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I check to see how ready she is as I jab my hand between her legs, finding the very thin material of her panties. The girl is fucking soaked.
I line my engorged dick up perfectly and slam all the way in. She cries out and then moans, maneuvering her hips back and forth. Her arms are placed above her head as she grabs onto her hair, keeping her arms up. I rip off the flimsy silk that’s covering her breasts.
She screeches with wide open eyes, getting ready to say something but I don’t give her a chance as I start bucking into her, fucking whatever she has to say right out of her mouth.
I slow my movements down and pull down the cups of her bra that’s holding her delectable tits in place. These beauties aren’t natural but who cares, they’re still fucking bitable. Which is what I do as I pump hard and slow down, rotating my hips taking turns in between each breast tasting, biting, and licking.
It doesn’t take long until she plateaus. She sings a melody and whimpers, classical as her pussy grips the ever loving fucking shit out of my dick.
I tremble as a chill runs through me. Smacking me upside the head as I pull out. Making sure she’s steady on her feet before I flip her around. Giving her no choice as I bend her over. Putting her hands flat against the wall her back was previously against. It looks like I’m frisking her, but with her ass in the air.
I fuck her harder and faster, she screams in delight as I grunt, finding my happy ending. Doesn’t take long until I release, coming hard into her. I wasted too much time to properly get laid like this.
Several seconds pass. I don’t move, savoring every damn feeling traveling through me.
I quickly fix my pants and the rest of my suit as I stand back up, using a handkerchief left in my coat pocket to place the used condom in, before putting it back into my pocket.
She turns around, her skin is flushed. Her smile is wide and her legs and arms are fluid.
She looks up at me smiling, until she spots the expression on my face, one of hatred.
Before she can dislodge the scream that’s been building up in the past second, I wrap both my hands around her throat, squeezing and cutting off her air supply, also cutting off her pleas for help.
Choking her will take too damn fucking long. I ignore the scared and terrified look pooling in her eyes as I effortlessly flipher back around. This gives me a better advantage as I sharply twist her neck, snapping the life right out of her.
The fear that intwines with every moment in your life comes out at the last-second and hers was huge. She realized how much she fucked up.
If I’m ever asked, I will admit that this bitch could fuck.
At least now she can’t fucking steal from anyone else. No other person in this world will be a victim. I casually clean up and leave out the back door. Still shaking my fucking head. I did not expect to go that far. But Remy was right. I desperately needed to let loose.
I sent a text to the asshole to pick me up at the mouth of the alley. No one can see me, even the guard wasn’t manning the door anymore. I was never fucking here, and no one will say otherwise. My job is fucking done.
Chapter
Three
Taylor
My father comes to a screeching stop in front of the most beautiful college I’ve ever seen. I ignore several of the looks from students as they glare at our loud, older silver truck.
Santorin University looks like several Victorian-style older buildings have been merged together to create this forbidden college. It’s ominous and dark but it’s also breathtaking. At least there’s no gargoyles on the top that might suddenly fall on me.
I step out of the back seat of my dad’s old truck. It’s only ten years old and he bought it brand new. Looking toward where my father’s standing and looking at all the other cars that are driving up, he doesn’t match the limousines, Bentleys, and he knows this. A lot of the students are driving themselves in Maserati’s, and I’ve spotted six Lambos, it’s fucking insane. Why the hell does a student going to college need this type of showcase car?Because they can.
“It’s not too late to change your mind,” my mom says as she moves next to me, wrapping her arm around me, pulling me to her side in comfort. I love when she does that. She realizes at the same time I do, I’m way out of my league here.
“I’m good, I’ll be fine,” I say as I move into her and give her a big hug, not caring about all the people distastefully watching us. Most of the new students are waving their parents off, not wanting any of their emotional hugs before they leave their homes for good. I see the pain that radiates through all of them but mostly on my mom’s face. “I’ve got this. It’s gonna be awesome and I’m really excited.” I plaster on my best fake smile, which has worked before. I hope it works now.
All of us grab a piece of my luggage. I don’t have that much, two smaller suitcases and a backpack, as we head into the administration office. It’s cold out right now, even though it’s the freaking middle of August in New York. It’s the chilly kind of rain that sprinkles, misty with fog stationed everywhere. I’m thankful that I did check the weather and I decided to wear jeans, a white T-shirt, a brown cardigan and my comfy running shoes.
In the back of my mind, I wish I would’ve had more time to research this school. In hindsight, why would I? It’s elusive, and way out of my reach.
My parents stop outside of the admin office and put down my suitcases. I’d rather do this out here instead of going inside with other people. I freaking hate goodbyes.
I wrap myself around my mom, who buries her head in my shoulder and weeps silently. She’s the type that doesn’t want to grab attention to us but I know this is heartbreaking for her. “I love you, I’ll be fine,” I whisper in her ear as she pulls away and goes and sits in the car. She’s always hated goodbyes, who doesn’t?
My dad pulls me in for one of his huge bear hugs. My eyes start to fill up with unshed tears as I wrap myself around him. My father and I have always really been close, he’s my safety net. I love my parents to death but I don’t know what I would do without my father.
