Chapter 135 Monster
CALIX
It is unsettling how profound the sense of calm is hitting me from holding her small, delicate body so tightly close. The feeling that nothing else in the world matters except a particular moment. I have not felt like this in a long time.
Truly thinking about it, I don’t feel like I have ever.
The way she fits right into my embrace like she belongs in it. Her body is way too soft and sweet to the touch. It must be because she has baby skin. I can smell the powder on her as well as her usual scent. The thought of just holding her like this and being here for the rest of the night flickers in my mind.
I must be going crazy. I want to just play with her a little and leave—nothing more or less.
Here I am in her bed when I had made an entirely different plan for the night. I do not even know when I started to drive down here after racing. It is like I operated on autopilot. Just when was the exact moment that this girl started to spin my world out of control?
The worse thing is can do nothing to stop it except let myself lean towards it.
It’s so fucking stupid. I am losing control of myself and my emotions when it comes to her. During the short time I encountered her and Rex together at school, a strong impulse to go yank her away from him and tell him that she is mine and that he should fucking back off and leave her alone. I quickly left before I lost against it. I went to isolate myself in the old library where I would not lay eyes on them and get that feeling to do something stupid.
Rex is my friend. But I cannot just help myself from silently feeling mad at him for stealing her! The search I did online on it only added more to my internal frustration. Fuck the results! There is no way I fucking like her in a romantic way!
The system behind those search engines really needs to be updated because it’s inaccurate.
Fuck it all!
She tries to shift out but I wrap her in tightly. The little thing, I can her thumping heartbeat. It is good that she fears me.
That is the only way she would easily comply and let me have what I want to clear this fog of craziness off my head. I put my face in the crook of her neck to inhale her scent. She lets out a low, broken whimper, trembling. Making me pull back, "Relax. I am not going to hurt you. Not unnecessarily." I don’t know why I am giving her that assurance. It is best for her to think I would hurt her. She did not calm down. It’s good and bad at the same time. Damn it. My thoughts have stopped aligning.
"What are you doing here again?" She asks.
"I felt like coming to collect part of the bargain. We got interrupted the other day.
Did you stay glued with your boyfriend all day for fear that I would drag you into a corner and do bad things with you, hmm?" My voice rises with venom in the last part. The memory of her acting so sweet and lovingly with him invades my mind but I quickly stop it. I continue placing small kisses over the side of her face while slowly grinding against her soft ass from behind.
"Why are you doing this to me? I thought you hated me? Just go back to your usual bullying instead!"
"I hate you alright."
I hate you so damn much for making me want you. I wanted to control you, but now it feels like its the other way around.
"Be good and obedient, so we can both move on from this." I instruct. She suddenly jabs her elbows at my ribs and puts in even more struggle to get away. "You’re a twisted psychopath! A bloody monster! Go away! Leave me alone!" Damn, her spewing those profanities gets me even harder. Horniness sparking in my blood like a shitload of nicotine. It is so fucking stupid how drawn I am to her. Not in a way that makes her anything special, I just feel this bond forming between us, a connection that is merely physical. I have never been a good person. Would never be. She is right.
"You haven’t seen a monster yet. Do not make me show you." She wants a monster? I’m always ready to give her one.
I can’t leave her alone even if I want to. But I say, "You want me to leave you alone? Sure I can do that. But can you handle the consequences? Expulsion. Can you?"
I smile as she stops fighting.
"I thought so." I murmur against her skin. My lips caressing the soft texture. Precum oozing out of my cock as I grind in slowly on her ass. I impatiently slip my hand under her shirt, my breath hitching as I touch her incredibly soft breasts and start massaging them. She is sobbing openly now, trying to get my hands off and pleading so much that I have to threaten her once again to keep her mouth shut.
She is really is fucking stupid!
Does it seem like I have any plan of stopping now? She has no idea how many times I have done this in my head. It is not going to be interrupted today. I turn her to face the celling and get on top of her. Tightly pinning her hands above her head with one hand. My hips on both of her sides, seizing her movements. Pressing my arousal against her pussy through her panties and kissing her hard to muffle her screams and sobs. Pleasure immediately starts shooting within me.
I could feel her getting wet. Moisture seeping through her underwear fabric, easing the friction of our private parts pressing against each other. I sink my teeth into my lower lip as the soft sweet pleasure slowly heightens.
Her breathing is now trembled. "You are starting to like it huh?" I tease, if only I can see her expression right now. I should have turned the lights on. "No I don’t. Get off me you monster!"
That word really slices through me this time for some reason. I stop my movements, she cannot see me glaring at her, but she should surely feel how mad I am getting.