Page 19 of Pretty Little Fears

SinceIfingered her at the party a couple weeks ago,I’vebeen avoiding speaking to her.Iwant her thoughts to be consumed with me.Myname, my face, my body.Ichose to stay away to allow her some time to process what we did.

Ididn’t want to stay away, and with the amount of timesI'veclimbed through this window to watch her sleep, technicallyIdidn’t.Butshe doesn't know that.Ineed to easeBlairinto the idea of us and my obsession for her.Idon't want to scare her off just yet.

Watchingher around campus and following her whenIhad the chance, allowed me to gain insight on her routines.

Memorizethem.

Usethem to my advantage.

Shefalls asleep every night around ten, thenIsneak in and stay until roughly four in the morning, fascinated by the way her chest rises and falls with every breath.HowbadlyI’vebeen aching to touch and please her.It’sconsumed my every thought asIhope it has for her.Ican’t help it any longer.Myobsession is heightening by the minute.

Hercloset has become my favorite place to be.

Ifeel my sanity slip a little more every timeIwatch her through the crack.

Sometimes,I’llstay to see her wake up in the morning and fuck, wasIpleased to see her today.Throughthe crack of her closet,Iwas able to hear her moans and it took less than a second for my cock to harden at the sound of her.

Blair’swhimpers and whispers of my name replayed through my mind all day long.Icouldn’t wait to go home and watchher all night, my own private film starring my little obsession.Ilet out a chuckle knowing how much she would fucking hate me if she knewIwas doing this.

Ifinish up connecting the multiple cameras to the livestreams.Checkingthe view from my phone,Ismile down at the multiple screens.Beingsatisfied with all the angles,Igrab my bag and search for the little presentIbrought for her.

AsI'mplacing the ruby envelope on her bedspread, the front door opens and then shuts.Iimmediately stiffen and adrenaline skirts down my spine.Theanticipation of getting caught floods my senses and causes me to abandon all logic.

AsIpass by her hamper, my cock jerks at the sight of a pair of pretty pink panties on the floor.Ipick it up and hold them to my nose whileIsniff, inhaling her delicious scent.

Ifeel fucking insane, butIcan’t find it in me to care.I’mfucking addicted.

Shovingthe pair in my pocket,Itiptoe and slide into her closet, leaving the door slightly cracked, just like she had it.Thankfullyit's dark out, and in my all black attire,Iwon’t stand out unlessIwant to.

Mybreathing starts to slow asIhear her approach.Istrain my ears to try and hear what she's doing.WhenIhear the faucet and water tank start to rumble,I'vegot my answer.Iknow right now would be a perfect time to leave, butIwant to see the look of fear on my little obsession’s face when she finds the noteI'veleft for her.

Aftersome time, the door knob to the room twists and the door quietly creaks open.Instantly,I'mmet with the smell of vanilla and coconut, and something uniquelyBlair.Wrappedin a fluffy white towel that does nothing to hide the shape of her curves, she steps into the room and closes the door behind her.

Atthe sight of her, through the crack of the closet door, my cock starts to swell in my sweatpants.Ireach down and rub the length before adjusting it just asBlairspots the letter lying on her bed.Shestiffens, andIcan hear the gasp of breath she takes as she slowly starts to walk towards it, the sound causes my cock to jerk in response.Pickingup the envelope, she's quiet for a moment as she reads.

“Whatthe fuck…” she whispers.Sheseems to lose all sense of fear as she starts to ball the note up in her hand, crumbling it and dropping it to the floor.Isigh in frustration and bring my thumb and pointer to massage the bridge of my nose.

Thatjust won’t fucking do.

Istep out from the closet, the door opening causesBlairto quickly whip around in my direction.Hereyes bug out of her head as she opens her mouth, seemingly to let out a shriek butI’mon her before she has the chance.Iwrap one hand around her and grab the nape of her neck while covering her mouth with the palm of my other hand.

“NowBlair, be a good girl and keep quiet.”Iwhisper.

Herchest rises and falls quickly with her frantic breaths, bringing my line of sight downward.It'sthen thatIrealize she no longer has on that fluffy little towel, leaving her entirely bare to me.Thematerial is pooled around her feet.Itrail my eyes down her body, taking in every intoxicating inch and committing it to memory.

Herbreasts are slightly bigger than a handful, with small dusty pink nipples.Iwonder how sensitive the little buds are.

Fuck.She’sfucking mesmerizing.Lettingmy gaze roam downward,Itrail my eyes over her slim waist and the flare of her hips.Iwant to grab them and sink my teeth into her perfect flesh, leaving my mark behind.

Blairsqueaks underneath the palm of my hand and tries to shove me backward by pushing her hands into my chest.Mygrip on the back of her neck tightens andIpull her face closer to mine.Ilook deep into her eyes seeing fear and anger swirling together.

Good, she should be scared.

Butunderneath that,Isee the undeniable want she clearly has for me.It'sthe only explanation as to why my pretty little obsession looked over her shoulder, in hopes of spotting me, everywhere she’s gone these past few weeks.

“I'mgoing to remove my hand, and you’re not going to make a sound.You’rea good girl.Youcan follow directions, isn’t that right baby?”

Noddingher head as much as my hold allows,Ipull my hand away from her mouth but keep my grip on her nape secure.

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