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The photos taken during my walk turn out to be even more beautiful than I’d hoped, and so I send one to Mom. The hike, however, was a bigger challenge. My mind is foggy with anticipation. If Austin doesn’t want to fight, then what on earthdoeshe want?
By the time I make it back to campus, I feel exhausted, having replayed that video at least a dozen times in my mind. Who filmed me, and why?Sohumiliating.
I wish I was back in New York. Back with my family.
But I’m not.
I take a hot shower and decide on a pair of sweatpants and a shirt with a hoodie over it. As I’m walking to his room, I’m so nervous that I have to psyche myself up quite a few times. Result: I get there nearly thirty minutes late hoping that’s not gonna be a reason for his temper to be ignited. Or worse, a reason for him to send the video out to my family.
He doesn’t know who you are.
Austin opens the door with a wicked smirk. “So you decided to show up after all? Thought you’d be too scared.” I swallow and give him a single blink, then follow him into his room—a room that looks identical to mine. The same chestnut flooring, double bed placed in the middle with fitted wardrobes and a desk on the other wall. “Take a seat.” He plops down on the one by his desk and raises a brow.
I look around, but there’s no other chair in the room. “Where do you want me?”
“On my bed.”
“I don’t think—”
“Don’t think. On my bed.”
I hesitate only briefly before gingerly doing as he says. I shouldn’t have come here.
Austin rolls his chair closer, now facing me as I shift uncomfortably. “That’s it, princess,” he croons, “Just sit down and give me your phone.”
“What?No.” I protectively put my hand on my pocket, realizing too late that I’ve given myself away. Austin grins and comes even closer, allowing our knees to touch. I try to scramble back, but he squeezes my legs between his own strong thighs, giving himself access to my pocket.
He chuckles. “Hm, this is going to be fun. You look like you’re about to piss yourself, dude.” I open my mouth to retort, but instead let in a sharp breath of air when Austin places both hands on my legs. The unfamiliar heat where they touch is instantaneous. And distracting as hell.
“There, that’s better. Now you can’t run off anywhere. So, where were we? Ah, you were handing over your phone.” He laughs, then fishes the phone out with a triumphant smirk and holds it up briefly to show off his trophy. “Password?”
I stare at him in disbelief. “Oh, come on man. I’m not going to—”
“Password or the deal is off and I’ll send out that video to every single person who’s interested.”
I sigh, a feeling of desperation crawling up my spine. “1809.”
Austin tries the digits and gives me a wide grin as the phone unlocks. He lazily scrolls through the names, then huffs. “Bro?”
Logan. My brother and best friend. I give him a shaky shrug. “So?”
He shakes his head, his grin still lingering on his lips as he continues his search. It won’t give him anything, because this is only one of the many burner phones I have. When he looks up, his large, brown eyes finding mine again, he chuckles, “It’s so easy to mess around with you.”
“What the—?” I snarl, but flinch when he cups my jaw and studies me far too closely. I should pull away, save some dignity and keep my secrets. Instead, I watch Austin’s dark gaze taking in every movement of his finger. My insides are doing all sorts of crazy things, creating a tingling feeling everywhere his touch lingers. Despite all that, I manage to bite out, “Let’s just get this over with. What do you want?”
Not at all impressed by my outburst, he keeps on tracing the shape of my lips as I speak, and his lips curve into a lazy smirk. Worse, my body reacts to him instantly, and my cock grows harder in my sweats. I place a hand over my groin, trying to hide my arousal in embarrassment.
His fingers grab my cheeks more firmly as he forces me to look at him. “Touch yourself,” he growls. “I want you to show me how much you enjoyed watching me.”
My brows knit together as I stumble, “W—what?”
Austin gives me a grin that makes me feel both hot and cold. “Show me how you cum, with my name on your lips.”
Though his words make me feel both horny and scared as hell, I go into full-on defense mode. “What the hell, man? Are you crazy?” I try to stand, but Austin pulls me back down onto his bed, his strong thighs squeezing my legs more firmly. “If you do that for me, I might just get that video to disappear, and your family, or anyone here on campus, will never know about your dirty little secret.” He waves with my phone. “Chop chop, princess. It’s almost quarter till. At eleven the lights go out and you have to be back in your room. Unless you wanna spend the night here with me? All the filthy things I could do to you.”
My heart’s racing now, and I wipe my sweaty, trembling hands on his pants. “I can’t just—”
“Let me get you in the mood,” Austin mumbles, and that’s the only warning I get before he crushes my lips with his own. And oh my God, despite his venomous words, his lips taste divine. Soft and plush as they tease mine in a way that makes my cock rock hard on the spot. After all these years of fantasizing, I can’t believe that we’re actually doing this. Austin’s smooth fingers curl around my crotch, palming my hard-on through my jeans. I let out a surprised cry, wondering where my protective hand went. I find it brushing Austin’s dark hair, enjoying the texture of the thick strands. And then his tongue enters my mouth and muffles my surprised groan as he lazily explores every inch of it with skilled precision.
