" I ask, stopping to watch as the sun dips slowly lower.Archer smiles at me. "Shall we sit down and watch?"I nod in response. "Sounds good." I sit down in the sand and he sits behind me, placing his legs on either side of my thighs and his arms around my waist. "This is nice," he murmurs into my ear.I lean back into him. "It is.""Did you enjoy the wedding?" He asks."It was beautiful, even though I still can't quite believe that Nat ended up with Elias after he was such a bully."Archer moves my hair to the side and skims his lips over the back of my neck. "Is it any different to you being with me after I blackmailed you?"I stiffen at the reminder. "Not sure it'
Motherfucker.I search the closet for something to pick the bedroom lock with. If Archer is facing my father and his goons, then I need to be by his side.Another shot echoes through the air, making me tense. I work even harder to focus on the lock, knowing I need to get out of this room. Finally, the lock clicks and I'm thankful I took the class on safe breaking two years ago when it was being taught.Quickly, I run out of the room and down the corridor, hardly thinking about what I'm doing.My heart skips a beat when I see my father and Archer standing outside of the window, each pointing a gun at one another. "No." I rush out of the cabin without a second thought. "Stop!""Adrianna," my father growls, pointing the gun at me. "What the fuck are you doing?"I freeze at the other end of his gun, knowing that he would without a doubt shoot me dead. "I'm not coming home to Mexico," I say.He growls. "Like hell you aren't.""I don't want to be married off to some mobster.""No, you want
I pull my jeep off the main road in the middle of nowhere, driving down an unmarked track. It may be secluded, but I know the path to this place like the back of my hand. After all, I spent just under two years living up here in my cabin.I notice Adrianna shudder."Are you cold?" I ask.She shakes her head. "No, this place just gives me the creeps.""The creeps?" I never thought of it as creepy."Yeah, like maybe you are actually a serial killer and this was your elaborate plan all along."I laugh, shaking my head. "You have a wild imagination." The woods open up to a clearing where my cabin is, and it's not just any old cabin. It's modern and sophisticated."Wow, do you own this place?" Adrianna asks.I nod. "I bought it when I needed to remain low while my family was looking for me." It was a difficult time in my life. One fraught with loneliness and a little too much alcohol, but this place saved me. "It's actually how I met Oak. He owns a cabin near to here and we met while we we
I approach Adrianna, who is standing with all her friends. My nerves are fried, mainly because I'm practically kidnapping the princess of the Vasquez Cartel. Thankfully, I saw Damien Vasquez leave ten minutes ago in his armored SUV. I'm pretty sure he hardly even said a word to Adrianna after the ceremony.I clear my throat. "Adrianna, can I have a word?""Stil not giving up?" Natalya teases.It's clear no one knows about us among her friends, except for Azira, and that was my fault.She meets my gaze and nods. I can tell from the look on her face that she's just as nervous as me. "Sure."I nod toward the exit of the hall and she follows me out of it."What's up?" she asks, as I lead her into an empty classroom and shut the door."I just wanted to double check you are all set for the plan?"She nods. "Of course. I'm packed, only essentials and no tech.""Good. And your father has gone. I watched him leave."She purses her lips. "I don't even know why he bothered to come. He didn't say
My father is standing at my door half an hour before the ceremony."Hey, Adrianna." He looks at my outfit. "You look well."I swallow hard. "Thanks for coming." I glance down the corridor. "Where is mom?"He shakes his head. "Your mother couldn't make it."It hurts a bit, I must admit. Out of the two of them, I'd expect my mom to be here over my father. She may not have ever been emotionally supportive, but she's always been a little less cold than him."Oh, is she busy?""No, but I don't enjoy traveling with your mother. You know that."I clench my jaw. "I know that." He doesn't like to travel with her because he likes to pay hookers whenever he stays away from home. The man disgusts me, but my mother isn't much better. Their marriage is a sham, and it has been all my life. Exactly what I want to avoid by escaping, as that was my future. My mom was married by arrangement to my father, hence the toxic relationship between them."Shall we get going then?" I say.He nods. "Lead the way.
Adrenaline has been racing through my veins since I woke this morning.It's sickening, but today is the day. Graduation is this afternoon and then all my friends and I will go out to celebrate. My father agreed to my plan and told me he'd booked into a hotel twenty miles away in the nearest city, as he's above the little inn in town and the motel near here. It actually makes the plan easier, as he won't be nearby when I make a run for it.However, after the celebrations are through, Archer and I will disappear. Our friends will know that we've left for good, but not where we are going. No one knows that, not even I do. I've let Archer figure the entire thing out and where I'm going to go.It's been hard trusting him in this way, as I've always relied on myself alone. He can't disappear with me, though. He has a life here at the academy, and so he's going to set me up with my new life and then leave. That's the part I've been trying to avoid thinking about entirely.I'm not sure how I'
I walk up to the door of Archer's apartment, my heart thumping at a hundred miles an hour.Am I crazy for being here?Perhaps. I knock on the door and wait a few moments and then I hear the thud of footsteps descending the stairs. Archer opens it and smiles at me with a smile that could stop most women's hearts. "You are here."I smile back at him. "I didn't get murdered.""I'm glad," he says, stepping aside to allow me in.I pause for a moment, knowing that now I'm coming to him of my free will rather than because he's blackmailing me. I'm not sure how to feel about that. It changes everything.His brow furrows. "Are you going to stay there or come in?"I purse my lips. "Still trying to decide."He laughs and grabs my hand, yanking me into the apartment and against him. "Don't be an idiot.""I'm normally the one saying that to you."He leads me up into his apartment, where he has a table set with candles alight. "I was prepared since I hadn't heard of any murders on campus." There is
My plan to get my revenge on Archer is backfiring.Why the hell do I feel so excited whenever I see him?And when he touched me earlier by the stream, he was trying to comfort me, but his touch ignited butterflies fluttering in my stomach and made my head spin. He keeps talking about feelings and how he wants us to continue after I graduate, which is insane.I can't work out if he's only saying it because I've never admitted I want him. All the while, I've made sure I keep detached and cold, even when he talks about his feelings.As I walk into the academy, I'm ambushed by my father. "Where have you been?"I cross my arms over my chest. "I went for a walk. Is that a crime?"He sighs heavily. "I'm here to take you back home."My brow furrows. "But what about the academy?" I ask, wondering why he didn't come to get me during spring break, especially as he said he had a meeting set out for me the week before.He yanks my wrist and drags me into an empty classroom, slamming the door behin
I sense Adrianna isn't used to relying on anyone for anything."Seriously, Adrianna. Let me help." I need to help her as I need to know her plan. She's so pigheaded. It wouldn't surprise me if she disappeared forever and I couldn't find her. It's the only way to ensure I keep tabs on her."Fine, you can help."I smile, relief coursing through my veins. "Good, as I have quite a few ideas.""Such as?"I pat my lap for her to come and sit on it.Her eyes narrow, but she sits anyway."Your father is coming to graduation, and that's a complication, but not the be all and end all. I mean, you dictated to your father before, so do it again.""What do you mean?""Tell him that you are going to celebrate with your friends. They're all going to be celebrating, right?"She nods. "Yeah.""Then tell him to book a motel and you'll leave with him the next morning."A crease forms in between her brows. "I'm uncertain it will work, but I can ring him beforehand. It's an option, I guess.""Well, tell m