Honor Student (7 page)

It is too late for that. Are you alone?

I bit my lip as I thought about how to
answer.

I am in my car.

I turned right and headed into the parking
lot of the grocery store across the highway. My phone lit up again
as I put my car in park.

Where are you?

The grocery store near my house

I will be right there.

I took a deep breath and cranked up the
radio. My heart raced as I thought about him, his eyes on mine, his
lips. He was not anything as if I thought he would be. He was
rough, uncaring and forceful but I could not get enough of him. I
was scared I would not be able to stay away from him. He could lose
his job. Even though I was an adult, it was still against the rules
for us to be together.

Chapter Fifteen

William arrived only a few minutes later and
I realized he must have been waiting somewhere close by. He got out
of his car, staring at me for a long moment. I knew I could not
turn back. I felt the fire burning between us and I wanted nothing
more than to be with him again.

“Are you okay?” he asked as he slowly walked
closer.

“I’m fine.” He cupped my face in his hands,
kissing me softly on the forehead. Electricity shot between us as
he touched me.

“I’ll get you your things. Wait in my car.”
His jaw clenched as he spoke. I nodded and walked over to his
car.

I turned on the radio as I waited, flipping
through the stations to find something upbeat. I settled on an old
rock station. I ran my fingers over a dark red rosary that hung
from the gearshift. I tried to picture Mr. Honor in a church but it
just did not fit. I picked up a small folded paper from the change
compartment, glancing out the windshield to make sure he was not
coming, before unfolding it.

I know what you are doing. I will make you
pay.

I gasped aloud. The door to my car slammed
and I glanced up to see Mr. Honor walking towards me, my purse in
hand. I quickly folded the note and placed it back where I had
found it.

“Find everything?” I asked as he slid the bag
in to the back seat.

He nodded and tucked my hair behind my ear. I
swallowed hard wishing he would touch me again. His jaw clenched as
he put the car in reverse and pulled out of the parking lot.

We rode in silence as we made our way across
town. In the daylight, Kippling took on a completely new life. The
streets where packed with tourists and retirees who wanted to soak
up some warm Florida sun. I stared out the window at the happy
families as my stomach panged with jealousy. William placed his
hand back on my leg. I was not sure if he meant to comfort me or if
he was just claiming me as his territory. I did not care either
way. It was nice to be around someone who did not look at me as if
I was a puppy that had just been kicked, even though that is
exactly how I felt most of the time. The note I had found in the
change compartment played over and over in my head. What had Mr.
Honor done? Who was after him? I wanted to ask him, but I could not
form the words. Too much was happening. I was very self-destructive
by nature and I did not want to ruin things for William while my
world was continually falling apart.

We pulled into the factory a few minutes
later. The building was dark and cool compared to the morning sun
outside. I got out of the car as William grabbed my purse. I walked
ahead of him up the dark staircase, his hand on my back. The time I
had spent with him here only last night, felt like a lifetime ago.
William sat my bag on the kitchen island; he disappeared in to his
room for a moment, returning with clothes in hand.

“I want to show you something.” He said but I
did not respond, just gazed around the expansive building. “Come
on” he said quietly, taking my hand and pulling me behind him. He
led me to a large brown door on the other side of his living room.
He pulled it up, exposing an old elevator. We stepped inside and it
began to rise to the next level.

We stepped out in to the large cavernous
space. It was dark, the windows blacked out. William walked up
behind me, wrapping his hands around my waist. For a moment, it
felt like a caring gesture.

“What is this?” I asked as my eyes began to
adjust. I could make out large objects staggered throughout the
space.

“This is where I play.” He whispered into my
ear.

Chapter Sixteen

His hand slipped around my neck, squeezing
slightly as he licked his lips. I was breathing heavily and I tried
to hide the fear that was rising inside of me.

“I want to hurt you.” He warned. I could feel
my heart beating out of my chest as he spoke. Part of him scared me
but I could not get enough of him. I leaned in slowly, feeling his
breath on my lips.

“Maybe I want to be hurt.” His body tensed
and he sucked in a ragged breathe. His lips immediately crushed
into mine from behind. His fingers tangle in my hair, pushing my
mouth harder into his.

“Get on your knees.” He moaned and I dropped
to the floor, staring up at him as he undid his belt. He slowed as
he unbuttoned them and slid the zipper down, his eyes locked on to
mine. “Take me in your mouth.” He instructed as his hands slid into
my hair. I slipped my hand into the waistband of his boxer briefs.
I tugged them down, freeing him. He was larger than I remembered
and I hesitated for a moment, not sure what to do. He wrapped his
hand around himself and slowly pushed against my lips. I looked up
at him, pushing back at him with my tongue. He breathed heavily,
his eyes hooded and full of wanting. He pushed again and I let him
slide passed my lips. I used my tongue against him as his hips
moved back and forth, slowly pushing himself further into my mouth.
He licked his lips and fire shot through me. I opened my mouth
wider, allowing him to slip inside fully. He moaned and I began to
move faster against him. His fingers knotted tightly in my hair. I
felt powerless and completely in control at the same time. “Stop”
he pulled my hair just hard enough to make me stand. His free hand
slipped down between my legs, sliding his fingers along the apex of
my thighs. I moaned quietly wanting to kiss him, but he held my
hair tightly, keeping me back.

“Please” I breathed.

“I like it when you beg.” He moaned and I
wanted nothing more than to please him. He walked me backwards to
the wall and pushed me against it hard. He tugged at my shirt and I
lifted my arms so he could pull it over my head. His eyes stared
into mine as he undid my pants and slowly pushed them down.

“You will need a safe word.” He said, his
mouth hovering over mine.

“A safe word” I repeated back, not
understanding.

“In case you want me to stop.” He explained.
All I wanted was for his hands to be on my body. I could not
imagine asking him to stop.

“I don’t think…” I began but he placed his
finger over my lips to stop me.

“It’s just in case.” He assured me. I bit my
lip as I tried to come up with something, anything but all I could
think of was touching him.

“Flower” I blurted out. He let out a deep
laugh.

“Flower” His lips met mine, sending pleasure
shooting through my body. I pressed myself against him and tugged
at his belt. His breath quickened and suddenly he grabbed my hands,
pushing them hard against the wall. He captured my lower lip in his
teeth, tugging at it gently.

“Now the real fun begins.” He smirked. He
moved my hands higher until cold metal pressed against my wrists.
Something tightened around them and I tugged against it, but was
unable to pull my arms back down. He stepped back, looking over
me.

“You look incredible.” He said with complete
admiration. He pulled a cloth from his back pocket and leaned in to
kiss me again. He slid the fabric over my eyes and secured it
behind my head. I was lost in complete darkness. His mouth left
mine again and for a few moments there was nothing but silence.

“William?” I called out but there was no
response. My pulse was racing.

“Patience” he spoke softly in my ear. His
hand trailed down the inside of my thigh. When he reached my ankle,
I felt the familiar cold of the metal click into place. He pulled
my legs farther apart and locked my other so I was completely
helpless. I bit my lip as I felt his hand run back up the inside of
my leg, stopping at the top of my thigh.

“This belongs to me now.” He said as his
fingers slid slowly against me. My breath hitched in my throat.
“Tell me that you belong to me.” His words were low and calm. “Tell
me!” He commanded as he slipped one of his fingers inside of me
harshly.

“I belong to you!” I yelled. He laughed
sadistically, his breath tickling my neck.

“Good girl” His lips trailed over my
shoulder. I involuntarily pushed my chest out towards him, begging
for his touch. As his mouth reached my breast, his tongue circled
around gently before he bit lightly with his teeth. I let out a
gasp of pain and he stopped for a second before continuing on to
the next. He bit, tugging with his teeth and I cried out, pulling
against the restraints. The metal dug into my skin and I
immediately stopped struggling. His lips moved lower and I could
feel them curve into a smile. He licked and nipped at my body, his
fingers digging hard into my skin.

I could hear a low buzzing sound as something
vibrated against me. It was smooth and cold to the touch. He ran it
up my belly and around my left breast, causing the nipple to go
hard.

“Have you ever played with one of these
before?” he asked. I bit my lip and shook my head as he circled it
around my chest. He slipped it lower I held my breath as he slowly
inched closer to my pleasure spot. The moment it touched me I
pulled down on the restraints, trying to back away from the
overwhelming sensation. “Shhh...” he whispered, but did not stop.
He slid it back and forth between my legs. I rocked my hips slowly
with the motion and I could feel his breath on my lips.

“Do you want me to make you come?” he
asked.

“Yes” I whispered, moving my face closer to
his, wanting desperately to feel his mouth on mine. He pulled back
slightly, just out of my reach.

“Yes what?” he asked, his hand moving quicker
against me.

“Yes, sir” I moaned. He pulled his hand back
and I opened my mouth to protest, but before I could speak the
plastic device slid passed my lips. He slowly pushed it in further
as his hips pushed against mine. I could feel the length of him
against my thigh.

“Deeper” His face brushed up against mine. I
opened my mouth wider, letting him slide it in until I felt his
fingers against my lips. He pulled it back out slowly. The cold wet
plastic trailed down my chest. As it reached my pleasure spot, he
slipped himself inside of me. I moaned as he pushed harder and
harder. I could feel my orgasm building within. I pulled my legs,
trying to bring them in closer. He pulled the toy back and held
himself still inside of me, stopping me from finishing.

“Don’t stop!” I breathed. His hips rocked
slightly and I pushed against him hard.

“Tell me what you want.”

“I want you.” I was willing to do anything to
have him continue.

“You want me to fuck you?” He asked as he
thrust hard. I cried out loudly in his ear.

“Yes” I breathed, begging him to
continue.

“Ask nicely.” He nibbled my ear and his touch
had a direct link to every part of my body.

“Please” I pulled against the restraints.

“Please what?” he pulled back, nearly
withdrawing completely.

“Please fuck me.” I begged. He pushed back
inside of me hard, slamming my body against the cold concrete wall.
The pleasure was overwhelming. I moaned loudly. His lips found mine
and he kissed me forcefully as my body tightened around his. He did
not slow until the last ripple of pleasure coursed through our
bodies.

He bent down and unlocked my legs from the
wall. As he stood, he pulled the cloth from my eyes and began to
release my hands. He did not speak a word or even look at me.
“Thanks” I said as I rubbed my wrists gingerly. He turned his back
to me, sliding on his jeans. I quickly gathered my clothes and
pulled them on.

He began making his way to the elevator
shaft. I followed behind him, not saying a word. We rode down to
the next floor in silence.

We reached the lower level and I quickly
headed for the bathroom to make myself look presentable. I splashed
some cold water on my face and stared at my reflection for a long
moment. William had gone from wanting me to acting as if I did not
exist again and I was wondering how much more of this I could
take.

I took a deep breath and walked back out into
the main living area. Mr. Honor was in the center of his living
room with the phone pressed firmly to his ear. His jaw clenched and
I could not make out what he was saying but I knew he was not
happy. I walked over to the kitchen island at sat on one of the
stools. The folded piece of paper I had found in his car was now
laying on the counter in full view.

“It’s not a fucking joke. If you did this I
will find out.” He yelled angrily and ended his call. He walked
hurriedly to the kitchen and I sat up, averting my eyes from the
threatening note.

“What’s wrong?” I asked quietly as he opened
the fridge, grabbing a beer. He slammed the door closed and twisted
the top off his bottle. He walked over to the island and shoved his
finger into the note.

“This is what’s wrong. This is why I came to
see you this morning.” He explained, taking a long drink from the
bottle.

“What does this have to do with me?” I asked,
confused by his sudden anger. “It was that woman wasn’t it? The one
I saw you with at the theater.” The questions poured out of my
mouth as I put all of the pieces together. “We have to call the
police!” he shook his head and thought for a long moment.