Page 21 of Craving You
“Oh?”
“How long have you been following me?”I ask.
“Longer than what is sane,” he says simply.
“I always knew someone was there,” I say.“I didn’t know it was you, though.”
“If you didn’t know who it was, why not speak up?”he asks as he kisses my thigh.
“Because you were my guardian.You never spoke to me, you were just there,” I sigh.
“You are reckless.”
“You are crazy,” I counter.He smiles wickedly at me before spreading my legs more and dropping his head to flick his tongue across my clit.“Oh, fuck.”
“Tell me,” he says, licking me again.“How many times do you think I’ve tasted your sweet little cunt?”
“Oh my God,” I groan.
“Hmm?”he asks.
“I don’t know,” I say.
“I’m going to explain something, and then I’m going to eat your pussy until I think that you’ve had enough.Got it?”
“Yes!Okay.Yeah.I’m listening,” I choke out.
“Every night, you put your kettle on the stove and go take a shower.Every night I put a sedative in your tea,” he says.“Every night, I get to play with you.”
“Just you?”I ask.
“What?”he asks, confused.“Yes.Just me.”
“Okay,” I say.
“I have done everything but fuck you in your sleep,” he says.“I have forced my cock down your throat.I’ve made you come on my hand, but my favorite thing to do is to taste this sweet little pussy.”
“You haven’t…”
“I’ve never fucked you.The first time I have you on my cock, I want us both to be aware,” he says.
“You’re the man from the elevator,” I choke out as he licks me again.
“What man?”he asks with a growl.
“T-There’s a man… he’s on the elevator every night.I usually see him on weekends.He doesn’t say anything and I’ve never seen his face, but he’s always there.That’s you,” I pant.“Why stalk me?”
“Because I like to see who you are when no one’s watching,” he says.“I like to see how you respond to me when you don’t mean to.”
“W-when was the first time you touched me?”I ask.
“You were almost nineteen,” he says.“I’ve been watching you for far longer.”
“Cam stalks Tris,” I moan when he nips at my clit.“She doesn’t know it, but I woke once when we were in the same dorm apartment.”
“What did he do?”
“I think he was jerking off.I rolled over so I don’t know,” I say.“Please stop teasing me.”
