Page 21 of Pretty Little Fears

Herface holds a bright red blush.Ashocked expression covers her features and she’s unsure of how to react to what had just happened.

“Thankyou,Emmett.Thatwas wonderful,Emmett.Youcan do that anytime,Emmett.”Ichuckle and suggest playfully whenI’mmet with her silence.

Shescrunches her nose at me, “Youcannotdo that anytime.Whatyoucando is let yourself out.Sinceyou obviously let yourself in.”

“OhIwill, don’t worry about it.Sametime tomorrow?Orwere you next in line to disappear like those other students on campus?Doyou know how easy it was to get in here?”Iask, her eyes widening.

“You’reluckyIdidn’t kidnap you.ButImeanIcould, if you wanted me to.”Isnicker.

Shefalls backward onto her duvet and takes a deep breath, “Please, get out.”

Asmirk crawls onto my face.Ishake my head and stand.

Seeingher phone on the nightstand,Iswipe it and easily get past her home screen.Herlack of security will be the death of her.Blairrolls over onto her stomach and when she realizes whatIhave, she jumps off the bed and heads straight for me.Ipunch in my number and quickly send a text soIcan save her contact onceI’mout of here.

“Whatare you doing with my phone?”Sheasks, crossing her arms and pushing her delicious breasts together.Thebulge of my dick presses against my sweats, reminding me thatIneed to get home soIcan chase my own release to memories ofBlair’smoans of pleasure.

Blairis a tiny little ball of fire.I’mat least a foot taller than her and making eye contact requires me to press my chin into my chest.Lookingdown at her,Itake a loose strand of hair and tuck it behind her ear.Irub my knuckles down the side of her cheek.

“Begood for me, little obsession.Bethe good girl that you love pretending to be,I'llbe watching.”

Mywords cause her to furrow her brows as she pursues her lips.Sheopens her mouth to say something but decides against it.Lookingat her for a moment longer,Iturn on my heel and begin to climb out the window.OnceI’mout,Iturn, sticking my head inside.Oureyes meet andIflash my best smile at her.

“Ifyou didn’t want me sneaking in, you’d lock your windows.Maybeyou’ll learn your lesson.Maybeyou’ll leave it open for me andI’llcome visit you again.Thechoice is yours, baby.”Istand and push the window until it's sealed shut.

Openingmy phone,Ilet out a small laugh at the textIsent myself, happyIhave her number now.Isave her into my contacts as “MyLittleObsession,” and head home.

Everyso often,Ibring my fingers to my nose and inhale, reminding me of our brief time together.Blair’ssweet smell lingers and my cock throbs, angry at me for not taking her completely.Iwill, soon.Whenshe’s ready,Iwill give her all of me.Iwill claim her.

Iwill make hermine.

CHAPTER ELEVEN

BLAIR

Thenext coupleof weeks are quiet and mundane.Emmettkeeps his distance except for the occasional text.It’sleft me confused on where we stand after our previous encounters andI'mnot sure where the change has come from.He’smaking my brain hurt.

Emmett: I’m watching you, my little obsession.

Emmett: You were such a good girl today.

Buttoday was different.Gettinghome from class,Icheck the mailbox and find a bright red envelope, identical to the first ofEmmett’sweird love notes for me.

Isnatch it out of the mailbox and tuck it under my arm.Quickly,Iunlock the door, step inside, and let the door close behind me.Turningthe lock untilIhear it click,Irelax at the soundand retreat to my room.

Idrop my bag, kick off my shoes, and sit at the edge of my bed.Takingmy bottom lip between my teeth,Ichew on it while flipping the envelope over in my hands.

DoIeven want to know what's inside?Rippingopen the top,Iyank out the piece of paper and unfold it.Myeyes widen asIread his message.

LittleObsession,

Ithought the prettiest sound was when you begged for me to touch you.Youproved me wrong last night.Nothingcompares to your voice whispering my name asImake those pretty eyes roll back.

-Emmett

Thepaper starts to shake as my fingers tighten around it.I’mnot shaking with fear, though.It’sanger.Ican’t even get off in peace anymore.

Hefucking eavesdropped on me!Idon’t know whyI’msurprised, considering the nickname he has for me, hislittle obsession.Iscoff while tossing the note next to me.

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