A pang of guilt went through me. Not for the first time, I wondered if I was wrong about everything I was trying to do. It was wrong of me to dangle this carrot in front of her, I thought. It was, wasn’t it? It was mean to try to get her to help me so that I could get close to her and then expose her father’s lies.
It was cruel.
But there was a part of me that liked having her close to me, a part of me that really enjoyed having her near me. Perhaps most horribly, there was a deep sickness within me that wanted to keep her by my side forever.
It wasn’t often that a girl interested me the way Paige did. She had a sort of demure calmness about her that was wildly addictive, and I knew that if I wasn’t careful, she was going to be my undoing.
“Do you want me to sit down?” She asked quietly, gesturing to the desk. There was a laptop there with a stack of papers.
“Yes,” I told her. “I need you to find the information on the forms and enter it into a new template. Here. I’ll show you how.”
We walked to the desk and she sat down. I stood behind her, leaned over, and explained everything that I needed from her. Every so often, I’d lose my focus and start thinking about her shampoo, or the way her neck smelled sweet, or what she looked like when she masturbated.
“This seems easy,” she said.
“Were you worried?”
“A little.”
“Why?”
“Well, you know.”
“I don’t know.”
“I was worried about disappointing you.”
“Oh, Paige,” I pushed away a strand of hair. “I don’t think you could disappoint me if you tried.”
“Well, if I tried, I probably could,” she laughed. “I could do anything if I put my mind to it.”
“Do I need to spank you again?” I whispered, pressing my lips to her ear. A shiver shot through her body, but she shook her head.
“I’ll be good,” she said. “I promise.”
“Good girl,” I pressed a kiss to the top of her head. It was an unintended gesture, and something I probably shouldn’t have done. Still, I did, and the
only thing I could do next was to excuse myself before things got out of control.
If she kissed me again, I was going to go crazy with excitement. Even though I fully planned to sleep with Paige, it wasn’t going to be the gentle lovemaking she was probably used to. It was going to be rough and tumble and wild. It was going to be perfect. I was going to make her come at least three, maybe four times.
I’d make sure that when this was all over, she’d remember me.
I’d make sure she’d never forget.
Chapter 11
Paige
“So he just had you do...research?” Fawn was lying on her belly on the living room floor. She had books and notebooks spread out all around her. Probably, we should have been going to a party or doing something cool. Instead, we were having a weekend study session after my big first day with Mr. Locke.
“Yeah,” I said. I started pulling out my own books. Fawn and I were in different classes, but we still liked studying together. We couldn’t necessarily help each other, but we could sit in the same place while we worked. Sometimes, that was enough. Having someone who could help you stay focused and make sure you weren’t just scrolling through your phone could be wildly helpful.
At least, that had been our experience.
“What kind of research?”
“Boring, random stuff.”