LOGINOne night, One mistake, And now Vaughn acts like he owns parts of me I never meant to give. When Vaughn walked in on me touching myself, I should have screamed, pushed him out, anything to get rid of him, but instead? I spread my legs and did everything he asked of me. It was supposed to be one night, one reckless encounter, but when I let him fuck me he couldn't walk away. Now I have to see him every day on campus, I have to run without getting caught in his trap, but it appears to be too late for that, and I might like this cage I'm in.
View MoreLater that evening, I drag myself to the cafe for my shift. I immediately get to mopping, the register is occupied, and someone is already making coffee.Everything is going fine until someone spills coffee behind me, somewhere I just mopped.“Oops.” Someone hisses. I turn around to find one of Vaughn’s toys, the one who is always clinging to him at parties. Talia Voss, long legs, glossy everything and a rotten attitude.“Clumsy me,” she giggles, not an ounce of regret in her tone or eyes. “Clean that up, peasant.”“Excuse me?” I gasp.She pours a little more of her coffee on the floor, smiling widely. “Clean it up, isn’t that your job?”I let the mop handle clatter to the floor before I smack it across her face. She’s picked the wrong day and the wrong lwrskn. I stare her down, trying to decide if she is worth the fight or not. She and her little posy are laughing, mocking me now. I don’t know what it is, maybe it’s the fact that I’m tired or her face has b
I can’t form words.Every thrust steals the air out of my lungs, grazing against that spot deep inside me that makes it harder not to scream how good he feels. The sofa creaks beneath us, every time we move. I find myself rocking against him, funny how fast your body learns to take what it needs even if it’s your first time.“God, please,” I whimper, my pierced nipples dragging against the rough fabric of the sofa with each rock of my body, the pain fuses with the pleasure inside my pussy. It sends sweet jolts straight to my clit, making it ache with desperation. I reach down to touch myself, but Vaughn grabs my arm and pins it against my back.“No,” he groans. “You will come from my cock alone or not at all. Show me how bad you need it, my good luck slut.” he demands, slapping my ass.I while, pushing my hips back and rolling to the rhythm of his thrust. “That’s it,” he groans. “Fuck, darling. I’m going to come if you keep this up.” He groans, thrusting harder, faster.My stomach coi
I can’t form words.Every thrust steals the air out of my lungs, grazing against that spot deep inside me that makes it harder not to scream how good he feels. The sofa creaks beneath us, every time we move. I find myself rocking against him, funny how fast your body learns to take what it needs even if it’s your first time.“God, please,” I whimper, my pierced nipples dragging against the rough fabric of the sofa with each rock of my body, the pain fuses with the pleasure inside my pussy. It sends sweet jolts straight to my clit, making it ache with desperation. I reach down to touch myself, but Vaughn grabs my arm and pins it against my back.“No,” he groans. “You will come from my cock alone or not at all. Show me how bad you need it, my good luck slut.” he demands, slapping my ass.I while, pushing my hips back and rolling to the rhythm of his thrust. “That’s it,” he groans. “Fuck, darling. I’m going to come if you keep this up.” He groans, thrusting harder, faster.My stomach coi
“Hello, Darling. Miss me?”“What are you doing here?” I swallow.He lets himself in, “Clean.” He remarks, “I thought your friend was a slob from the mess she left at my guys’ dorm but no, she’s good at keeping her space clean.”“Yes, Arielle is very clean.” I tell him, “But I asked you what you’re doing here?”I have a game this eveningOkay? And you’re telling me because...I don’t get it. I’m neither a cheerleader nor—”“Do you remember what happened last time? Before the friendly game?”Heat crawls up my neck so fast I feel dizzy. I remember. God, I remember every second. The way he’d backed me against the lockers, the feel of the cold metal biting into my skin while he fucked me hard and fast, whispering filthy things in my ear until we both came. He’d scored after that and won. His words from that day echo in my mind. Ritual.“You can’t be serious,” I scoff. “You came here to remind me of some stupid deluded ritual you conjured after acting like I






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