Page 48 of Under the Bed

He gets up, snatches his mask, and strolls toward the front door without a care in the world.

I’m left here alone, my world in ruins, my orgasm running down my thighs.

All alone.

Again.

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KALEB

Toying with Shiloh wasn’t as entertaining as I thought it would be.

Watching her cry and shiver for me was hot. I could’ve stayed there for hours. Given her all the pleasure shedidn’t want.

But now that I stroll out her door and head out to my new home, my chest tightens.

Missing her brings back the constant pain. The persistent ache from my years at Berkshire. I’d double back, to go to her, except this isn’t how this game works.

Besides, I’ve got shit to do.

I slip into my temporary home, throw my boxers into the washer, and then into the dryer. While I wait, I suck on my fingers, tasting her orgasm on my tongue.

Since I can’t keep wearing Elron’s clothes, I use his laptop and credit card to order new ones. Gloves, rug, tarp, and weights too. Same-day delivery, of course. Elron is a generous man.

Was.

While I wait, I swipe the apartment clean. Using bleach and opening the windows does wonders to make the stench of death evaporate.

Ding!My boxers are dry.

I put them on and shrug on one of Elron’s oversized hoodies. Thankfully, the skinny man had a few of those. I pull on the hood over my head, shove his aviator sunglasses up my nose, and leave toward the convenience store on the main street.

Without my mask.

Can’t draw too much attention to myself.

Shiloh will find out where I live, and no, that’s not going to happen.

The guy at the register doesn’t even look up when I pay for the food and burner phone.

Good for him.

Good for me.

I’m back in my apartment, inhaling the scent of bleach. The stench of blood and death is long gone. A few hours later, my clothes, boots, and work tools are delivered to my doorstep.

I should be satisfied.

I’m not.

Shiloh’s spending her day in college, out of my reach. Dry-humping her this morning has done nothing to satisfy my need for her. It’s been hours that we’ve been apart, and fuck.

I’m starving.

To touch her. To learn everything I can about her.

Who are her professors? Does she have any new friends there? Has anyone asked her out? Tried to touch her?

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