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“Fine. If you think that’s what will hurt me, you’re wrong.” Fire burns in her gaze and she tips her chin up. “Bend me all you want, I’m flexible. But I won’t break for you.”
Her nails dig into my body again, right into the ocean and crowned crow inked over my heart. She’s not going to be intimidated by me. I like it, her fight reminds me to see past her mask. As long as she understands this means nothing, then she can give me as much fire as she wants.
I shift her in my arms again, setting her ass on a bar on the wall for extra support. My hand goes to her throat, holding her while I slide my fingers through her wet folds. She releases a shaky breath, spreading her legs wider.
The determined, reckless look on her face sends me right back to ten years ago. That’s my Maisy sitting before me. The one who isn’t bound by anyone’s rules but her own.
This girl…
I rake my teeth over my lower lip and sink a finger inside her without warning. She chokes when I squeeze her throat to stop her cry.
“Look at you. Feel that? You’re soaking my hand. Getting off on the danger.”
I thrust my finger deeper, adding a second. Every sensation feels new and heady, making me want to chase her down this rabbit hole to the very end.
Maisy wraps one hand around the arm at her throat and the other grips my leather jacket as she arches, riding my fingers. Fuck, it’s a good look on her—cheeks flushed and lids heavy, she looks hedonistic. Free. Something I can’t have anymore, a girl I vowed to never want. She broke her promise, and I’m breaking mine.
The grin I give her is sharp and ruthless. “What does it say about you that you’ll let someone who despises you so much I can barely breathe around you do this to you?” I twist my fingers, hooking them into a spot that makes her lips part on a silent moan, her lashes fluttering. Her pussy clenches on my fingers as I drive them deeper. “How far would you actually let me go? Are you hoping I’ll rip this skirt off and fuck you with my cock next?”
“God, just—shut up and make me come, Fox,” she bites out. “Fuck! Don’t stop, I’m really close.”
An unhinged rumble vibrates in my chest as I grind my erection against her thigh so she can feel it. She claws at me, burying her face in my neck. A sharp pain makes me jolt, sending a spark of pleasure down my spine. She bit me back. When she tenses and comes with a muffled sound of ecstasy, I stare, just as struck by it as I was that night a few weeks ago.
The satisfaction of breaking her in a new way is tinged in bitterness because this can’t keep happening—I want what I taunted her with too badly. Once is a mistake, twice is a bad habit. Fucking her is the one thing I refuse to give her, even if a thousand fantasy scenarios of making her scream by driving my dick into her tight heat rush through my head.
The bell rings as I step back, taking in how shattered she is. Her pretty features are twisted in orgasmic bliss at my hands. It drives a spike of ice into my heart. I slid too far down the slope, losing the upper hand by getting too wrapped up in this game.
Panting heavily and ignoring the throb in my hard cock, I take another step back. Her eyes finally open and she peers at me through her lashes. Another burst of possessiveness rears its ugly head and I grit my teeth, stuffing it back down to smother it before it can fully form.
I swipe the back of my hand over my mouth. My voice sounds hollow when I find my words. “Everyone here calls me a black shadow. They’re not wrong, Maisy. When you call a boy a monster enough times, it starts to stick. What I touch turns to ash. Now that includes you.”
I hold her gaze for a beat, then back out of the stall, leaving her exactly as I warned I would.
Ten
Maisy
The past several hours have left my thoughts a chaotic mess and my heart heavy.
After the bathroom door banged shut behind Fox, what happened hit me hard. I said I didn
’t care, but my bravado faded as soon as he was gone. I was disappointed in myself that I could sink so low right after he bullied me. Was it really worth it? Shame slid through me as I scrambled out of the stall, splashing cold water on my cheeks. It was no use, what we’d done was written all over my open face. I couldn’t hide it, or how much I enjoyed it.
This was the same as the night at the party, down to the way he left. At least this time I didn’t have to walk out to a gauntlet of people who knew just by looking at me.
I’ve never been someone who shies away from my desires, but it’s the fact I keep fucking around with him when he’s tormenting me that eats at me.
Today was such a shit show.
From the stinging humiliation of not being prepared for class with no explanation for how my finished assignments were gone from my bag, to the whispers and side eye looks that dug into my back as I passed. Discovering the mess in the car followed by the cruel taunting in the lunchroom. Topped off by the bathroom when I tried to face Fox head on because I wasn’t going to just let him get away with it. I was done taking his crap laying down. His tampering with my school assignments irritates me way more than what happened after, but all of it is one big pile of suck sitting on my shoulders.
It was a miracle I made it through the last class period of the day on autopilot by keeping my head down until I could escape. I went through the motions of the yoga sessions I led at the studio in the health and wellness center, glad it was a day I was allowed to use Holden’s car instead of relying on someone to give me a ride. Although if I didn’t drive today, his car wouldn’t have been the scene of one of Fox’s disgusting pranks. I stopped to have it cleaned before my first class. He’ll never know.
I’m staying behind as long as I can to work out my frustrations of the day, avoiding going home where I’m sure my parents have already heard about my detention. If they find out what else I was up to on school grounds, they’ll blow their lids.
The last of my seven to eight late class trickles out, leaving me alone with a wall of mirrors and an emptiness eating away at my insides. I feel so adrift, and while that normally wouldn’t bother me because I thrive better on the unknown, this feels different, like a heavy weight pulling me down, keeping me in the dark murkiness where it feels like I’ll never get out.
It’s getting worse the closer I get to graduation. Between Fox and my parents my problems threaten to drag me so far down I’ll drown.
