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Dumb move on my part.

‘I would watch my tongue if I were you,’ his palms locked themselves on the upper part of my arms so tightly that I was, for sure, about to get bruises. ‘You don’t want to bring out the worse in me, do you, now?’ With the super strength those carefully built packs of defined muscles provided, he whirled us around, merging my body with the wall behind me. ‘Especially with what you’re about to say.’ Those thick lips of his leaned to reach the crock of my neck, exactly like an animal sniffing out his prey.

How the hell did he know?

Was I that oblivious? That desperate?!

‘How did you-,’ I didn’t get to finish as the tip of his tongue ran against my skin.

He was tasting me!

‘You can’t stay away,’ he whispered, tracing a warm damp line inches away from my earlobe while I gazed around me, noticing curious pairs of eyes staring at me. Jealousy, hatred, admiration. All aimed directly at me.

I suspected no one could notice what he was doing since my thick clay of curls covered his lips, but the Herd seeing him even whispering to me was almost like stepping into a new era.

The grip he had on my arms tightened to the point it became unbearable ‘Your earlier remark is going to cost you,’ he breathed heavily, barely containing his excitement as to what I was about to say. He was certain I was going to agree, and I had no choice but to do so.

‘I didn’t accept the deal yet,’ I muttered as if I even had a way out of this in the first place.

‘Do you want us to go to my car so I can heave the words out of you,’ he smirked in full temptation, recognizing that I had no way out. It would only be a matter of seconds before I would accept.

My teeth clenched, starring into the darkness of his eyes. The blue was almost missing now, just deep black left, thick with wicked desire. I wanted to scream, to run, maybe even slap him for the obnoxious jerk he was, yet all I could do was gasp like a wounded deer. I was pathetic, but the times required me to be so.

I guess my sharp tongue didn’t get the full message ‘I can speak here, by myself, just fine.’ I was heading for trouble at 200 miles an hour, but there was something burning within me. That same fire that had gotten me into difficulty so many times before, back home, was fanning the flames that fueled my power to go on.

‘You want it, don’t you? To test me? You want the worst of me,’ he cackled with a false amusement lingering in his voice. ‘Oh, Mouse, you have no idea.’ There was something so diabolically evil in his tone that a cold chill ran down my back, leaving goosebumps on every single inch of my skin.

And yet, I chose to ignore it!

I needed to ignore it so I can go through with what I came here to do. ‘I agree,’ I breathed so hastily that I wasn’t even sure he heard what I said. It was like taking off a band-aid. Quick and painful.

‘You agree to what? I want to hear you say it!’ He was enjoying this so much that I began to feel the bulge in his pants pressing against my navel as I was breathing.

I looked around me to check if everyone else was still staring, but observed just a few rushed students walking away from the free show ‘You know what, Cole. Come on, don’t prolong this, the classes are about to start.’ I wanted to leave, but the clenched hands were still there, pinning my arms against the wall.

He didn’t flinch, not even for a split second, to stop from his path and check what was going on around him. He couldn’t care less about the classes, of what everyone else was thinking. He was the king here, and that applied to everyone who set foot in this college - teacher or student.

His signature coldness was surfing like an iceberg hitting an already sinking ship ‘I asked you to say it. Now,’ he groaned, gathering the pieces of me he was about to own.

‘I...I agree to let you do whatever you want with me for a month,’ I trembled, forgetting an important part. ‘Ex...except-,’ I was babbling.

‘Except popping your cherry,’ he hysterically laughed, as if he’d been listening to the best joke ever.

‘Do you have to say it that way?’ I felt it mocking and insulting.

‘I can say it in any way I want, but I told you that I don’t need that. I have so many other ways to have my fun,’ his lips moved towards mine, pushing his tongue against the corner of my mouth ‘Ways that will make you scream,’ his palms clenched harder, forcing me to lean against him from the pain ‘Ways that will make you beg,’ he continued, sneaking his tongue deep inside my mouth with deep swirls as if he was reaching for my very soul.

I hated him....I...Iwantedto hate him and that sick intoxication he brought along. He was evil, so deranged that he was almost psychotic, and now he owned me. A lame trick that fate was pulling at me, in another attempt to break me.

‘Finances, in two hours. You sit next to me,’ he ordered, and without waiting for a sign that I would obey, released me and headed towards the sports room.

I was in shock, still looking around me, trying to understand what I’ve just done. I was having trouble accepting the idea and even more trouble processing the information as a whole. I was his now, certain that he’ll take full advantage of whatever that function would have to offer.

Cole

Fuck, I never thought she would accept, though I can’t deny that I was hoping that she would. Maybe evenneedingthat she would.

There’s something about Mouse that makes me crave the way she fears me. That small uncontrollable tremble of her lip when I approach her, that stumbling breath that I yearn to feel against my skin.