Page 9 of Pursuing Hartley


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“Keep the fuck away from her,” I growl and his eyes widen as he falls to the floor. I feel her eyes on me before I allow myself to look at her. I don’t want to give myself away just yet.

“Thank you,” she breathes and I hate that I am about to walk away from her but I’m not ready.

I walk towards the punch table and eye Lauren and Hex. He is standing behind her, he towers over her and one of his hands curls round her slim waist.

“Nice of you to join us,” Lauren says as she fills a cup with alcohol.

“Wish I could say the same,” I take the cup from her and shrug my shoulders up. I retract back and into the crowd where I wait.

Just for a little while longer.

I want to build up the tension.

I’m like a hunter watching his prey and waiting for her to make the move.

Because once she does.

I’m going to pounce.

I want to see her squirm, feel her beneath me and watch as she squeezes her pretty thighs together knowing that I am going to sink between them when I am good and ready.

So I just watch.

* * *

I have no idea how long I have been watching her, but I feel guilty that I have just left her there waiting for me. She has no idea if I am here or not. She glances down at her watch and she finally steps forward and walks in my direction. For a moment I think she knows I have been standing here the whole time but she walks past me, completely ignoring me. I wait for a moment before I follow her out into the halls.

There are so many rooms I just don’t know where she is heading, but I move towards her old class. The class where a lot of my fantasies played out.

The one place I am dying to fuck her in.

I move fast but cautious, trying my hardest not to draw attention to myself. I move with stealth as I take the stairs two at a time.

My heart drums in my chest the closer I get and then jealousy rips through me at the thought of her being with someone else.

No.

She wouldn’t.

I turn the corner and I hear the sound of her heels clicking across the floor and my stomach knots. She looks over her shoulder and sees me following and I’m not sure if it’s fear I see flash in her eyes or excitement. Either way it drives me forward, my cock hard at what I am about to do to her.

She slips into her classroom and my own excitement explodes inside of me.

But instead of rushing in there, I fall back and wait.

I want the anticipation to slowly consume her to the point that she can’t take any more because it becomes unbearable. I don’t want to rush this moment.

I have been waiting for seven years.

Seven years and I am just about to live out my favorite fantasy.

Looking down at my gloved hand, the print of boned hands in front of me and I smirk.

I am going to destroy her.

In the best possible way.

ChapterSeven

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