“Fuck!”
Picking up the landline, I dial Ahren’s number and wait for it. A few rings later, his voice comes through the line. “What’s—”
“She’s here,” I grit out. My hands are still shaking with rage.
“What?” I can tell he’s sleepy from the grogginess in his voice, but when it takes me a moment to answer, he interrupts my thoughts. “Oh fuck,” Ahren mumbles as the noise of his bedding shifting comes through the line. “I’ll be there in a few.”
I hang up without answering him because I’m already deep in thought. I can’t believe she is back, but showing her face at the school is against the rules we set out. If it weren’t for the agreement Ahren and I came to with her, I would never have gotten the job at Black Mountain Academy. But now that she’s here, I have a feeling nothing is going to stop her from telling everyone about last summer. When Ahren fucked her while I watched.
Usually, that wouldn’t be a problem. I didn’t enter her, and she was eighteen, but what I’m most worried about is that she knows there was a video. And I have a feeling she’s here to get it back.
When I told Arabella I’ve done bad things, I wasn’t lying. But I wasn’t expecting the past to step right into my present and presumably fuck up my future. My phone rings once more, and I want to ignore it, but when I reach it as it beckons from the floor, I see Arabella’s name, and I smile.
I. Fucking. Smile.
“Hi,” I answer, keeping my voice low.
“Hi.” She sounds as if she’s about to pass out, but I can also hear the smile in her voice. “I wanted to see if you’re still awake.”
“So you called me after midnight?” I can’t stop the banter. It’s natural, nothing like I’ve experienced before.
“I figured if you weren’t awake, being an old man and all, I would have left you a naughty voice message,” she tells me with a giggle that’s both seductive and sweet. Jesus, this girl is driving me up the fucking wall. I wasn’t lying earlier when I told her my cock is always hard when she’s around. It’s true.
“Well then, what if I hang up and you call back?” I propose to her. “That way I can ignore your call and you can leave me that naughty message.” The anger slowly dissipates as I listen to her laugh. It’s boisterous, free, as if she’s not got a care in this world. Perhaps she doesn’t for this moment, and I settle in my chair and pray I can forget the rage that slowly took over me moments ago.
I know Ahren will be here soon, so I can’t be long, but for a moment, I think about giving her what she needs.
“Are you needy for me?”
Her breath hitches at my question, and I smile. “Yes, I am.”
My mouth tilts to her response. The breathy way she admits it only has my erection pressing against my zipper. “Good. Then I want you to take your index finger and slowly trace a line over your lips, top one, then lower one. And gently press your tongue to the bottom of your mouth. Imagine it’s my thumb.”
She doesn’t respond, but her breathing is hard and fast.
“Then I want you to take that almost-wet finger and slide it over each nipple, slow and steady. Don’t rush.” My own hand moves to my crotch. I can’t take my cock out, but I’ll enjoy the tension that builds from just listening to her. “Then I want you to trail it down to your stomach, lower to your panties, and under that slinky material I’m sure you’re wearing.”
“What if I wasn’t wearing panties?” Her challenge is clear. She’s losing her inhibitions and allowing me in. Something I wanted since the first day of school.
“Then you’re a bad girl, and when we’re alone again, I’m going to punish you with my thick cock,” I tell her, my tone feral and animalistic. “Now touch my pussy. Feel how wet you are just listening to my voice,” I keep going. “Imagine me above you, looming over you, my hand over your mouth, keeping you quiet while you know it’s wrong feeling like this about me.”
“Elian.” My name has added fuel to the already raging fire burning me from the inside out. “Please,” she pleads, and my cock weeps. When I felt her tonight, how tight she is, and just how wet she got, I hadn’t felt pain like that before. The agony of not feeling her around my dick in that moment took hold of me. It’s fierce.
“Push two fingers inside, just like I did earlier,” I command her. “Slowly pump them in and out. Imagine my tongue and fingers fucking you, getting you ready to take my dick in that pretty cunt.”