Page 19 of Vapor

“It’s at your house. You should be there already.” I struggle against his punishing grip.

“Why are you so insistent on pushing me away?” he demands.“In three months, you’ll be mine.”

“I want to do everything right,” I say, grasping at the first excuse that pops into my head.“I doubt my father would have let you come up had he known what you really wanted.”

“Is it so wrong to want to fuck my future wife?” His lips twist into a sneer.

“We can’t. I can’t. Not before my wedding night.” I finally manage to free myself and stumble back against the wall.

“I don’t want to wait.”

“Which I get, but that doesn’t mean I’m willing to compromise my values to make you happy.”

“So, your good girl act is real,” he muses.“I thought it was cultivated to drive me crazy.”

“Not at all. I will be a proper wife, but you must wait until we’re married before…” My voice trails off because the thought of sleeping with him disgusts me so much my throat closes.

“I understand,” he says in a tight tone.

“We should be going.” I push off the wall and try to pass him, but he catches my upper arm, stopping me.

His mouth brushes my ear, sending shivers of revulsion down my spine.“What if you just sucked my cock for now?”

“Justin!” I pull my arm out of his grasp.“Don’t be so crude.”

“Don’t be such a cock tease.”

“You’re such a—”

“What?” he demands.“Keep playing the innocent, because come our wedding night, I’m going to make you show me what you really are.”

“Which is?”

“A dirty little whore whose father trained to be a dick tease. I know all about how you got your nickname. Tormenting all those high school boys until their balls turned blue. Blue. I’m surprised you embraced the nickname. A truly nice girl would have rejected it.”

“You don’t know a damn thing about who I am.”

I stomp past him, fully intending to call the ride service my father insists I use. There’s no way I’m getting into a car with Justin, not when he’s like this. I wouldn’t put it past him to force me to do the vile things he talks about.

He catches up to me on the front porch.“Blue, wait.”

I pull my phone out of my clutch.“I’m calling a car. I’ll meet you there.”

“Darling, I apologize for my ungentlemanly behavior.” He bows his head as if contrite. I don’t believe a word of it.“My driver is already here. He’ll be our chaperone until we get to the gala.”

“No thank you.”

“Get in the car, Blue. You won’t want your father to hear about how insolent you’ve been tonight.”

“What exactly do you plan on telling him? That you asked me to suck your dick and I refused?” I ask as I walk down the steps.

“I’ll tell him that I caught you with one of your staff. The butler, perhaps? He’s rather young, and attractive enough to be believable.”

“You wouldn’t.” I stop in my tracks. There’s no way I’m going to let Justin drag an innocent person into the mess that is my life.

“Try me, you little bitch.”

His driver exits the sleek black town car before opening the rear door for me.“Miss Blue, you look beautiful tonight.”

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