I stare through my bedroom window and watch the students walk through the gardens. I can see Emmet and pain splices my heart at how much I miss him, it hasn’t even been that long. I didn’t realize how much I had started to enjoy seeing him on a daily basis. Now that I can’t, well, it’s probably one of the loneliest days I’ve ever experienced.
I can’t stop watching him, as he leans against the maze wall and my hand rubs at my chest as Aeron joins him. I wish I could hear what they were saying, but maybe being able to see them will be enough to keep me from doing or saying something stupid the next time I see Thallon.
Tom steps out of the maze and takes a step back when he sees them, but he doesn’t try to move away. Instead, he shakes his head as Emmet looks to him. My guys, but now they’re not.
I move away before this falls onto the creepy side and step into my bathroom. I turn on the whirlpool bath and slide Sir’s jacket off my shoulders, before removing my panties and bra. It doesn’t take long for the bath to be ready, and my body cries in relief as I sink into its depths, and I start to relax. At least physically, I think it will take more than this to relax mentally. So, so much more.
18
Star or Mouse
Emmet
I stand, watching the tracker with Darius, but nothing is happening. I should have known really. We were too late to catch them before they got Eight, and since then, it’s been quiet. No more messages or victims. That should be a good sign, but I don’t trust it. Then again, father is still here. Maybe they’re smarter than I gave them credit for. Because who would risk striking out and being caught when he’s close enough to drive them into the ground himself?
Although, he’s been acting strange and I don't like it. I’m glad he stepped in today and stopped Thallon from ordering Star to do anything else, but why did he? Why did he allow Maddox to keep Daria when he’s the only child he tries to pretend doesn’t exist? Why is he still here? So many questions, and yet no one to answer them.
“You should go, Sir won’t be happy to hear that you spent the evening standing outside her room,” he says, and his words only work to piss me off further.
“I’m not good at following orders,” I grind out, as I stare at her door, almost as if I’ll be able to see through it if I stare long and hard enough.
“I know, such a shame I’m not allowed to lay a hand on you isn’t it, Emmet?” He raises his eyebrows as I look at him. He huffs before shaking his head and dragging a hand over his face. “Such a shame that I couldn’t stop you from going into her room, and if no one sees you enter or leave, then who could possibly tell him?” He stares at me and then the door. Back and forth, and I get what he’s saying, I’m just shocked that he is.
“Thanks.” It comes out gruff, such a foreign word in my mouth. It doesn’t feel or taste right.
I walk over to her door before pushing it open and right before it closes, his voice sounds out low, “I’m not doing it for you.”
I look around her room, it’s ten at night, but I doubt she’s asleep. I glance over the sofa to make sure she isn’t lying on it, before I open her bedroom door and lean against the doorway. Her hair hangs down around her face like a curtain, as she sits cross legged on the bed, with her head buried in a book. I hesitate to make my presence known, why?
What is going on with me? I’m usually so decisive, I know what I want and I take it. Hey, I wanted Star and I wouldn’t let her forget it. So why am I hesitating now?
“Star.” My voice still sounds gruff, and her head snaps up at the sound as the book tumbles off the bed and lands face down on the floor.
“Emmet,” she breathes my name as a soft smile spreads across her lips. I’ve seen her smile so many times, usually at one of the other guys. But I've never seen her look at me like this.
I’d give anything to be able to read her mind right now, to know what she’s thinking. Because I don’t want to guess, that’s a dangerous game to play and for once, I’m not willing to take the risk.
“My Star.” I step closer to her and she shivers all over.
“I didn’t think I’d see you.” She gets to her feet and I notice the satin nightie she has on. So short, that if she bends over, I know I’ll see everything. It’s also cut low in the front. When she bites into her lip, I can’t hold myself back any longer.
I’m in front of her in a nanosecond, and my teeth replace hers. She groans against my mouth as I grip her ass and pull her into me. I grind my hips into hers and her hands claw at my shirt.
I walk her backwards until her knees hit into the bed and she tumbles down. My shirt is lying on the floor, my buttons flying around the room as I descend upon her. She tastes so fucking sweet, like vanilla and something that is all her. Her hands pull at my hair as I move down to her panties, I slide them out of the way before thrusting my tongue deep inside her. She arches her back, driving her hips further into my face and I soak up everything she has to give. Not relenting until she’s crying my name.
I slide my tongue over her nub. Once, twice, before gathering her nightie and sliding it up her body. I work it over her head but I don’t want her hands free. I know she’s curious about what I like, and her eyes are hooded with desire as I grip it in the middle and tug down until her hands are tucked behind her head.
“Don’t move, Star, I’m going to make you feel good,” I growl and her eyes flutter closed as her lips part.
“You always do,” she breathes, and she may as well be stroking my ego with the way she says it.
I slide my pants and boxers down over my ass before I tear her panties away. I move up her body under I’m straddling her chest, keeping as much of my weight off her as I can.
“Open your mouth and suck my cock,” I order. Her eyes shoot open, flash, before she opens as wide as she can I slide myself into her warmth, sweet, and sexy as sin mouth.
I roll my hips back and forth, never taking my eyes off hers, even as I reach around to pinch and tease her nipple. Tears prick her eyes as I push in further and I may as well be seeing stars when she unsheaths her teeth and drags them across me. Tugging on my piercings and making my balls tingle.
“So fucking good, Star.” I run my fingers through her hair as she flicks her tongue over my tip, right before I pull out.
“I don’t think that’s going to keep you still.” I look at her arms and she smiles.
“I won’t move,” she says huskily and I smirk at her.
“As soon as you’re mine, Star, you’ll never spend a night in here again.” I lick a trail up her neck to the shell of her ear.
She doesn’t speak as I move back down the bed and grip her ankles. I spread her legs and line myself up with her before driving myself home. Her head goes to the side as she buries it into the pillow. I lift her ankles up to my head, before her knees are resting on my shoulders.
“Keep your legs here,” I demand, as I grip her hips. She nods quickly before I pull out to the tip and thrust myself back in.
I move hard and fast, as she writhes beneath me. Her thighs tighten around my head as I move as fast as I can. My grip is unforgiving and her moans and cries are my favorite sounds as I squeeze my eyes shut and try to hold on just a little longer.