Chapter 10
CHAPTER TEN
EMMETT
Follow You - Bring Me The Horizon
I watch Blair from the shadows as she closes her eyes and takes in a deep breath. She should be gone for at least half an hour, giving me enough time to get in, set up the cameras stored in my backpack, and get out.
My gaze is trained on her as she makes her way down the front porch and puts her headphones in, oblivious to the obsessive shadow lurking nearby.
Blair’s roommates were all tied up in their own obligations, freeing the house and making it way too easy for me to break in. Not to mention, their house is one level, so Blair’s room is on the first floor. She never locks her window.
I know because I've found myself opening it easily and letting myself into her room. She feels safe here. Even with all of those students disappearing, she puts herself at risk every single night. A locked door does nothing when the windows are fair game.
Once Blair is out of sight, I leave my spot within the trees and jog to her window. Pushing it up, I eventually have enough room to slip inside. I toss my bag in, plant my feet, carefully swing my legs over, and close her curtain behind me. It isn’t my first time here and it certainly won’t be my last. I turn to face the rest of the room.
Walking to her bedside table, I unplug her alarm clock. I shrug my bag off of my shoulders and unzip it. Reaching inside, I pull out the first camera. It's a perfect replica of her clock.
Tossing her original into my bag, I set the alarm to her usual time of 5:30 AM and place the new version back down. Moving onto her desk, I open up her laptop and it doesn’t take me long to hack into it. Definitely need to teach her a thing or two about security.
Hacking into her webcam, I connect a second live stream of her room to my phone. There’s a few more left for me to place. I want to be able to see her from every angle.
All the time.
I stash one in the main living area inside one of her small decorative plants. In the bathroom, I placed another hanging hook and move toward her towel rack. Similar to what I did with her alarm clock, I found an identical match that was equipped with cameras.
I unscrew the old one and carefully place it down next to me. After screwing in the new rack, I check the overall feeds once again. The screen quickly fills with different angles of Blair’s living space and it sends a tingle down my spine. The thoug ht of being able to see her whenever I desire is invigorating.
Since I fingered her at the party a couple weeks ago, I’ve been avoiding speaking to her. I want her thoughts to be consumed with me. My name, my face, my body. I chose to stay away to allow her some time to process what we did.
I didn’t want to stay away, and with the amount of times I've climbed through this window to watch her sleep, technically I didn’t. But she doesn't know that. I need to ease Blair into the idea of us and my obsession for her. I don't want to scare her off just yet.
Watching her around campus and following her when I had the chance, allowed me to gain insight on her routines.
Memorize them.
Use them to my advantage.
She falls asleep every night around ten, then I sneak in and stay until roughly four in the morning, fascinated by the way her chest rises and falls with every breath. How badly I’ve been aching to touch and please her. It’s consumed my every thought as I hope it has for her. I can’t help it any longer. My obsession is heightening by the minute.
Her closet has become my favorite place to be.
I feel my sanity slip a little more every time I watch her through the crack.
Sometimes , I’ll stay to see her wake up in the morning and fuck, was I pleased to see her today. Through the crack of her closet, I was able to hear her moans and it took less than a second for my cock to harden at the sound of her.
Blair’s whimpers and whispers of my name replayed through my mind all day long. I couldn’t wait to go home and watch her all night, my own private film starring my little obsession. I let out a chuckle knowing how much she would fucking hate me if she knew I was doing this.
I finish up connecting the multiple cameras to the livestreams. Checking the view from my phone, I smile down at the multiple screens. Being satisfied with all the angles, I grab my bag and search for the little present I brought for her.
As I'm placing the ruby envelope on her bedspread, the front door opens and then shuts. I immediately stiffen and adrenaline skirts down my spine. The anticipation of getting caught floods my senses and causes me to abandon all logic.
As I pass by her hamper, my cock jerks at the sight of a pair of pretty pink panties on the floor. I pick it up and hold them to my nose while I sniff, inhaling her delicious scent.
I feel fucking insane, but I can’t find it in me to care. I’m fucking addicted.
Shoving the pair in my pocket, I tiptoe and slide into her closet, leaving the door slightly cracked, just like she had it. Thankfully it's dark out, and in my all black attire, I won’t stand out unless I want to.
My breathing starts to slow as I hear her approach. I strain my ears to try and hear what she's doing. When I hear the faucet and water tank start to rumble, I've got my answer. I know right now would be a perfect time to leave, but I want to see the look of fear on my little obsession’s face when she finds the note I've left for her.
After some time, the door knob to the room twists and the door quietly creaks open. Instantly , I'm met with the smell of vanilla and coconut, and something uniquely Blair . Wrapped in a fluffy white towel that does nothing to hide the shape of her cu rves, she steps into the room and closes the door behind her.
At the sight of her, through the crack of the closet door, my cock starts to swell in my sweatpants. I reach down and rub the length before adjusting it just as Blair spots the letter lying on her bed. She stiffens, and I can hear the gasp of breath she takes as she slowly starts to walk towards it, the sound causes my cock to jerk in response. Picking up the envelope, she's quiet for a moment as she reads.
“ What the fuck…” she whispers. She seems to lose all sense of fear as she starts to ball the note up in her hand, crumbling it and dropping it to the floor. I sigh in frustration and bring my thumb and pointer to massage the bridge of my nose.
That just won’t fucking do.
I step out from the closet, the door opening causes Blair to quickly whip around in my direction. Her eyes bug out of her head as she opens her mouth, seemingly to let out a shriek but I’m on her before she has the chance. I wrap one hand around her and grab the nape of her neck while covering her mouth with the palm of my other hand.
“ Now Blair , be a good girl and keep quiet.” I whisper.
Her chest rises and falls quickly with her frantic breaths, bringing my line of sight downward. It's then that I realize she no longer has on that fluffy little towel, leaving her entirely bare to me. The material is pooled around her feet. I trail my eyes down her body, taking in every intoxicating inch and committing it to memory.
Her breasts are slightly bigger than a handful, with small dusty pink nipples. I wonder how sensitive the little buds are.
Fuck . She’s fucking mesmerizing. Letting my gaze roam downwa rd, I trail my eyes over her slim waist and the flare of her hips. I want to grab them and sink my teeth into her perfect flesh, leaving my mark behind.
Blair squeaks underneath the palm of my hand and tries to shove me backward by pushing her hands into my chest. My grip on the back of her neck tightens and I pull her face closer to mine. I look deep into her eyes seeing fear and anger swirling together.
Good , she should be scared.
But underneath that, I see the undeniable want she clearly has for me. It's the only explanation as to why my pretty little obsession looked over her shoulder, in hopes of spotting me, everywhere she’s gone these past few weeks.
“ I'm going to remove my hand, and you’re not going to make a sound. You’re a good girl. You can follow directions, isn’t that right baby?”
Nodding her head as much as my hold allows, I pull my hand away from her mouth but keep my grip on her nape secure.
“ Mmm . Good girl, Blair .” I murmur and kiss the top of her head.
“ What are you doing in my room, Emmett ?” she questions. The breathiness to her words paired with the sultry look in her eyes tells me all I need to know, and I am more than happy to oblige. She won’t willingly admit it, but Blair wants me. I will keep on showing her until she accepts it.
“ Pretty girl, I told you, you’re mine. Didn't I ? Was it not clear to you when I had your sweet cum dripping down my arm? Do you need me to remind you?” I rasp.
“ I'm not yours, Emmett . You’re actually delusional if you think otherwise.” She retorts. She tries to push against me again but I don’t budge. Blair’s small and petite figure is nothing in comparison to my broad build. She remains locked in my grip.
Ignoring the lies she continues to spew, with my hand still on her neck, I pull her to me, crashing my lips to hers. Shutting her the fuck up from the nonsense that keeps coming from her mouth.
Her soft, plump lips press against mine as I slide my tongue across the bottom flesh, coaxing her to open for me. She tastes like mint and pure sin. And all fucking mine.
She opens on a whimper that I swallow down, while our tongues dance with one another. I nip on her lip, dragging my teeth across the pillowy skin. I can’t help myself as I bite down, and a hiss falls from her mouth. Pulling away, I bring my thumb to her jaw, tilting her head up to me. I graze my teeth down her neck to her pulse point that is thrumming rapidly.
I nip and suck on the beating point, causing Blair to let out needy whines. Her heavenly sounds fill my ears. I pull my hand away from her neck and cup her breast. Bringing my mouth down to the soft flesh, I sink my teeth into the side, biting and marking it, while my other hand teases her nipple.
I tug on the bud while continuing my assault on her other breast. Looking up at her while I take her nipple into my mouth, I swirl my tongue around and groan. Fucking perfection.
Releasing her with a pop, I bring my mouth to the other breast and give it the same attention. She runs her fingers through my hair and when she tugs, I scrape my teeth against the se nsitive flesh. She lets out a groan and I smirk against her skin.
“ I can show you just how mine you are, my little obsession,” I murmur around her dusty bud.
“ No , Emmett . Just because you can make me feel good, and I let you, doesn't mean anything. I am not yours, get that through your head.” She says breathily. Pulling myself from her, I stand to my full height then wrap my fingers around her throat, making sure to press into her erratic pulse.
“ Alright , baby. I don’t care to hear you speak anymore unless you’re begging for me to eat your pretty pussy or to fuck you. So sit the fuck down on the bed and spread your legs nice and wide for me.”
I release her throat and cross my arms, waiting for her to move. When she just stares back at me with that rebellious look I take a step forward causing her to stumble and take one backward. I do this again until she bumps the back of the bed and falls back onto it. She catches herself on her elbows, peering up at me.
I dart out my tongue, licking my lower lip and staring deep into her eyes. Walking forward, I lay my hand on her stomach and bring it up to graze her breast. I continue trailing upward until my fingers are back around her neck. Pushing her back until she's flush with the mattress. Satisfied with how she’s laid out for me, I grab a hold of her ankles and spread them wide.
Her pretty pink pussy glistens with her desire. Looking her in the eyes, I spit on her slit, getting a gasp from her. Taking my hand, I run my digit through her seam, gathering the wetness and bringing it up to her clit, and swirl it around .
Lowering myself, I bring my nose to her and inhale. She smells heavenly and my dick is barely being contained by my pants, begging to breathe and to pound her perfect little pussy.
I stick my tongue out and give her clit a light lick, making her squirm. Tasting her is like drinking from the fucking fountain of youth. Barely giving her enough to make it feel good, I continue this action until she finally gives in to her desires.
“ Please , Emmett . Don’t fuck with me right now.” She spits, her tone laced with annoyance.
“ You want more, greedy girl?”
The only response I get is sweet whimpers. Going back in, I flatten my tongue and drag it from her clit down to her entrance, swirling it around and pushing inside. A groan vibrates through me at the feeling of her clenching around my tongue.
I continue focusing on the little bundle of nerves, licking and sucking until she's trembling and moaning around my tongue. I graze my teeth lightly over the top, earning a gasp from Blair .
She arches her back and tips her head backwards as I wrap my lips around her clit and suck. I feel her nearing her orgasm and halt abruptly.
“ Why are you stopping?” she snaps, whipping her head up and glaring at me. I don’t answer her. Instead , I bury my head back between her thighs.
I do it again and then once more, bringing her so close to release and then taking it from her. After repeating a few times, my greedy girl is a mess and a tear starts to roll down her cheek. I crawl my way up her body, stopping right above her face. Leaning down, I lick the salty drop from her cheek .
“ Don't cry. I love to see your tears, little obsession, but right now, the only weeping I want to see is from your soaked pussy.”
To emphasize my words, I tightly grab the globes of her ass, no doubt leaving marks, and raise her to my mouth. She's so wet, I can easily slip two fingers into her while I attach my mouth back to her clit.
I pump my digits in and out at a steady pace, while keeping the same sucking motion on her bud. When I feel her nearing her release again, I curve my fingers up then take my free hand and press down on her abdomen.
Her eyes spring open as her release gushes out of her. I open my mouth, allowing the liquid to flow into it, drinking it down, not wasting any of her sweet flavor.
When the pulsing of her walls on my fingers comes to an end, and I've drank everything her body has to offer, I slowly remove my fingers. Pushing myself back up, I feel her release drip from my chin.
Her face holds a bright red blush. A shocked expression covers her features and she’s unsure of how to react to what had just happened.
“ Thank you, Emmett . That was wonderful, Emmett . You can do that anytime, Emmett .” I chuckle and suggest playfully when I’m met with her silence.
She scrunches her nose at me, “ You can not do that anytime. What you can do is let yourself out. Since you obviously let yourself in.”
“ Oh I will, don’t worry about it. Same time tomorrow? Or were you next in line to disappear like those other students on campus ? Do you know how easy it was to get in here?” I ask, her eyes widening.
“ You’re lucky I didn’t kidnap you. But I mean I could, if you wanted me to.” I snicker.
She falls backward onto her duvet and takes a deep breath, “ Please , get out.”
A smirk crawls onto my face. I shake my head and stand.
Seeing her phone on the nightstand, I swipe it and easily get past her home screen. Her lack of security will be the death of her. Blair rolls over onto her stomach and when she realizes what I have, she jumps off the bed and heads straight for me. I punch in my number and quickly send a text so I can save her contact once I’m out of here.
“ What are you doing with my phone?” She asks, crossing her arms and pushing her delicious breasts together. The bulge of my dick presses against my sweats, reminding me that I need to get home so I can chase my own release to memories of Blair’s moans of pleasure.
Blair is a tiny little ball of fire. I’m at least a foot taller than her and making eye contact requires me to press my chin into my chest. Looking down at her, I take a loose strand of hair and tuck it behind her ear. I rub my knuckles down the side of her cheek.
“ Be good for me, little obsession. Be the good girl that you love pretending to be, I'll be watching.”
My words cause her to furrow her brows as she pursues her lips. She opens her mouth to say something but decides against it. Looking at her for a moment longer, I turn on my heel and begin to climb out the window. Once I’m out, I turn, sticki ng my head inside. Our eyes meet and I flash my best smile at her.
“ If you didn’t want me sneaking in, you’d lock your windows. Maybe you’ll learn your lesson. Maybe you’ll leave it open for me and I’ll come visit you again. The choice is yours, baby.” I stand and push the window until it's sealed shut.
Opening my phone, I let out a small laugh at the text I sent myself, happy I have her number now. I save her into my contacts as “ My Little Obsession ,” and head home.
Every so often, I bring my fingers to my nose and inhale, reminding me of our brief time together. Blair’s sweet smell lingers and my cock throbs, angry at me for not taking her completely. I will, soon. When she’s ready, I will give her all of me. I will claim her.
I will make her mine .