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Chapter Seventy-Seven
Avery RowanWell, Dean got what he was after. I wonder how it will go from here? And where's Damien? Drop me a line and let me know what you think will happen next.
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Valerie's Descent Chapter Seventy-Eight
By the time the day ended, Valerie was more than ready to go home. She was tired from being groped by Dean all day and felt as if she needed a shower. Every time he came into her office—most without permission or cause—he would make a point of feeling her up, and she could only stand there and take it. Now that he had his freedom, it was apparent he intended to use it to the fullest. After her last class of the day, she didn’t even return to her office, having taken her purse to class with her, and simply left from there to avoid another session alone with Dean. She wasn’t sure how much she could take with the college kid having free rein with her, and she determined to minimize his access to her body as much as she could. As she pulled up into the parking lot of her apartment, she stared up at the brick building, suddenly wondering how much her life might change now that Holly was gone. Last night, after he entered her apartment, Damien had fucked her throughout the night, and even t
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Tuesday morning, and there was still no word from Damien. Valerie debated reaching out or going up to his apartment to make sure he was all right. His car hadn’t seemed to have moved since Sunday, which worried her. He was never one to stay put long. Nor had any of his friends been over to check on him. At the very least, she would have expected Nick to stop by, but there had been no sign of him. As she stepped out of her apartment, heading for work, she paused and glanced up the stairs at the darkness that swallowed Damien’s door. With a deep breath, she debated whether or not to go up there and knock to see if he would answer. Finally, she gave in to the impulse, climbed the stairs, and knocked on the door. He didn’t answer, however, and she blew out a breath of frustration. “Please text me,” she said through the door. “I just want to know you’re all right.” And then she turned and headed to her car and then the college. Entering her office, she noticed Dean sitting at the outer d
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Valerie stood straighter, crossing her arms over her chest as she stared over at her ex-husband. “I don’t care how serious you are, Brent. I’m even more serious. There’s no way I’ll return to the way things were, and I know you haven’t changed.” “And how do you know that? You haven’t been around me.” He stood straighter. “Hell, you won’t even talk to me, so there’s no way you could know anything about me.” “Please,” she scoffed. “We haven’t been apart that long. There’s no way you’ve changed that much in such a short amount of time.” She sat down in her chair, snatching at her briefcase and setting it on the floor beside her. “Now, I really do need to get ready for my first class.” She pointed to the door to her office. “I’m sorry you wasted a trip. Now, please see your way out.” He stared at her, and she refused to look away. There was no way she would return to him. None. And he needed to get that through his head. “Who is he?” She cocked a brow at him. “Who is who?” “Who is th
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The rest of the day was quiet except for her having to get down on her knees at lunch behind her desk and suck Dean off. He had made her pull her tits out while she did it, so he could maul them while she bobbed her head up and down on his hard shaft. As soon as she had swallowed his load, he pushed her back, zipped his cock back into his pants, and then left her on her knees. She assumed she needed to get used to it. This was her life now. A hole for her student’s pleasure whenever he wanted. She had sighed, tucked her tits back into her outfit, and stood to her feet. There had been no more word from Brent, but she was sure he would pop up again at some point. The fact that he drove up there to see her and plead his case, a case that was moot considering she had already divorced him, surprised her, but also told her how determined he was suddenly. Perhaps the fact that she had actually left the area told him how serious she was. As if the divorce hadn’t done that already. He had alw
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Valerie squirmed in her seat slightly, still not sure how to take what was happening. The Salty Crab, while not the most enticing name for a restaurant, was a rustic establishment with low lighting and the expected ocean decor: nets, anchors, crab traps. Battered wood seemed to make up the tables, and the booths needed some major reupholstering, but were comfortable, much to her surprise. Instrumental music played through the speakers as servers weaved their way among the tables, taking orders, dropping off food, or picking up empty plates. Cheerful diners packed the place, and to her, it felt as if every eye gawked at her. Who was she to think she deserved a proper date? After all, she had tried that with Scott, and that didn’t turn out too well. All right, Scott wasn’t exactly a date. They just so happened to be at the same place at the same time and enjoyed some fun in the backseat of his car afterward, but it was at least slightly normal compared to the way the rest of her life had
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After dinner, Damien took her to a small bar, something a little classier than the last one he took her to, where several men groped her and fingered her while she carried drinks back and forth from the bar to the table. This one actually had a style of a sort, which also confused her. Everything Damien did tonight confused her. The lights were low, the music soft, and the patrons few. He led them to a dark corner where they could see the dance floor, where a few couples ground against each other while whispering words of promise to one other. It wasn’t trashy. It was almost romantic, in a way. At least for a bar, it was. Again, it was another tactic to throw her off, keep her guessing, and she was guessing. So much so that she had no idea what to even say as he ordered her a glass of wine and him a whiskey. The server disappeared to get their drinks, and Valerie took that moment to glance around the place once more, still not sure what was going on in Damien’s mind. She remembered w
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Damien didn’t pull out of the parking lot until she had her tits out and her dress pulled up to her waist, leaving her cunt exposed for him. He still forbade the wearing of panties at any time. He grinned over at her, and she felt the blush warm her cheeks as she worried someone would see her. “You’re going to get us arrested,” she told him as she glanced around at the parking lot, praying no one was watching her. He chuckled as he shifted the car into reverse and backed out of the parking space. “They haven’t arrested you yet. And even if people see you, so what? It’s only a cop you have to worry about.” He shifted the car into drive and headed out of the bar’s parking lot. “Now, lean back and start playing with yourself.” She sucked in a breath as she reached for the lever to lean her seat back, keeping her legs spread. This was more the Damien she knew, and it made her sex throb as she reached for her exposed breast, cupping it and massaging as she toyed with her nipple. She coul
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Brent pointed to Damien. “And just who is he?” He turned to Valerie, his eyes narrow slits as he judged her. “Didn’t you say there was no one else?” She saw Damien glance over at her, his brows furrowed with question. “No. I said there was no one whispering in my ear to leave you. You helped me make that decision.” “So, the two of you are what? And why are you standing there with your tits hanging out?” Brent planted his fists on his hips as he glared at her. She closed her eyes for a second and took a deep breath. How the hell would she explain any of this to a man like Brent? When she opened her eyes once more, she simply shrugged, forcing herself not to cover her bare breasts. It was a sense of pride that she could stand there in defiance of what her ex-husband saw as a breach of proper behavior. “To be honest, they’re out because Damien told me to take them out.” Brent’s eyes widened as his mouth fell open. “He told you? And you just did it?” She pointed to her chest. “Obviou
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