Chapter 16
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Unknown number: tsk tsk. Not yet,not yet pawn. With time,good things come to those who wait,don't be so anxious to know me.
I make a mental note to change my number tomorrow,I turn on flight mode and place my phone under the pillow,I close my eyes and sleep takes over
Dark pit,darkness everywhere. I turn around searching for any sort of light but there's nothing but darkness.
"Help!"
"Help me!"
I scream as loud as I can,tears flow down my cheeks in endless streams.
"Shhhh. Quiet princess, nobody can hear you down here,you're mine and mine alone. All.Mine."
"Who are you!!" I scream
"Why are you doing this!"
"Because you're mine to torture."
He slams me back to the ground,his heavy body crushing me against the pointy rocks. He flips me around and holds me down by pressing his knee on my spine, tears roll down my face and drop to the ground,my breasts ache,the roughness of the ground bruising them as he moves his hand between my legs,he rubs my pussy in hard rough strokes,I cry and sob and shout. The clinking of a belt increases my panic
"No,no,no please no."
"And finally,I fulfill my rape fantasy."
He laughs like a Maniac
"No!!!!!"
I lift from the bed with a piercing scream.
Mom rushes to my room and shakes me by the shoulders
"Kim!"
"Kimberly. It was just a nightmare honey,it was just a nightmare."
I adjust my eyes and look at her
"M-mom?"
"It's me honey,I'm here, mommy's here."
She places my head on her chest as she strokes my back
I sob so hard and long that my head starts to hurt
"I was scared." I shrink myself into her
"I know sweetie,you're okay now."
"It felt so real,I couldn't breath,I couldn't see,i-i"
I choke on my words
"Shhhh it's okay sweetie,it's okay."
I don't know how I fell asleep last night, I wake up and find myself tucked in the sheets. I remember last nights nightmare and my heartbeat picks up. It was just a dream,I chant to myself.
After school,I round the corner heading to the library when I meet Samuel,a friend I'm doing a science project with,we talk for a few minutes and he walks the other direction.
I'm still smiling when a figure catches my attention,my head snaps to the side and I see Andrew standing near the school parking lot, staring straight at me,his pose is straight,like a tree, unmoving and very scary.
I stare back at him but he doesn't move,he might as well be a robot right now. I start to walk cautiously slowly not removing my eyes from him. The moment I make six steps he starts moving in my direction so fast like a switch has been turned on.
My heart beats rapidly and I start to run. I can feel him behind me chuckling and my fear increases. I round the corner and I'm flung backwards by a hard body,
I must have bumped into someone. My bag falls open spilling all my books to the floor.
I kneel and start packing them with shaky fingers
"I'm sorry,I'm sorry I just,I'm so sorry,I'm sorr-"
"Kimberly stop."
A hand grabs my wrist halting my packing. I look up and find Brandon looking at me with worry.
"Baby, why are you crying?"
I hiccup and sniff thats when I realize my cheeks are wet.
"I'm sorry." I sob
"Stop saying sorry Kim. What's going on?"
He packs my books,flings his bag over his shoulder and pulls me up. He wipes my cheeks
"Who did this to you?"
I shake my head violently
"You should go,I don't-i don't want you to get hurt because of me."
His jaw ticks.
"What you should be praying for is that I don't hurt whoever the fuck did this to you."
He leans to stare at me properly
"It's nothing." He looks at me, the promise of finding out clear in his eyes.
After the day of my panicking. Brandon insisted, no,demanded and ordered to bring and take me home everyday,I refused at first telling him I'd get Ron to do it but he said he's a pussy,which pissed me off but I had to accept,I mean,it's my protection we're talking about here,my life.
Of course Ronan doesn't know, he thinks it's Sam doing the favor. Speaking of,she's been acting very strange lately and seems to be agreeing with everything Brandon says. I know she doesn't like Ron that much but that dislike has increased a tid-bit lately and I don't know why.
"Thanks for everything,I really appreciate it."
I say to Brandon as he drops me off at home. Mom asked me who the guy that has been driving me lately is, she even reached the point of asking if I'm cheating on Ronan.
She looked so disappointed even before I answered so I ran upstairs with an excuse.
"Stop thanking me Kim."
I've been thanking him non stop to the point it's started to piss him off.
The messages stopped when I changed my number,the time I saw an Unknown number calling I almost fainted only to find it was Brandon's. Sam didn't give it to him and neither did Ronan,he couldn't have possibly stolen it because he never leaves his phone and there's a password.
We stare at each other for long, so I lean in to kiss his cheek but he turns his head and my lips land on his, I pull away quickly. His expression doesn't change,he just stares at me blankly.
I look at his lips and swallow, I lean closer but he doesn't move,it's like he's a magnet pulling at me. I'm few inches from his face, my eyes switch to his, he doesn't blink,he just watches me, waiting for what I'll do. I lift my hand but hesitate, finally I run my knuckles over his cheek.
"You're so beautiful." I whisper.
His swallows,his adams apple bobbing. I place my hand at the side of his neck near his ear and then I kiss him. He doesn't kiss me back but parts his lips giving me access,I dip my tongue in his mouth, licking and sucking,tasting him.
I move from my seat and straddle his thighs, even though he doesn't kiss me back,I can feel the bulge of his dick in his pants. The more I kiss him the more it presses against my core.
I pull away breathing heavily.
He keeps his eyes closed so I peck him over and over.
The moment I try to pull away,he grabs my throat so fast making me gasp in surprise and then he kisses me,
His kisses are just as I remember because I crave them ever night, whenever I would be in bed with just me and my thoughts,I'd touch myself to the memories of his intense touch and sweet torture.
There's nothing sweet or lovely about Brandon's kisses. He's like an animal, bitting,sucking, licking, demanding and very brutal. That's the thing about Brandon,you can never find a replacement,he takes and doesn't give you back that piece of yourself, you seek for his intense touch,his ruthless thrusts.
I grind myself against him,the friction causes my insides to itch,my clit throbs and swells,my movements become more desperate as we eat at each other.
He grabs my hips and lifts his up in ruthless pounds, we dry hump each other, groaning, moaning, driving each other to the point of insanity.
He moves his hand to my shirt pulling roughly until the buttons fly out leaving my breaths on full display.
"Perfect,you're so beautiful."
Then he covers his mouth on them,I grab the back of his head riding his pants,my arousal wetting him.
He pulls back then rips my panties on the sides making me gasp. The throb on my swollen clit makes the sting of the rough material to turn pleasure into pain.
"There, the less material the better, I'll keep mine on."
I open the buttons of his shirt and his body is absolute perfection. He reaches his hand at the side and adjusts the seat, flinging us both down
"Woo.." I giggle
The position presses his dick on my lower stomach.
I saw it and I want to see it again, it's big,huge even, probably one time more bigger than Ron's own and that scares me but i want it,I want it so bad. I have knowledge that guys with big dicks offer the best sex.
Besides,I haven't been able to get rid of the picture of his hand around it,how he rubbed it up and down,all I wanted was to feel it rub inside my walls instead. Big package,bigger pleasure. I want to explore how true that is.
