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Only I don’t think. I react. I stop short and jerk on Mike’s arm, pulling his attention toward me. If he would only loosen his grip, I could get away. He turns around and smirks, pulling me tighter. Fuck, this is not going how I hoped it would.
He forcefully kisses me, though my lips stay sealed tight. I want to vomit at the sensation.
Stop touching me.Stop kissing me. Get off me!
But I can’t say any of that, because he’s still pressing his lips into mine, and he’s holding my body so tight I can barely move. His fingers graze my waistband and briefly dive between my legs. I jerk back as much as possible, and he finally pulls his lips off mine, only to place them on my neck. Then he whispers, “Don’t be shy, we’re just getting started.”
He gestures to the room, then continues dragging me toward the door. And no matter what I do, I can’t think of anything else to try. I can’t get away.
My chest tightens and my breathing increases. I’ve never been this scared in my life.
Am I about to be raped?
When we get to the door, his grip on me finally loosens, so I use the opportunity to yank my arm away and shove him, before turning to run. But before I even take a step, two massive arms are around my waist. One of the guys guarding the door shoves me back into Mike’s arms, his hands on me in a death grip again. For a second, I wonder how many other girls have fallen victim to them.
He starts to move again, but I don’t. He spins me around, grabs my ass, and propels me through the door. After shoving the door closed with his foot, he turns to me with an evil, predatory smile, then runs his hands down my arms.
Ew. Ew. Ew.
“Shh,” he whispers, pressing his lips against mine again. I jerk backward, but he follows my motion.
The son of a bitch stares at me like I’m his next meal as my heart pounds in my chest. Frozen, I watch as his hand slides under the hem of my shirt along the waistband of my pants. Panicking, I take a step back. He uses this to his advantage and steps closer, then gives me a hard shove. I land on my back on the bed, staring up at him. I take the shortest five seconds ever to analyze the situation.
I’m trapped with a giant football player in a room that’s guarded by two more giant football players.
No one saw him drag me in here. No one who cares, anyway.
It slaps me in the face, the realization that I’m completely alone. The six of us, always in it together, but not right now.
My eyes dart around the room, briefly landing on a small window that goes out the back. It’s pretty small, and I have no idea how far it is off the ground, but it might be my only option.
And my five seconds are up.
My eyes drift back to the menacing man in front of me. He reaches out and runs his hand up my thigh as my heart pounds with fear. My fight-or-flight response is screaming flight, but I’m stuck under him. His eyes are hazy with lust, and I can see his hard-on poking through his jeans. A cold sweat rolls over me, but I force a deep breath.
I have to do something.
He stands halfway as he undoes his belt buckle. Nausea twists in my stomach, but I try to tamp it down. I’m at the precipice of breaking. I have to hold on.
When he leans back down, I can knee him in the balls. Scream. Run. Make a break for the window. Something.
He undoes the button on his jeans, and his fingers graze over his zipper. He leans forward slightly, looking at me like I’m a prize he’s won.
Come on, a little farther.
A wave of fear washes over me.
What if I knee him in the balls and it just pisses him off?
What else he could do to me is terrifying.
Should I go through with it?
I’m ripped from my thoughts at the sound of a body thudding against the wall outside. My heartbeat picks up again. Mike notices the sound, too, and turns to look at the door. When he looks back at me, he’s wearing a wicked smile.
He pushes the weight of his body over mine and kisses my neck as I wriggle, trying to get away.
“Someone’s trying to stop our fun, but don’t worry, the boys won’t let them.”
