CHAPTER NINE
CODIE
The next day I was a skittish mess. Last night with Stray had left me shaken. After I came all over his fingers, I’d shoved him away and ran like hell. His satisfied chuckle had followed me into the building.
Falling asleep had taken hours. By the time my alarm went off, I felt like I’d barely slept at all. The previous night had really fucked with my head.
I couldn’t believe that I told him the truth. My private fantasies. It wasn’t like he’d given me a choice. The slimy bastard was blackmailing me. The last thing I wanted was for my friends and family to know what I’d been up to.
I suppose I could have lied and made up some fake fantasies.
However, if Stray was willing to fulfill them, why not get something out of this sick arrangement?
I wasn’t the only one with twisted interests.
Stray had been rock hard, his cock pressing against my leg when he pinned me to the car. He was a total freak too.
I chugged down a strong coffee while getting ready.
Classes today were going to suck. Hopefully I’d be able to stay awake until the end of the day.
I still put in the effort to paint on perfect winged eyeliner along with a neutral tan eyeshadow, some highlighter, and blush.
I pulled my hair into a ponytail before sliding into a pair of ass hugging jeans and a cute pale pink top with flowing sleeves.
I let Athena lead the conversation during the drive to school. I did my best to nod along and add commentary where necessary. She didn’t seem to suspect anything.
When we arrived on campus, my adrenaline spiked.
Stray would be here. I would have to see him in the light of day.
Somehow I would have to stop myself from remembering the way he made me feel last night.
With his body against mine and his fingers inside me.
He’d had no trouble making me come. I wondered how much better his cock would feel.
No, I didn’t. Shoving that thought aside, I parted ways with Athena and went to my first class. Legal studies. Interesting but sometimes on the boring side. It did little to keep my thoughts occupied.
When my first class let out, I ventured into the hall, my gaze darting around as I searched for any sign of Stray.
I kept expecting him to be there. Lurking.
Watching me. Without hanging around, I hurried to my second class.
Since it didn’t start for another fifteen minutes, I was forced to wait in the hall for the previous class to finish up.
I watched everyone surrounding me like a hawk. Eventually, Stray would make an appearance. I didn’t want to be caught off guard. When a dark haired guy with a similar build rounded the corner, I literally jumped. It wasn’t him. Dammit.
The constant adrenaline rush of waiting for him to ambush me was enough to keep me awake.
I made it through my next class without nodding off.
A text from Luna vibrated my phone. The girls were meeting outside for lunch.
Surrounding myself with my friends felt like a good way to keep Stray from getting me alone.
“I love that top,” Ripley gushed as I walked up to the table where the rest of the girls sat. “I swear you can pull off anything, Codie.”
The sun shone down hot, making me grateful for the air conditioned school. As summer gradually came to an end, I found myself already looking forward to the brisk chill of fall. My favorite season.
“So can you,” I said, taking a seat next to her. “There are no rules. Wear whatever makes you feel good.”
I was a big fan of being true to one’s self and not allowing outside opinions to influence decisions. Too many people didn’t cut their hair the way they wanted or wear the clothes they liked because they were worried about what others would think. I’d never bought into that shit.
Ripley was super pretty with her naturally blonde hair and sky blue eyes. I suspected that her poor relationship with her mother had a lot to do with her insecurities. I hoped to see her break out of her shell one day.
“What did you get?” Storm nodded to my cafeteria tray.
I unwrapped the chicken and veggie quesadilla, angling it for her to see. “I thought I would try something different. I haven’t had this before.”
“Looks good. I made the mistake of getting the loaded fries. It seemed like a good idea at the time, but the fries are soggy, and the gravy is too salty.” Storm stabbed a fry on her plate with her fork, frowning as she popped it in her mouth.
The flashing diamond on her left hand caught my eye. It had come as a surprise to our friend group when she announced her engagement to Rebel Kane. They hadn’t been together all that long. Some might say they were moving too fast. They seemed ridiculously happy though, and I was happy for them.
Yet I couldn’t help but wonder what that was like.
To feel so sure of someone. To truly believe you wanted to be with them forever.
Even if it didn’t work out that way, in the moment they believed it.
I’d never had that. Of all the guys I’d dated, none of them had ever made me want to bind myself to them for life.
“How’s the wedding planning going?” I asked. “Ready for the big day?”
“Not even close. I thought I wanted to do something big and lavish, but it’s all so daunting. I’m thinking smaller is the way to go. If Rebel had it his way, we would run away and elope.” Storm laughed softly, her face brightening at the mention of her fiancé.
Athena jumped in, shaking her head. “No way. You can’t elope. We’ve been best friends forever. I need to be part of your big day.”
“No worries,” Storm assured her. “I promise you’ll be included.”
While the girls talked about Storm’s upcoming wedding, I kept a watchful eye on those coming and going.
Every time someone rounded the corner of the building, I double checked to make sure it wasn’t Stray.
Since he could also approach from behind through a side door of the school, I occasionally glanced back, making sure he wasn’t going to sneak up on me.
“What’s with you today?” Luna asked, eyeing me closely. “You seem jumpy.”
“Do I?” I feigned surprise. “I’m fine. Just being observant.”
Athena snickered, pausing between bites of her fried rice. “It’s because of Stray, isn’t it? What was that all about anyway?” To the other girls she said, “He’s been parking outside our building lately. Yesterday he came to our apartment. I found the two of them—”
“Let’s not talk about Stray,” I cut in. Catching Athena’s eye, I did my best to silently communicate with her. “This isn’t really a good time or place for that. Stray is nobody. I don’t care about him.”
The other girls exchanged a look. Storm failed to suppress a smile. “Mmhmm. If you say so, Codie. We’ve all noticed how into you he is. I’ve never seen him flirt like that with anyone else.”
“He’s just looking for a conquest. An easy lay. He won’t find that here.” Trying to dismiss the subject entirely, I took a large bite of my quesadilla. As long as I was chewing, I couldn’t speak.
“He seems like a nice guy,” Storm continued. “It’s cool if you like him. You can tell us.”
Since I was still chewing, I made a face instead of responding. I didn’t need my friends encouraging me when it came to Stray. They didn’t need to know about anything that went on between the two of us. It didn’t mean anything.
Thankfully, Rebel put an end to the conversation when he sauntered over.
I was relieved to see that he was alone.
He shoved onto the bench next to Storm, helping himself to some of her soggy fries.
Nobody mentioned Stray again. The conversation took a turn as Rebel asked Storm about her disgusting fries.
While the rest of the group discussed the best and worst cafeteria foods, I finished my quesadilla and excused myself.
I had one more class this afternoon. Before it started, I wanted a few minutes to caffeinate and stop by the restroom to freshen up. I was on my way to the coffee bar when someone grabbed me from behind. A hand pressed over my mouth, muffling my shriek.
“Don’t make a sound.” Stray’s voice was low and demanding next to my ear.
He dragged me backward, pulling me into the men’s room. As soon as the door closed, something cold and sharp pressed against the side of my neck. It took a moment for me to realize he held a knife to my throat.
Stray dragged me past the sinks and into a stall at the end of the row. My adrenaline soared sky high. Along with it came a hot jolt of arousal.
The stall door closed, locking me into the tiny space with him. Surprisingly, it wasn’t as nasty as I’d envisioned the men’s restroom to be. The campus did a good job at keeping things relatively clean.
“On your knees,” Stray instructed, turning me around to face him. He kept the knife held against my neck. “You’re going to suck my cock like a good girl. Right here. Right now.”
“You’ve got to be kidding me.” The words blurted out. I wasn’t sure what to make of this situation.
Stray held the knife up for me to see the sharp blade glinting in the overhead light before pressing it even tighter against my neck. “Does it look like I’m kidding? Get on your knees, Codie. Right fucking now.”
His expression held no humor. No amusement. Darkly serious, Stray nodded for me to do as he said. When I didn’t immediately get on my knees before him, he grabbed my ponytail and used it to roughly guide me to the floor.
I let out a little yelp as he pulled my hair. The blade never wavered from where it bit into my skin, so close to slicing me open. I’d suspected that Stray might be a little crazy, but I hadn’t anticipated that he’d pull a knife on me.
I was smart enough to be scared. And yet, my panties were suddenly drenched. While he stared down at me, I reached for his belt, doing exactly as I’d been told. Because I couldn’t help but be defiant even while obeying, I held his gaze, unflinching.
Stray’s cock was hard, thick, and long. An impressive specimen. No wonder the girls liked him so much. I continued to maintain eye contact as I sucked it into my mouth. He released a breath slowly, like he’d been holding it.
The sound of the bathroom door opening made me uneasy.
Whoever it was used the urinal and left, never knowing that I was in there as well.
I teased the head of Stray’s cock with my tongue, licking around the rim, flicking over the tip.
If I was going to do this, I was going to do a damn good job. He was never going to forget me.
As I licked and sucked him, I grew painfully aware of the knife at my throat. What a crazy fucker. Why did I love it so fucking much? Knowing that a wrong move from either of us would slice me open made my pussy gush.
Holding tight to the base of his shaft, I bobbed up and down on his cock, trusting him not to cut me. What choice did I have? The hand he gripped my ponytail with tightened its hold. His breath came faster, and he softly groaned my name.
Hot damn that was sexy as hell. I grew eager to bring him over the edge. To have his cum splash the inside of my mouth. As I sensed him getting closer, I moved faster. Sucking him deeper into my throat. Savoring the salty taste of his pre-cum on the back of my tongue.
“I knew you would be fucking amazing at sucking cock. Now you’re all mine.” With a few curse words murmured beneath his breath, Stray came with a jerk of his hips.
Then the bastard pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of me on my knees with his cock in my mouth. More blackmail material. Or maybe a memento for his personal spank bank.
His cum painted my tongue. I swallowed without hesitation. He used his hold on my hair to pull me back to my feet. I was impressed when he kissed me. Hard and bruising. Not at all caring about the taste of himself on my lips.
The kiss grew wild and untamed. Uncontrollable as we both battled one another for dominance. A battle I knew I would not win. My lips were raw and puffy when he pulled away.
“Nice job, strawberry. You were fucking spectacular. Until next time.” Stray opened the stall door and shoved me out with a spank on my ass.
I left the men’s room with my face flaming. I didn’t know how much I really hated him until that moment. Unfortunately, I’d loved every second.