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“Oh God.”
The cups of her bra go next, giving me the access I need.
“Yes. Yes. Yes,” she chants when I pinch her nipples.
“Your pussy squeezes me so fucking tight,” I groan, barely holding it together. “Come for me. Let me feel how much you love my cock.”
“Theo. Fuck. YESSSS.”
“Good girl,” I praise, making her gush before I fill her once again.
Our heaving breaths are the only thing that can be heard as we come down from our highs.
“Fuck. I needed that. Thanks.”
A laugh of disbelief tumbles from Raine’s lips as I lower her back to the desk and pull out. But it soon dies when she turns back to look at me and finds me fully dressed again and at the door ready to leave.
“Theo?” she warns.
“Thanks for the ride, Raine.” And then I’m gone, leaving only the sound of her angry voice to follow me.
29
RAINE
Istare at the door in disbelief.
He didn’t…
Except, he did.
Theo tied me up, fucked me six ways to Sunday, and then left me here as if it meant nothing.
Fuck.
Anger and shame swirl in my chest as I try desperately to loosen the rope binding my wrists. But Theo must have been a Boy Scout in a previous life because it doesn’t give even a millimetre.
With a frustrated huff, I sink down to the cold floor and try to figure out my options. I could walk out of here with my head held high and find help. But there would be too many questions. Not to mention the fact he’s completely ruined my uniform.
And the only people I could turn to are Millie or Tally and the girls.
Not happening.
Running my eyes around the place, I search for something that might help me. I spot some gardening shears and an idea springs to mind.
I won’t be able to hold them properly, since my wrists are bound and all, but maybe I can wedge them open and slice the ropes apart.
It’s risky but what other choice do I have?
Theo isn’t coming back.
He got what he wanted. Epic sex and my humiliation.
A shiver goes through me as I remember how good it was. We might clash in every way possible but when we touch it’s nothing but perfect chemistry.
Damn him.
I manage to clamber to my feet and go over to the counter. It’s a bit tricky setting the shears in place but I manage to open them and anchor them apart. Carefully I align the rope between my wrists and start sawing it against the sharpened blade. My pulses thunders in my ears as I try to focus. One wrong move and—
