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I left with Rachel and took it out on her at the closest motel. She didn’t mind. I’ve been fucking my way through college, feeding my addiction. It’s no secret, but I had no business having these thoughts for a girl fresh out of high school.
I could see it in her eyes. Melody wants the feeling of euphoria she thought her little boyfriend could give her. She knew, from the way I looked at her, that she didn’t have a clue what it really felt like to break apart repeatedly. Hard. Rough. Pain. Pleasure.
I was angry when she left the table on campus. Her eyes no longer hold the fire they once did, which is the source of my concupiscence.
The server comes with our plates of lobster.
“Sir,” the server asks with her brows raised, glancing at the seat in front of me like Melody is going to pop out from under the table.
“Please have her plate delivered with two cans of soda and a bottle of water,” I instruct. “Make sure the lobster is warm with fresh bread. Also, include a message along with a wineglass." I hand her my black card. “Charge it to my card.”
“What would you like to have it say once it’s delivered?“ she says, handing me a pen and paper.
I write on it and hand it to her. She doesn’t look at it. At least not in front of me.
The chef rushes out nervously. A line of sweat drips from his forehead.
“Mr. Vikiar, was there something wrong with lobster?”
“Everything was fine, Gerald. My lunch guest had an emergency. It’s why I’m having it delivered. Please send a female courier.”
He bows. “Of course, sir.”
I look up, and the chef I hired from Italy gives me his full attention. “Don’t be late. The hardware store closes at eight. I want her dinner there at six; no exceptions.”
“Of course, sir.”
By the time I walk out of my restaurant, she is already gone. Not how I planned things to go. The hostess indicated she took an Uber.
“Valen?”
I turn. Hate almost blinds my vision when Melissa walks up with Rachel. Her flavor of the week. Also, the same girl I fucked the night at the party, trying to forget the one I was thinking about.
“Melissa,” I say in a tight voice.
She smiles with her red-painted lips, which does nothing for my cock. My balls dry up like prunes.
“I thought it was you.” She turns toward Rachel. “This is Rachel. Rachel, this is my fiancé, Valen.”
I grind my teeth. Melissa knows I fucked her. It’s not like I hide it, but she likes to make a point.
“I’m not whatever she says I am.”
Melissa gives me a tense smile. “It’s our senior year, Valen. We both know what happens before we graduate.”
“I get to continue fucking all of your friends.”
Rachel gives me a once-over like I’m a porterhouse steak she wants to take a bite out of. Again. She doesn’t like fish all that much. Too bad she poisoned herself with Melissa’s smell.
“Hi, Valen. It’s good to see you again,” she says demurely. “We should hang out again sometime. Melissa talks so much about you.”
“Does she?”
“All the time. She always reminds me how lucky she is.”
“Well… I wouldn’t call it lucky. More like... out of luck.”
Melissa glances between Rachel and me. Anger flashes across her features at Rachel’s flirting. Normally, I would let her think I’m going to fuck her and her friend but end up fucking her friend in the ass while Melissa eats her pussy, and then, when I’m done, come all over her face.
