Page 32 of Let Me
And then he grabs her, his hand over her mouth, her body flush against him. Rage sweeps over me at that, but I push it down. He has one arm around her waist, and she kicks and flails, struggling in his grasp.
She should’ve let me teach her how to fight. Should have let me, because I wanted her to be able to protect herself at her mom’s. I wanted her to be strong. I offered. She always chose Jack, though.
She never got the chance to learn. That’s her loss now.
Her eyes are wide as she stares at me, trying to speak, her words muffled and incoherent beneath his hand.
She’s wondering why I did this.
She’s probably thinking,How could you? Why would you do this to me? Is this fucking Benji? But maybe it isn’t. Maybe it’s someone worse. Is there anyone worse than Benji?
I can see it all in her head.
“You like strange men, don’t you Riley? Do you wanthim,” I glance behind her, “to take you?”
Her eyes narrow on me and she stops moving.
Benji is staring at her like he wants to devour her, and I wonder if this was a horrible idea. But he makes no move to do anything more. He’s just holding her.
“Do you want me to film it?” I pull my cell phone out of my back pocket, hold it up so she can see it. And then I see something like fear flicker on her face.
But of course. She’s already destroyed someone’s life with one of these little videos. She wouldn’t want another. Even still, I don’t like how her face pales at the sight of my phone. I put it back in my pocket, and she seems to calm down, a little. The crease between her brows is gone. She’s still breathing hard under Benji’s grip, but she’s calmer now that the threat of the phone is gone.
Benji moves his hand from her mouth, trails it down to her collarbone.
NowI’mtense.
“Caden,” she whispers, pleading with me with her eyes, “what are you doing?”
I take a step closer to them, carefully avoiding Benji’s gaze. I’m not sure I want to see what he’s looking at. Slowly, I grip her bare thigh, and watch as her mouth parts open, eyes wide.
I trail my hand up, go back inside her, this time with two fingers. I scissor them apart and watch as she trembles in Benji’s arms.
“Caden,” she says, her eyes half-glazed with pleasure. “Benji…”
She knows. But Benji says nothing.
“Don’t you dare say another man’s name when I’m inside of you,” I snap, finger-fucking her harder. She spreads her legs of her own accord and I smirk. “Such a good girl,” I murmur, and she arches into me, her eyes fluttering closed.
“Say it.” I slip out of her, circle her clit with my thumb. “Say you don’t want this, Riley. Say it, and I’ll stop.” I move my other hand up to the top of her breasts, tug her dress down with it. I circle her hard, little nipple with my finger. She isn’t wearing a bra.
Of course she isn’t.
“I-I don’t—” she whispers, eyes closed.
“Look at me.” Her eyes snap open, and I run my whole hand down her wet pussy, spreading her lips apart. “Look at me when you say it.”
I hear Benji breathing.
I finally look at him.
His eyes are dark. He wants this, too.
“I-Ican’t,” she breathes out, her beautiful, bright eyes locked on mine. I can see her face redden, even in the darkness. My cock is straining against my pants and I want to take her here. Right here, in these woods, right in front of Benji.
If my dad gets to have her now, why can’t I? What does it matter, one more Virani cock to add to her visit here? She was fine fucking whoever was in that video, lay there and let it happen, then sent it to my goddamn brother.
Clearly, she likes being used.
