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“You were dating our teacher.” He stated the obvious, then walked over to the one picture I’d first noticed and picked the frame up. He brought it over to me and pressed it to my face, the glass hitting my nose and chin. “This was supposed to have been us. I was there that night when you hurried past me with his hotel key in your hand. You were going to be his dirty, little whore. I knew it was going to happen, and I’d even tried to stop it, but—”
“What did you do, Travis?” Something told me that the things I’d experienced so far had nothing on the true lengths he’d gone to in my name.
He smirked. “I’d stolen the master key from a housekeeper on his floor, and had set up a listening device in his room. I needed to know what he said to you that I didn’t.” Travis then walked over to his dresser and pulled something out from the top drawer.
When he started to play it, I heard the sound of a door opening and closing. I closed my eyes and knew where it had been from. I’d been standing at the window, valiantly trying to infuse the strength to leave him into my veins.
“I got up here as quickly as I could. You look so beautiful tonight.” Even now, I could feel his lips on my flesh. Callum! God, he was right about Travis all along and I’d chalked his concern up to jealousy. “When we’re together, I try to touch, kiss, and fuck you as often as I can so I have something to remember you by when we’re apart. It’s torture not being able to be with you in the traditional sense.” My moans soon followed as he’d continued to kiss and touch me. Even now, the memories alone warmed me up from within. “No one makes me feel the way you do. I can’t even think straight when you’re around. All I want to do is touch you... kiss you... hold you in my arms... I love feeling your hands on me, Nicole.”
“I love feeling yours on me, too,” I’d said, and when I dared to glance over at Travis, his jaw was tensed tightly.
I could see the pain in his eyes, but he had no reason to be hurt. I’d never let him believe there would ever be more than friendship between us. The audio kept playing, and I closed my eyes. A few seconds later, I heard a noise and looked over to see him pulling his cock out of his pants. He was hard, and looking directly at me. I had no idea what he planned to do, but I tried once more to free myself. It was to no avail. He stopped his approach, then started to stroke himself.
“God, do you know how fucking gorgeous you really are, Nicole? Do you know how often I dream of your pussy and all the wicked things I want to do to it?” Travis’s eyes were closed, and his hand was furiously pumping his shaft. “Seeing you earlier, I wanted to drag you off into the shadows and fuck this hot pussy until you screamed the roof off the entire fucking hotel. I wanted to announce to my entire fucking social circle that every inch of your sexy body is mine.”
“But you’re mine,” Travis groaned, and there was nothing I could do but watch.
“I want to take everything from you tonight, Nicole. Everything. After I make that hot pussy of yours come, I want to fuck your tight ass.”
“I’m going to fuck yours too, Nicole,” Travis told me, and I had no doubt that he would try. Panic and desperation mingled with my fear, and my entire body started to shake.
“It’s time, Nicole. I want every part of you to be mine.”
“Then you dropped to your knees and fucked him like the dirty little whore he turned you into. You’re going to suck mine the same way. I want you to make me come like you did for him.”
I would never, but I stayed quiet.
“Fuck, the way you suck my dick, Nicole. Yes, just like that.” Callum was always so fucking vulgar, and I’d loved it. Even after we were over, those same words would echo in my head as I got myself off, much like Travis was doing right now. His hand continued to move, and I could see the glistening head of his cock as he neared his own climax.
“Fuck me,” I’d pleaded with Callum, then the recording went silent.
Travis released his cock from his hand, then closed the distance between us. I clamped my mouth shut the moment he grabbed it with his other hand and guided it to my lips. “Open up your whore mouth, Nicole.”
I shook my head vehemently. Travis would have to kill me before I’d ever agree to that. Another sharp bite of pain spread across my cheek as he walloped me again. Still, I wouldn’t open it up to take him inside. He painted my lips with his pre-come, and the very thought of it sitting there made me physically ill, but not as much as allowing him to thrust himself inside. He traced my lips a few times, then even tapped my chin and left cheek with it until he stepped back.
I quickly opened my mouth to suck air into my lungs when he turned away from me and walked back to his dresser. He opened the same drawer, and when he turned, my eyes widened at what he had in his hand. It was a syringe, and he held it skyward, then flicked it with his nail a few times until a few clear drops spurted from the tip.
“Do we need to do this the hard way?” he asked, then picked his cock back up with his free hand. When I still wouldn’t open my mouth, he shrugged. “I see that we will. Get ready to scream for me.” Before I could say anything, he thrust the needle into my throat, and immediately a trail of liquid fire spread through my veins. The little bit of feeling I had left in my shoulder and upper arm disintegrated, as did that in my legs. My head drooped forward, and everything went black once more.
CALLUM
As I raced back toward campus, my investigator had called me back, and he’d narrowed the location down to a single vicinity which matched the address I received via text message. I’d left my place half-cocked, until I realized there was an order of protection against me. If this was some sort of game on her part, I could be falling into her trap. She’d then have the ammo to have me arrested. Maybe losing my career wasn’t enough penance for whatever it was she thought I’d done to her.
I pulled over, then placed a call. “Detective Falloray,” came the deep voice on the other end of the line.
“Jessie, this is Callum—”
“I know who this is. What’s wrong?” I gave him a high overview of my morning, complete with being suspended, then told him about the phone calls I’d received along with the text message. “I don’t want you anywhere near that place. I—”
“I didn’t call you so you could talk me out of this. If Nicole’s in danger, no force on this fucking earth will stop me from getting to her.” I was resolute in that. I loved her, even in spite of the restraining order and what happened with the Dean earlier. When I’d let the situation sit and reexamined everything, I was more convinced that someone had put her up to doing the things she did, but I didn’t know who. Everything would be figured out once I got to her.
“Callum, I need you to wait on me. I’m headed there right now with one of my men. Will you promise to stand by until we get there so we can do our jobs?” I wanted to do that, but I wasn’t sure I could. “I believe she’s in danger, and this could be an ambush by someone. Remington would never forgive me if something happened to you, so for the love of God, just let me do my job.”
“But, she could—”
“You need back-up which we can provide. Just listen to me, Callum. I don’t want to have you picked up for violating the restraining order.”
“We both know the things listed on it were bullshit. I—”
