The motion is erotic and makes my legs clench, or maybe it’s the attentive way he watches me swallow every drop. Sucking his fingers clean.
The more appreciation he shows, the more diligent I become.
A gruff sound leaves his throat as he taps my lips one final time. “I knew you had an oral fixation.”
He leans over and brushes his lips against mine.
It’s a small kiss, way too soft compared to everything he’s done. Actually, the softest thing he’s done.
But then he bites my lower lip and I gasp when a metallic taste explodes in my mouth.
Jeremy licks it, then taps his own bite that I gave him. “Next time, I’ll draw your virgin blood.”
“There will be a next time?” I ask, a little scared, a little excited.
“Oh, there will be a next time.” He strokes my hair back. “You’ll be mine to do with as I please.”
“What if I don’t want to?”
“I wasn’t asking.”
“Are you going to have sex with me?”
“I won’t have sex with you, Cecily. I will fuck you.”
I slowly close my eyes, letting a tear loose. I’m not sure what type of tear it is.
A resignation tear probably.
I don’t wait for him to leave as I let my body relax, wishing the dream would end.
Wishing the dream would never end.
Wishing this wasn’t a dream.
12
JEREMY
Idon’t know how long I stand at the side of Cecily’s bed.
All I’m sure of is that I remain here, unmoving, watching, observing, long after she falls back asleep with tears rimming her eyes.
I reach out a thumb and wipe away those tears, smear them on the tiny freckles, then crush them between my fingers.
She’s probably sad that it’s not her fucker of a prince who came to claim her in the middle of the night.
Now that she’s asleep, she looks like the personification of inward innocence mixed with a poor relationship with her sensory world.
Theworstrelationship.
She’s awkward at expressing herself, being spontaneous, and letting go, even when her friends do. I know because I’ve been watching her.
Not up close and personal like following her home from the shelter or the library, but I’ve been around enough to know her schedule, where she goes and with whom.
I took a step back to give her room and see if she’d use the opening to throw herself at Landon again. Color me surprised when they only met within their group of friends and only rarely.
She wasn’t texting him back and forth, vying for his attention like a fangirl either.