"Do you want to come sweetheart?" I inquired, oblivious to the fact that I was using the endearment.

"Ye..Yes" She couldn't get the courage to ask for what she desired.

"I can't let it go until I hear you say it. Please give me your approval."

"I need to listen to the filthy words that are coming from your innocent mouth. "

"Feel free to touch me."

I slid one hand under the hem of her dress and moved my palm up her thigh while doing same with the other hand. My dick was throbbing, and I fought back a roar of want when I touched her skin and discovered that it was even softer than I'd thought it would be.

When I finally got to her moist heat, I ran my fingers over the border of her lace underwear to feel the warmth of her body.

"Where can I touch you?"

"Here?" I accidentally brushed my thumb over her clit when she was wearing lace, which caused her to let out a scream.

"Yes!"

unable to contain the more authoritarian side of my character now that I had her writhing and pleading with me. "Say it!"

"Ask me to touch your gorgeous pussy,"

She dithered, a flush of shame returning to her face. I found her purity to be irresistible, but I found the prospect of tainting her innocence much more alluring.

I removed my hand as a means of subtly conveying the message that she would not get the prize she desired until and until she complied.

"Wait! Please, Nicola. Kindly put your hands on..."

I was patient and did not give up; I insisted on getting what I wanted from her.

"I beg you to stroke my pussy." It was scarcely louder than a whisper, but the words went directly to my mind, infusing me with power that was even more seductive than my physical yearning for her to be in my presence.

I retook her lips, this time feeling a rumble of pleasure in the pit of my chest as I sank my fingers under her panties. she was steaming hot and as smooth as silk, and she was ready for me. I had a strong desire to penetrate her, to fuck her with my own internal fire.

However, I was obligated to keep my word, and I swore that I would never violate her adoring confidence in me.

I teased around her clit by circling it with my thumb in an attempt to get her attention. Even the slightest contact caused her to let out a loud shriek, and I could taste the satisfaction that she was experiencing on my tongue.

One straight and forceful touch to her clit was all it needed for her to lose her composure and fall apart. As she clutched on for dear life to me, she tightened up underneath me, and her fingers curled into the top part of my arms. I muffled the sound of her ecstasy scream with a forceful, possessive kiss, and she continued to cry out her joy.

When she started to shudder, I stopped stroking her and let her be for a while longer. After an intense orgasm like that, she'd be vulnerable, and I didn't want to hurt her. It won't happen on the first try.

At last, I was able to separate my lips from hers, and she looked up at me while gasping for air. She reached across, and her fingers brushed my hard cock through my jeans.

I bit back an expletive and grabbed her wrist to shield my sore dick from her caress.

, "Not tonight."

"But what about you?"

Although my stomach was in knots, I assured her, "I'll be okay." I was trying to keep her from doing anything she might feel bad about in the morning. I didn't ever want her to feel bad about staying up with me tonight.

I rolled off of her and to my side, urging her to "come here." I snuggled up to her, and she buried her head in my neck, sighing contentedly. Some of the tension in my stomach and the intensity of my desire were relieved by the sound.

After she finished her orgasmic session, I kissed the top of her head, and she took a few deep breaths before drifting off to sleep.

I couldn't sleep for a while afterward, just thinking about holding her in my arms. Even as I drifted off to sleep, I was being unyielding to her.

The next morning, I was up and about before Emily. To some extent, the possessive fog that had settled over my mind the night before lifted with the arrival of daylight.

. Even though she had placed her trust in me, the experience with that handsy jerk had left her feeling vulnerable and frightened. Maybe a better guy would have come to her aid if I hadn't been the one to forcibly pull Stun away from her. There was no way she'd let me accompany her home alone.

Not being able to control myself was my fault. I was an idiot to think that I was good for her in the first place.

I had to get out of there. It's time for me to pack up the few things I own, return to my squalor of an apartment, and leave Havard. I need to abandon her so that no one from my violent past can harm her in retaliation for me.

But when her beautiful eyes opened, I knew it was hopeless. Her sweet, drowsy grin sank deep into my heart and caught on a hook, binding me to her.

Her sleep-deprived voice was raspy. I took a deep breath to control my horniness as the husky voice went straight to my cock.

My lips curved into a crooked smile as I caressed her face and tucked a stray lock of dark hair behind her ear. "Hi. Did you get a good night's rest?

She pressed her cheek to my chest and let out a contented sigh. She encircled me and pressed close, as if she simply couldn't bear to be apart from me.

I was familiar with that sensation. I snuggled up to her, breathing in her sweet, floral scent.

As her leg curved over my hip, my cock throbbed. With clenched teeth, I resisted the urge to get closer to her.

"I have to go," I could feel the pain in my throat with each syllable.

There was a pall over her usually bright blue eyes as bewilderment and a little hurt clouded her vision.

"Oh. Are we going to hang out sometime soon? " Some of her shyness returned, softening her tone to little more than a whisper.

"Of course," I heard myself say before I could stop the promise from leaving my lips. When she looked at me like that-needy and achingly vulnerable-I couldn't refuse her. I couldn't bring myself to hurt her.

And truthfully, I didn't want to bear the pain of leaving her.

I pressed a kiss against her forehead. If I couldn't do the honorable thing and leave her alone, I'd at least treat her like she deserved. "I'll take you out to dinner. I'll pick you up tonight."

After a few more lingering kisses, I managed to pry myself away from her so she could get ready for class.

Nicola

To be anticipated, the bar was dead by late afternoon. I don't understand why the management decided to open so early in the evening. Students started showing around about that time.

No customers in sight, I spent the last four hours giving everything a good scrub. After I ditched my previous night's cleaning duties to spend time with Emily, my coworker Alice didn't perform a very good job.

I didn't really have any grounds to blame her. Since I had abandoned her without so much as an explanation, I felt terrible about how I had treated her.

Though I was on the fence about making Emily a permanent fixture in my life, I forced myself to put in the hours cleaning the bar as a distraction.

Before I left for Havard, I had never done something as menial as scrub my own countertops. A group of six people were in charge of cleaning up the residence.

In contrast to how I formerly felt, I now like going to work every day. If it meant I could get away from my history and my family, I would mop floors in a tenement for the rest of my life if it meant I could get out.

As soon as my little duty ended, Alice arrived to take over. Though she ignored me after I broke up with her, she didn't rip me a new one. After I finished explaining, she nodded firmly in agreement and brushed me off with a dismissive gesture. Because she seemed anxious to forget about it, I didn't bother trying to apologize again before leaving the bar.

Alice made it seem like she'd prefer not see me today. Good thing she hadn't complained to the manager about my being disruptive. Doing this job meant I could afford to remain in town.

Right as I stepped out of the bar into the twilight, my senses went into high gear. Even though just my Audi and Alice's Buick were parked in the empty lot, we were most certainly not alone. I had spent years following people around in an effort to scare them if I ever got the chance. The feeling of being stalked or chased was one I was used to.

I couldn't risk my family or their opponents finding me, so I had to leave town and stay away from Emily

But I could not leave her without complete assurance.

I decided to take a risk on her since she represented a promising possibility.

I took out the inexpensive burner phone I'd bought before coming to Havard and showed it to him. I would just have a short talk with them before hanging up.

I just keyed in the number since it was one I was familiar with. A familiar, brief voice answered the phone after three rings.

It's likely that someone is wondering, "Who the hell is this? "

Asked if they were on board with me. Before wasting any more time on the phone, I made sure to ask.

A moment of stunned silence followed. "Nicola?"

I had to ask something, so I growled at Mathew and asked him a question. If questioned, "Do you have people looking for me, and are you with me"

"There's no doubt that I've had people searching for you. "

"Where the f*ck are you?"

I hung up the phone while swearing. That Mathew would tell me a fib is something I know for sure. I wasn't surprised to hear that my best friend had a search party for me; it only meant I had a watcher if he hadn't already discovered me. Those people have nothing to do with my family tree. Although I hoped no one would find me, I think any friendly company would have been preferable than the alternative.

I just tossed the phone on the floor without thinking. It shattered under my boot, and I finished up by kicking the fragments about. I can't keep track of that many things. Plus, I phoned Mathew and told him he didn't need to come.

"If I had that phone, I'd smash it too. "

As I whirled around, I saw Stun advancing on me with two of his preppy-boy lackeys on each side of him.

Fuck. What kind of a moron would lead me to risk revealing my covert location only to spite him?

Despite my still-clenched hands, I felt a flood of relief wash over me. Since Stun made the choice to get in touch with Mathew, my safety has been compromised.

I blanked out, but it was clear why they'd shown up.

They had every intention of bashing me senseless. Stun couldn't get over the fact that I'd made him seem horrible in front of his whole class. I understood his wish to avoid public humiliation, but I had no interest in joining in on the ribbing.

Given that I had previously seen more bloodshed than I could handle in one lifetime, I refrained from kicking him in the teeth. In the end, he learnt his lesson from yesterday, when I publicly humiliated him for groping Emily.

Stun rolled his eyes and said, "I want to kick your t ass. "

"Fine." I threw off my leather coat and shrugged. This would be unnecessary and distracting

". The two of us. "Proceed with haste. I made a snide remark to wound his ego.

"Are you a coward who needs his cronies to protect him?" If I had to, I could easily kill all three of them, but I didn't want to.

Stun took a deep breath and leaned back slightly, but his features soon stiffened with resolve. He nervously gave his jacket to a buddy.

"Okay. You and I,. "

No one would have spoken to me like that back home. The insult did Stunng a bit, I had to admit. I wish I could have lived the life of a typical college Stundent, but that opportunity was taken away from me.

But I certainly wasn't going to give this jerk any indication that I was weak.

I just stood there and gave him the cold shoulder, waiting for him to approach me.

He was obviously startled by my cool approach, as he paused. I could see he was unfamiliar with combat. No, not like I was.

Fighting was ingrained in me; it was in my DNA.

I had been running away from the constant violence in my life, but if this jerk threatened me, I would have to resort to my more vicious defense strategies. Even still, he deserved to have his as kicked. Emily had felt his hand on her. That pushed me over the edge and I became angry.

Stun swung wildly and clumsily at me. I sidestepped the blow and stepped in to punch him in the stomach. With a wheeze, he collapsed to one knee.

His pals wouldn't let me kill him alone, however. One of Stun's lackeys punched me in the jaw before I could inquire whether I had taken enough.

Fuck. I should have been more careful. After being away from my routine for so long, I had become rusty and soft.

I stumbled backward, and before I could recover, another blow jarred my sternum.

In fact, the pain helped me concentrate more intently, so I was able to execute each motion with laser-like accuracy. Stun remained squatting on the ground. The larger of the two guys still assaulting me, I swung around to face him. He was so young that he could scarcely be considered an adult. Nearly regretting breaking his nose, I almost felt awful.

His face hit the ground and he landed with a thud, moaning. I looked back at my last foe, but he had already fled across the parking lot.

I winced at the touch and touched my sore jaw. There was a good chance of bruising from that, and I had a rendezvous with Emily in a few hours. I thought about kicking Stun for that, but I wouldn't hurt someone who was already in pain.

I shan't have any more of this cretin's blood on my hands. No way would Emily let those people touch her. No way am I going to let anything stain her innocence.

"Are we finished here?" A chilly question came from me.

Stun nodded without looking at me because he was too stunned to speak. On the floor next to him, his companion continued to cry out in pain.

'I don't want to see your face again,' I told him.

Another nod from him and I was content with his loss. I could have made my point without resorting to greater violence. Less than five minutes had passed since the beginning of the "battle." I was quite certain in my conviction that they realized they couldn't mess with me.

Taking my coat in hand, I strolled nonchalantly to my vehicle. When I left the parking lot, both Stun and his buddy were still lying on the ground.

I blocked them out and decided to ignore the throbbing in my jaw and side. And I've dealt with far worse.

The fact that I had a date with Emily to look forward to helped me forget about the pain.