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Out of nowhere, he was in my face. His hot lips brushed mine. That’s when it all went to hell. Overwhelmed, I freaked and shoved him away. My fist connected to his chest, hard.
The memories flooded back. The black hoods. The hands holding me down. The threats as I cried out. The laughter as I punched the guy in the chest. The knife he sliced me with. The man on top of me, sticking his hand down my pants.
The past took over…
“Oh, your pussy feels like Suede,” a muffled voice came as he invaded my most private parts.
My face felt too hot, like it was a zit about to bust. I couldn’t breathe. Opening my eyes, I found Anubis was holding me tight. I drooled onto his shirt like a mental patient. Fuck. Once I gained my composure, I realized he was cupping the back of my head. The bad guy shushed me, calming me.
Maybe Anubis had changed?
My heart pulsed against my chest as if it would burst out. Quickly, I stepped away. I blushed in embarrassment. Thankfully, he didn’t ask what that was all about. He probably thought I was some poor tortured soul, but that was far from the truth. Yes, his advances triggered a tragic memory. But there was more. I was hot. And not just flustered and sweating from nearly blacking out.
Back then, in the alley. I’d been riding my bike when the men caught me. Fearing they would gang rape me, I did the only thing I could. I fought and lost, so I embraced it. Therefore, I practically blacked out. And somehow, when I came too, I was getting off. Afterwards, I was thankful that all that was done. It was not like I enjoyed getting finger raped by some masked man.
The cops told me I was lucky. I could have been killed. My mom said I was lucky too. I could have been completely sullied. Apart from the orgasm, the group didn’t harm me. I recognized the sick nature of my coping mechanism. But I was a sexual being. After that, I became a lonely creature, too afraid, too embarrassed to date anyone. So, it was completely sick that I remembered what happened, both with paralyzing dread and with unexplained longing. An immense pleasure rumbled in my belly, recalling the orgasm stolen from me that night. Because it was the only such pleasure I’d ever had.
Breathing heavily, I apologized to Anubis.
He fixed his clothes, and I noticed the wet spot on his chest. My eyes lowered to his thin shorts. The outline of his erect cock was right there, as if it was saying hello. Fuck, it moved. My mouth fell open. I averted my gaze, looking up. Our eyes met again.
Anubis’s lips quivered as he realized what I’d been looking at. Running his hand down his body, he clutched the rod in his shorts, making the outline clearer. “Do you want some of this?”
Seriously considering it, I gulped.
“If you had the nerve, Suede, you’d lock that door. I’ll fuck you on that bare mattress behind you. I’ll have your ass sticking to the plastic. I’ll have to cover your mouth so no one can hear your screams.”
Holy shit, I turned away to stare out the window again.
Fairytale was right. I couldn’t believe I was here. Not only did I have an amazing opportunity before me, right away, I had the chance to lose my virginity to Anubis Edenvane. But I knew him. He was a bad guy. I wasn’t about to do anything to mess up my dreams. If I had learned anything in high school, it was to stay out of this bad guy’s line of sight. Anubis left a long line of victims in his rearview, ex-girlfriends, ex-friends. Hell, he almost killed his best friend and wasn’t so much as questioned about it. The guy was poison in a tempting wrapper.
Anubis touched my shoulder. I thought he was going to ask if I was alright, before he leaned his enormous package into my backside. “If you change your mind. You know where to find me.” He pointed toward the river.
Toccarra’s shrill voice rang through the hall. Saved by the influencer.
“Later then,” he said as he ducked out of the room.
CHAPTER TWO
“What color is that? Green?” Toccarra asked, turning up her nose.
“Yeah, I look great in green.” I’d told her all about my run in with Anubis.
This was our fifth weekly Target run. It’d been more than a month since I spoke to him. I’d seen him across campus, walking to class, but I never approached him. We weren’t in the same circle, far from it. No surprise there. He lived near the water at the Edenvane Boat House, a multimillion-dollar facility where all his rowing crew stayed. It was basically another fraternity house on steroids.
Toccarra and I lived in the slums.
“You sure it’s allowed?” I asked Toccarra, grabbing the green box. Sometimes I felt she was always trying to stir the pot since she still made her living making content.
“You saw the article yourself,” she said as she loaded every color into her cart. “Maybe I’ll do rainbow hair.” Toccarra swung both ways at the same time. She already landed a girlfriend and a boyfriend.
I found it surprising that Edenvane had a newspaper. Apparently, they lifted the strict dress code years ago, but the board just voted to allow hair color and visible piercings.
The next day, I went to my first class with bright green hair. Afterwards, I had my shift at the library. Of course, I had a workstudy. When I sat my backpack down behind the desk, the librarian, Margrett, gave me a once over.
“What’s this about?” she asked, her finger to her chin.
“Why not? If it’s allowed, right?” That’s what Toccarra had said to convince me. I’d always wanted to dye my hair. I’d just not wanted to risk my chance in the lottery.
