Page 18 of Cookie: Part One
“I- I’m n-n-not tired,” I swallow, heart racing and his eyes flash.
“I zhought so,” he laughs, completely closing the gap between us.
I don’t move. Ishould move,but my body’s too busy betraying me, heartbeat in my throat, thighs burning, remembering exactly how hard he fucked me before Alik shifts next to us and I snap out of it, looking away as Misha steps back.
“Vell… I’ll finish my jog. It vill be over insixminutes. I zhink you both should head in since it’s so late.” He eyes me and my heart skips at the six minutes comment.Is he telling me what I think he’s telling me, or am I tripping?
“Just go. I’ll vorry about Connie,” Alik responds, and Misha chuckles.
“I guess you vill. Anyvay, see you later, Pechenye.” He winks and lifts his hand. In a second, a guard comes up in a golf cart.I knew they had golf carts here!I watchas he jogs off and Alik glares but helps me climb on, and I place my hand on my face, remembering his feverish touch.Shit... what did I just get myself into?
CHAPTER FIVE
CONSTANCE
He didn’t mean anything when he said six… there was no way he was talking about Room 06 in Pleasure Palace… there was absolutely no fucking way… r-right?
“Here you are.” Alik drops me off at my room and I feign a smile.
“Thank you for walking me all the way here,” I tell him, but inside, I’m going insane.
A-and… e-even if he DID invite me, it’s not like I’m going. I mean, come on now! I just found out he’s not only my best friends’ family, but it’s a double fucking whammy, or should I say double penetration and pussy licking whammy since they’re all fucking cousins…
I’M NOT FUCKING GOING!
“So Connie, about zhat movie?” he watches me with hopeful eyes and my throat closes.Sh-shit…
But I fake a yawn, hating myself.Call him back!
“Y-you know what? Let’s pick a date and do that,” I find myself saying, seeing his eyes light up.
“Da?! You mean it?!”Oh God.
“Y-yup…let’s get together tomorrow and talk about it,” I stammer and he giddily pulls me into a hug.
“Okay, Connie. You get some rest.” He grins, walking off, and I groan, entering my room and ignoring Ann’s presence since she doesn’t say anything to me either.
I haven’t been here that long, or know her that well, but unlike her young master who can’t take a hint, I can read the room very well. A blind man would be able to see this woman don’t like me, and just as a blind man can’t see, I can’t see myself giving a fuck.
In fact, I did tell her to stop coming to my room, but she was adamant that she would not be able to do that because attending to me is her job. It’s been only about a day and we have yet to string together a few words. I’m very much so okay with that, because she at the very least makes sure my room is clean and that I have snacks available.For me, that works just fine.
“You can go,” I tell her and she turns her nose up, but I don’t care. I no longer need to ask her for a car because I got my driver’s number, so I can contact him at any time myself.
Instead of worrying about her, I pace the floor, debating if I was tripping or not. Should I risk going and look like a fool if I’m wrong or… should Inotgo and possibly miss out on getting my back beat in?Hmm…
In zero point one seconds, I’m showered and yanking a tiny black dress up my thighs, shimmying into it like my body is on autopilot, my brain screaming at me the entire time.This is reckless, Connie! We don’t go out more than once a month! This is fucking stupid, stick to the plan!
Connie, don’t do it! Reconsider! Read some lite!
“This is a mistake,” I mutter, stomping one foot into a heel. “You don’tdothis. You don’t go running to dick like it’s the last train outta town.”
But I do.
I clip the red collar around my neck, ignoring the way my hands are trembling like I’ve had too much caffeine and not enough self-respect, and eye my reflection in the mirror, sighing when I see it mocking me likebitch, we both know how this ends.
But I press my thighs together, groan, grab my coat and phone as well as my clutch and the perfume before I head for the door.
“Vill you be out all night,again?” I hear over my shoulder and see Ann, throwing her a look.
