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My stomach rocks as my nails sink into the soft fabric covering the couch. I squeeze my eyes shut and tell myself it can’t last forever. It will be over soon. I just have to get through it and then he’ll let me go.
“Good girl,” he murmurs almost soothingly as his hand caresses my ass. It’s a fleeting, depraved gesture of comfort that makes my heart sink, then I hear his zipper.
Panicked, I start to raise up off the couch. “You said—”
He pushes my face back down into the cushions. Panic seizes me and I start to fight again, but his previous words rush in and I manage to override the instinct.
I don’t know if Landon’s word means anything. He tricked me at the party when he made me bargain with him and then after I kissed him, he still went for more.
But realistically, I’m at his mercy.
He’ll take whatever he wants to take because he knows I won’t fucking scream, and I certainly don’t possess the physical strength to fight him off.
I have tohopehis word means something and vow to never let him get me alone like this again.
Reality whispers across my mind, determined to dash my hopes with the solemn reminder that this is only the second week of senior year. Thebeginningof the second week.
It feels different this time when he pushes himself against me. I don’t have to look to know he’s taken his cock out. My shorts and panties are still on, but I no longer have the barrier ofhisfabric to protect me.
“Next time you think about wearing these shorts in public,” he murmurs, rubbing his cock against the soft fabric, “Don’t.”
Next time you think about being a rapey asshole, don’t, I think, but I keep my mouth shut since it’s likely to only get me in more trouble.
He simulates fucking me through my clothing for several more minutes, but I don’t start to fight until he peels my shorts down, exposing my ass in just my underwear. He squeezes until it hurts, then slides his fingers down to rub my pussy through the thin fabric.
My muscles are trembling from the strain of this position and holding back all the noises that tried to escape me as he rubbed his cock against me. I know it’s physiological and I can’t control it, but I refuse to let him get me off. I tell myself that will only make him feel better about what he’s doing, but I don’t know if he feels any shame over it. I don’t know how far gone he is.
Flashbacks from the night he broke into my house replay in my head as he fingers me through my panties. I wiggle my hips to try to get him to stop.
Then I gasp, a warm, wet sensation hitting my ass and leaking down to reach my pussy as he groans, pushing forward with one slower, longer stroke.
My heart pounds and I can scarcely breathe as I lay there motionless. The wetness trickles down my left thigh, and my skin feels so hot I think I may explode.
He sighs, a heavy sigh of relief.
I draw several loud, hitching breaths and try to ignore the reality that he justcame on me.
Once he recovers enough to regain his strength, he pulls my shorts back up to cover my ass. I can still feel his cum on my panties, pressed against my skin.
Horror swells up inside me, my muscles shaking as I crawl forward and climb off the couch. I can’t look at him as I stumble. He reaches out to grab me on instinct so I don’t fall, but I swat his hand away and dart around him.
I don’t know what to feel as I race up the stairs and make my way to my room. I close the door behind me and press my back against it, then I slide down until I’m hugging my knees to my chest.
My mind is blessedly blank. I can feel chaos beneath the blanket of blackness covering everything, but I don’t have the energy to deal with it right now.
I’m drained.
Defeated.
I thought I had arranged for safety tonight, but then I let him lure me right out of it.
When my muscles stop shaking, I push up off the floor. I have to get out of this soiled clothing. Before I climb into my bed, I need to clean him off me, too.
I check to make sure Hannah is sleeping, then I walk softly into my bathroom. I turn on the shower, and robotically, I undress.
I stand and look at myself in the mirror completely naked. The same pale, freckled complexion looks back at me.
But I feel different.
