Page 15 of Such a Bad Girl (Hot Creeps #5)

HENRY

Screwing my eyes shut, I tried to ignore the reality of my situation. The sound of hot liquid hitting plastic made my insides shrivel as she held the bottle tightly against the head of my cock.

‘This isn’t what I had in mind.’ Bex sighed as she waited for me to finish.

‘Then let me go.’

‘I will. Soon, I hope. You just need to understand the situation before I can.’ Rebecca moved away, taking the bottle with her to the bathroom.

For the hundredth time, I tried to pull my hands free of the cuffs, but they were too tight.

At first, I’d tried screaming, but that only ended with my mouth stuffed with dirty panties and tape holding them in. I’d gagged for a full hour before she removed them. The thought of the panties in my mouth made me shudder. I couldn’t stand the feel of fabric against my tongue.

So I’d have to charm my way out. It was the weekend, so no one would look for me until Monday, when I failed to show for work.

Playing her game was the only option.

So I drank when she offered me water. I ate when she passed me food. And yes, I pissed in the goddamned bottle.

Bex came back armed with a basin of soapy water and a washcloth.

‘I don’t think you need?—’

‘I know what I need, Henry.’

I stiffened when she wrung out the washcloth and scrubbed my body, working in steady strokes over my arms and chest. How had I missed her following me for years?

I’d barely noticed her when I’d babysat with Melissa.

Rebecca had been a hindrance in my quest to get to see my girlfriend’s tits.

She hadn’t been on my radar then, nor over the following years.

Only to find out she’d stalked me for years.

Photographed me. Lured me in like some idiot.

And I’d fallen

Hard.

The previous night I’d pursued her like a monster, chasing her and having my way, or almost, with her. Never had I been so utterly blinded with lust.

But now? Anger replaced lust. Betrayal. She'd swindled me into falling for a student who I had no right to be with, and all under a pretence.

The cloth moved lower, skating over my stomach, the warmth and rough texture making my eyes roll. Admitting it felt good made me tense all over.

I didn’t want to want her.

‘I wish you could see, Henry, that I’ve only done this because of how strongly I need you. That obsession you felt? It’s burned me up for years.’

I remained silent as she skirted around my cock and washed my legs.

‘Don’t you want a woman who adores you that much? Who wants you enough to do anything to have you?’ Her voice was soft and warm. ‘No one will ever love you like I do. Not the way you need.’

Water sloshed as she wetted the cloth and rinsed it out once more, my breath catching as she wiped it over my aching balls. No matter how I tried to ignore her, my balls hadn’t forgotten how close they’d come to emptying inside her maddeningly perfect cunt.

‘You’ve had normal relationships, Henry.

Pretty girls and lovely dates. You felt empty.

But with me… with our dirty little games?

You came alive. When I su cked your dick under your desk, you glowed.

Don’t you want that?’ I shuddered as the cloth stroked along my length, unable to hide the blood rushing to my cock.

Dropping the cloth, Rebecca straddled me, my skin damp beneath the warmth of hers. I looked at her, her sweet smile making me lust for her and hate her all at once.

‘Get off,’ I demanded.

‘No, darling. I won’t.’

Leaning across me, she licked her way across my chest, her ass grazing my dick and making me see stars.

‘I don’t want this.’ I struggled beneath her.

‘The way your cock is trying to invade my ass crack says otherwise.’ She shifted downward, trapping my erection between her moist panties and my stomach. When she arched her hips, I could have cried. Pleasure bloomed, and I bit back a groan.

‘God, Henry. You’re so fucking hot. I’ve waited so long to have you all to myself. I’ve dreamt about feeling your chest beneath my fingers. About being able to touch you any way I please.’

The next grind of her hips had me releasing a moan, unable to hold it back. Her dark eyes narrowed with desire as she rocked her clothed clit back and forth against the head of my cock .

‘Let’s not forget you’ve been just as bad as me. You thought I couldn’t see you outside my window all those nights. Leaning in and wiping your cum over my pillows. I’m a freak, Henry, but so are you. Like calls to like.’

Bex leaned and bit the skin above my collarbone, making me thrash beneath her. Pain mingled with pleasure as I broke out in a sweat. Wiping her mouth, she sat grinning like a devil.

‘What was that for?’ I asked.

‘I wanted to mark you. To claim you as mine. Have you never wanted to mark me and claim me as yours?’

‘No,’ I said. I hadn’t. But fuck, I wanted to topple her off me and show her who was in charge. To claim my place with her being the one gasping beneath me.

Yet…

Being powerless beneath her had my cock fit to burst with barely a touch.

It was like she reached inside me and unlocked a torrent of filth. Yes, I wanted to mark her. With my teeth. With finger marks. With hot cum.

‘God,’ she moaned, ‘the piercings feel good, even through my panties.’

‘You were a virgin,’ I stammered, trying not to lose myself in the sensations of her, reminding myself she still had me bound like an animal .

‘I saved myself for you. You’ll be the first man to come in my pussy and ass, Henry. The only man. Unless you choose to share me.’

The flare of jealousy that hit me felt like a punch. The power of it winded me. Why did I care? It’s not like I would stay with the little psycho. Not after I convinced her to let me go.

‘I could make that happen right now. Slide onto your fat cock and have you fill me until I burst. Would you like that?’

My swallow was audible. I fought the urge to plead with her to fuck me. The memory of being inside her, of how I’d felt complete for the first time, made me ache.

‘Don’t worry, I won’t fuck you until you beg for it,’ she said with a laugh, grinding her cunt against the head of my dick once more.

‘I won’t beg.’

‘Oh, Henry. You know you will. But the longer you fight it, the more fun it’ll be.’ She slid off me, and I nearly caved on the spot when cool air replaced where her skin had seared me.

‘You still haven’t kissed me, you know?’ Bex said, picking up a small flick knife and unsheathing the blade. ‘It’s very rude.’

‘I can’t kiss you,’ I said, pulling my cuffs for effect.

Straddling me once more, she rested her elbows on my chest as I winced, her hot cunt right back on top of my aching cock. Toying with the knife, she eyed me.

‘I’ve been dreaming of our first kiss for nearly a decade… make it good for me. And remember how vulnerable you are if you try to hurt me.’ Dragging the tip of the blade over my chest and to my throat, she placed it against my racing pulse.

Dropping the blade beside my head, she leaned down, her breath mingling with my own.

Nerves made my extremities tingle as her eyes searched mine.

When her lashes fluttered closed, she took my face in her hands.

Our lips met in a clash of anger and need, tension swimming between us and increasing with each stroke of her hot tongue.

Lips parting, I swallowed her moan, losing myself in her.

Arching my back, I tried to get more of her, all of her, wishing I could press my fingers into her hair and pin her to me.

My heartbeat thrummed loudly in my ears as our kiss grew more frenzied, both of us abandoning our predicament for a moment of pure lust.

I growled as she pulled away, arching my hips upward and crashing my dick against her wetness.

My mind turned to mush, my lungs aching for air. There was no denying the way my body still craved her.

‘That was perfect,’ she whispered, touching her kiss-grazed lips.

‘Please let me go?’ I said, my voice breaking with frustration.

‘No, Sir. I’m not done playing with you yet.’

‘You know I wanted you. Why bother with all this? I already wanted to fuck you.’ I’d never have known any different if she’d only continued our relationship. Why all this madness?

‘Because it’s fun. And you wanted me, but you didn’t love me. You will though.’

Bex knelt on the bed and slid her panties off before sitting on my chest. I groaned at the compression, and the sight of her sweet, wet cunt spread open for me.

I hadn’t forgotten how intoxicating it had tasted.

She watched, rapt, as she stroked her clit in circles, teasing the flesh right in front of my face.

‘I’m going to drive you mad with lust, Professor, until you’re as obsessed with me as I am with you.’

Breathless, she slid two fingers into her entrance, the flesh clenching around them as she curled upward.

‘Then we will play for real.’

‘You’re such a little creep,’ I said, my voice deep and crackly.

‘Your little creep,’ she moaned, thrusting her fingers deep. ‘This is all yours.’

Alternating between teasing her clit and fucking herself, she drove me fucking crazy. So close that I could smell her desire, yet too far to reach. My mouth watered.

Her outer lips swelled as she writhed against my chest, her fingers sinking deeper, the noises wetter by the second.

‘Let me help,’ I begged, my willpower crumbling.

Bex ignored me, biting her lip as she held my gaze.

‘Please? I want to taste you.’

‘You will,’ she gasped, her thighs trembling. ‘When you’ve earned it.’

‘Bex,’ I demanded. ‘Sit on my fucking face.’

The dominant words made her eyes hood with need, but she ignored me, adding a third finger into her swollen folds and tipping her head back in a throaty cry.

Her cunt clenched hard, sending a river of pleasure-laced liquid showering onto my chest. I watched with fascination as it dripped between her still thrusting fingers, washing everything with a sweet glaze.

My cock fucking burned, my balls heavy.

If lust could kill, I’d be a fucking goner.

Bex sat on my chest and smiled at me. ‘Do you see how fun it can be?’

‘Rebecca, you can’t leave me like this.’

‘Oh, I can. And I will. But first, you need to clean my hand like a good boy.’

She stretched out her wet fingers, and every ounce of my willpower wanted to tell her to fuck right off. Instead, I opened my mouth, moaning as I got another sweet hit of my obsession.

My psycho.

My demon.