AllFreeNovel
Share Us
Saint: Shut the fuck up Colton.
Saint : NO WAY!
Caleb: Yes fucking way!
Saint: Don’t let her out of your sight. She doesn’t have her mommy to protect her this time.
Colton: Oh shit, someone’s in trouble.
Chapter Fourteen
Caleb
Ihideintheshadows keeping my distance where she can’t see me. My eyes never leave her for a second as she walks hurriedly around the library towards the science section.
Why the rush princess? I think to myself as I watch her stick that biteable ass in the air when she bends down to run her finger over each book on the bottom shelf. I’m instantly brought back to the first day I met her in that tiny string bikini that clung to every inch of her smoking hot body like a second skin. The memory has my cock hard as steel. Those big brown eyes haven’t been far from my mind. Every girl I’ve fucked since has had her face on their bodies when I came. Fuck, I can’t count how many times I fisted myself in the shower to visions of those plump lips. My favourite is picturing her down on her knees begging for my cock like a good girl with her mouth open wide and ready.
It doesn’t take long for Saint and Colton to catch up to me pulling me out of my fantasy.
Saints changed his tune from earlier judging by the shit eating grin on his face, whilst Colton looks pissed with a face of thunder.
“What’s up with moody Myrtle over here?” I ask Saint.
Saint slings his arm around Colton’s shoulder pulling him in close.
“He’s just discovered that his mystery girl is the same one we’re after.”
“How’d you know she’s the same girl?” I ask trying to keep my voice natural. I don’t want to come across possessive over a girl I don’t even fucking know, but she’s mine. I don’t play well with others who think they can have what’s mine.
“I described the chick at the beach,” replies Saint.
“Can’t we give this one a pass, just this once?” Colton begs. “Fuck, I really liked this girl.”
“NO,” Saint and I say in unison.
He bows his head, “Fuck’s sake.”
Chapter Fifteen
Jordin
Icheckmyphonefor the time before I shoot off a quick text to Lexy letting her know I’m on my way and won’t be long. However, as I exit the empty library I quickly regret putting it back in my pocket because an uneasy feeling washes over me like I’m being watched, or followed making a shiver run down my spine. My body tenses as I check over my shoulder multiple times just to be sure but no one’s there.
“Snap out of it Jordin. There’s no one following you,” I say inwardly, trying to convince myself that I’m just being paranoid when suddenly I’m grabbed from behind and lifted clean off the floor. I scream but only low mumbles escape as a large hand covers my mouth, dragging me into a nearby room that’s plunged into darkness. I’m terrified and can’t see for shit. Thankfully my fight or flight response has woken the fuck up as I kick and punch out at whoever the hell has their hands on me. My lungs burn as my heart pounds furiously in my chest. The hand around my mouth wont let up and I struggle to breathe through my nose. There’s at least two that I can tell. One has a tight grip on my body pinning it to a wall. The other forces themselves in between my legs, stopping me from kicking out. I try my best to break free but it’s no use. The harder I’m pinned the quicker my strength fades. When I try to calm down my breathing, I realise that someone is speaking.
“I’m going to take my hand off your mouth. Be a good girl and don’t scream princess or else. Nod if you understand.”
Eventually I nod.
Wait. Princess? He called me princess; it doesn’t sound like Max, but he could be here with one of his cronies.
My body begins to shake. If I play this smart then maybe I can call out for help. I nod again and the hand around my mouth is taken away. I’m panting so heavily that each time I take a deep breath my breasts brush up against the strong muscular body pinning me in place in between my legs. Whoever this is this situation is turning the sicko on. If he moves just a little my knee can make sure the bastard never has a hard-on ever again.
“Max? Please. Let me go. Please. You said you wouldn’t do this again,” I plea, hoping he’ll listen.
The one holding my left hand in place eases his hold just a fraction as if their taken aback. I take the opportunity to strike out, freeing my hands momentarily but I’m easily overpowered back in place again.
A bright light switches on overhead making me blink several times and that’s when they come into focus.
