Scott’s POVIt had been over a week since I’d last seen Rory, and it was grating on me hard. I tried ignoring it, but she was always at the back of my mind. “I haven’t seen you and Rory hanging out much,” I said casually, not revealing any of my inner turmoil over her. Needy made a face. “She hasn’t really been coming to school lately.” That definitely caught my attention. Rory was one of the school's top students, and I knew she studied hard. I couldn’t think of why she wouldn’t be attending school. “That seems unusual. Why stop going in the middle of the school year?”“Probably because she’s a thief, or at least she was accused of being one.” Needy looked up at me with an innocent smile on her face. “She stole Sophia’s necklace. It looks just like the one you gave her.”I couldn’t believe Rory would do such a thing. It was completely out of character for her. It also made no sense. Regardless, pushing Needy about it would just end in a fight. It would look suspicious on to
Rory’s POVDespite having almost a hundred students in the auditorium classroom, I felt like itwas just me and him. He kept looking at me and making subtle suggestions that made mefeel like he, too, felt it was just us–my personal tutoring session with the most delicious eye candy. I glanced over at Needy and felt a little guilty thinking that, but not enough to stopdaydreaming about Scott.“On a sadder note,” Scott continued, “Professor Sophia Hale is transferring toanother university. Friday will be her last day here. Professor Shaw and I will be dividing up her classes until the university is able to hire another person to fill her spot. Though, that likely won’t be until next semester.”I stared at him dumbfounded. Had he done this for me? It had to be him. It was the only one with that kind of power and influence. I could feel my cheeks flushing as he smiled at me. I thought I saw the smallest of winks. I glanced over at Needy, but she was looking at her textbook
Rory’s POVScott took my jaw in his hands and looked down at me with lustful domination. My entire body submitted to him against my will. I still felt so hesitant, but I was helpless when it came to him. I wanted him and he knew it. He rubbed his dick a little more in his hand before pushing it deep into my throat. As soon as it went in, my entire mind went blank. I lost myself in the feeling of his dick in my throat. I sucked him hard, listening intently to his moans and sounds of pleasure. I tried to keep going with the movements that made him cry out louder, but he soon took my hair in his hand and guided my motions. It was almost too big to take all of it, but I did the best I could. It was all I could do to try to please him. Abruptly, he pulled himself out of my mouth and ordered me to get onto the bed. I backed up and lay down, spreading my legs open wide. I started rubbing myself and I was wetter than I’ve ever been. I had never yearned for someone like this before.
Rory’s POVNeedy was practically bouncing as we waited. I wasn’t sure what all the fuss was about but I waited with her. She’d been talking about this meeting and getting some ‘face time’ for almost a week. I knew she had a strong interest in her father’s work, but this seemed a bit above and beyond. She continued to tap her foot so fast it was almost a blur. The keychain on her backpack swayed back and forth with a swift clinging sound with every moment of her foot. It was a bit annoying, but I didn’t say anything. It wasn’t long until a basic-looking, middle-aged man walked through the doors. His blond hair was light, light to the point of graying along the sides. His eyes held more wrinkles than they should have for someone his age and they were accented by the heavy glasses he wore. He wasn’t particularly attractive or memorable in appearance, but Needy seemed intrigued. He still walked like he was a man of importance and he knew that his time was coveted. “Hello, Mr. Th
Rory’s POVI took my seat on the couch, and it just happened to be right next to where Scott was sitting. Needy had gone back to being interested in the rest of the men around us and the meeting about to take place. “I assume no one has an issue with my daughter, Kennedy, and her friend, Rory, joining us today?” Scott asked, almost like he was daring someone to object. The room was silent. He nodded and stared forward. Now everyone looked at Needy with great interest and as if she were their ticket to get in with her father. Needy didn’t seem to mind. She seemed to love the attention and the opportunity to network. “Thank you,” I whispered. I tried to be quiet but I obviously, wasn’t quiet enough since several eyes turned to me. Scott smiled that intense smile he gave me when we were alone, but it faded quickly. “Of course, I wouldn’t want you to be uncomfortable.” I could see a few of the men looking around and talking through their facial expressions. No one wanted t
Rory’s POVI should have felt better that Scott looked disgusted and instantly pushed the woman away. But I didn’t. She kept pressing in on Scott as if she was completely oblivious to his disinterest in her. “I must say, Scott, this haircut is not flattering on you. Why on earth would you change it?” “I don’t give a damn what you like and I will wear my hair how I please,” Scott answered begrudgingly. He seemed as if it was almost painful to talk to her. “Don't be so hard on me. We used to be husband and wife, dear,” she replied. Scott snarled. She took the key from his pocket and pushed it into the lock on the door. Scott groaned and tried to pull her hand away, but the woman was faster than him. I looked at him expectantly and when he finally looked at me, he seemed to not understand my expression. The woman looked familiar but I couldn’t be certain. Needy’s parents had always been fighting, and we often spent playdates and sleepovers at my house. I made a suggestive l
Scott’s POVI couldn’t believe Eva had the nerve to show up like that. No one likes running into an ex, let alone having your ex-wife show up suddenly when on vacation, even if it was mostly a business trip. It wasn’t like Eva and I were good friends or even on great terms. I divorced her for a reason.On top of it, she thought she could treat Rory like shit. I felt terrible about how Rory was treated. The things Eva had said to her and accused her of were horrible. I hated seeing her spoken to in that way. It wasn’t fair and she didn’t deserve it.My mind continued to drift to Rory. I only half-listened as one of the executives of my company discussed projected outcomes and audience demographics. Instead, my focus was diverted to thoughts of my daughter’s best friend, our time together plagued my memories. I was constantly thinking of the way she felt beneath my hands and lips. There was more to her than that. She was smart and kind. I had seen her be a great friend and a posit
Rory’s POVZoe and I sat down at a nearby restaurant and ordered a couple of drinks for ourselves. We chatted about mostly casual stuff at first, looking at the menu to decide what to eat. I wasn’t super hungry if I was being honest. It wasn’t that I didn’t want to eat–I loved eating–but this whole thing with Scott and Eva and the picture had really done a number on my stomach.“So,” Zoe finally said, and I knew she was going to bring up something more serious than school and music like we’d just been talking about. “How did it go with your grandparents?”“Fine, I guess.” I took a deep sip of my drink. “My grandma called because she saw the picture online. I don’t know if she believed it was me, but it was enough to get her concerned.”“That makes sense. She was probably worried about all the hate you’re getting online. It’s so weird that people think it’s you. I mean, I see the resemblance, but….” She trailed off, shrugging. “Wait,” I frowned, squinting at her. I hadn’t