by Luxx Monroe
Garren finally picked up on the other line, and I knew he could tell I was a mess right away.
“Garren? I…something in the mail. I got something in the mail.”
“Nicole, what is it? What’s wrong?”
I looked over at Lexi for a little reassurance, and then continued on. “I think I just got a death poem from Chad.”
The silence that took over our call was eerie, and I had to look at my phone to make sure I hadn’t lost our call. “Garren?”
“I heard you. I’m coming to pick you up right now. Be out front in ten minutes.”
The call ended, and I was so happy at that moment that Garren had changed his mind about us. I wasn’t sure how I would have handled that moment without him.
Lexi looked at me in bewilderment but agreed that it was probably the right thing to go and sort this out with Garren. “At least now he’s not technically faculty. You can screw his brains out and not get kicked out!”
My mouth dropped open a little after her statement, and then we both burst out laughing so hard that I had to grab my side.
“Too soon?” she asked, and I couldn’t believe I was actually laughing at that moment. I should have been freaking the frick out, but instead my body was handling it like I was a crazy person. “Oh, Lexi. I’m going to miss you.”
“We’ll stay in touch, and you better get ready for the fucking time of your life when I come out to visit you in New York.” I hugged my friend and said goodbye before leaving our building. I was obviously a stupid girl to think my moment with Chad was over.
* * *
Garren wasn’t just pissed. He was seething mad when I showed him my love poem from Chad. I couldn’t tell if he was going to drive straight over to Arizona and rip Chad’s head from his body, or maybe just explode before getting to that point. “That little fucker. He’s the one who’s dead. I can’t believe he was able to send you this shit.”
I just nodded and sat back in his beemer, not saying a word. Secretly, I liked watching Garren defend me. I liked knowing that I was his and that he was going to do whatever it took to keep me safe because that’s what he’d said over and over again when I showed him the note.
After he was done spewing out his rant, he looked over at me and became deadly silent. “Come here, Nicole. I need to hold you for a second before we decide how to handle this.”
I, of course, obliged and climbed over to his lap, adjusting my skirt that had shifted during my movement. “I’m telling my parents tonight that I’m moving to New York.”
Garren finally smiled and placed his hands on my thighs. I’d decided a few days ago that it was so much easier wearing skirts when I was around that man. It didn’t matter what we were doing, it always ended up with him inside of me. “I’m so glad you’re coming with me. How could I protect you from that psycho if you’d decided to stay here? You’re mine, Nicole. Mine.”
“I know.” I smiled and leaned down to capture his lips. I had known that I was truly in love with my professor before he’d broken my heart, but I was amazed at how fast it had healed since he’d professed his own love for me. I knew our road wasn’t going to be perfect, that there would be bumps and bruises along the way, but for now I was happy. Even though a picture of Chad constantly flashed through my thoughts, I could honestly say that I was happy with Garren.
“Did you wear this shirt just for me?” He chuckled when I nodded, but quickly licked his lips when I started to unbutton my top. Desire coated his eyes, making me instantly wet and had me wanting him so bad that I had to grind myself against his leg to feel a little relief.
“Make me forget, make me yours right now,” I pleaded while pushing myself against him.
“Anytime.”
I sighed when his fingers moved my bra to the side, finally granting his lips access to my taut nipple. “Fuck, I love your boobs.” His tongue worked its magic, moving from one breast to the other. If you would have asked me if coming from someone just sucking on your tits was possible, I would have laughed and said that only happens in romance novels.
“You’re going to make me come if you keep doing that.”
A loud pop rang through the small space in the car when Garren pulled his mouth off me. “That’s only for my cock right now. Unbutton me and push yourself down on me. I need to be inside of you right now.”
I wiggled my eyebrows as I reached down and freed his long, ready member. He always felt so good in my hand, so silky, so ready.
Having sex in a small sports car wasn’t exactly the easiest feat, but with Garren it was always worth it. He was very supportive of my going to the cops with my evidence that Chad wasn’t finished with me. They told me that there was nothing they could do because there wasn’t any proof that Chad was the one who wrote my love poem.
We were at a standstill with Chad’s ward in Arizona as well. They said that there was no way that Chad would have been able to send out any mail. All letters are checked before leaving their facility, and it was clearly the work of someone else. Hell, maybe it was. I knew there were people out in our world who get off on tormenting other people. I’m sure someone heard about my incident with Chad, and they thought it would be hilarious to send that little note to me. Little did they know that they were putting me through hell.
I also told my parents about my plan to move to New York with Garren that next morning. Thrilled definitely wouldn’t be the word I’d use to describe how they handled it. It was more like shock and then rage (mostly my Dad), and finally after a few hours of scolding and wondering where they’d gone wrong, they excepted that NYU was a great school and that they didn’t want to lose me. Did I mention that I have amazing parents?
Chad’s letters also didn’t stop. One was even delivered to Garren’s rental the day before we were set to move. It was the strangest one yet. An image of a little girl holding a teddy bear that was missing its head covered the front of a card. Garren was irate when he saw the poem inside, and I thought he was going to go out and murder anyone who even reminded him of Chad. I couldn’t wait to get out of there, even though law enforcement swore up and down that it was a copycat, that Chad was locked in a very tight, security-protected facility and that there was no way these letters could be from him.
“This has got to stop. I’m so ready to get the fuck out of here, Nicole. Even though that little dipshit knew to send that letter here, we’re going to put a stop to it once we get to my place in New York City.”
“How? I just want him to leave me alone. How do they not know it’s him sending me these letters and poems?” I asked, feeling defeated and wanting nothing more than to rid my life of Chad.
“Come here.” Garren wrapped his arms around me and embraced me in a tight hug. “You’re mine now, and I’m going to take good care of you. Chad won’t come anywhere near you, not as long as I can help it.”
I snuggled into his chest and took in a deep breath. His smell was intoxicating, and I also knew that I wouldn’t ever get tired of smelling him. As weird as that sounded. “I know. I’m also really nervous about my application. I know you said I’m a sure thing, but what if I don’t get in?”
Garren kissed the top of my head and brushed some of my hair behind my ear. “Then you’ll take a few classes somewhere else. I know some very talented people that could help you get in at a newspaper as a temp if you’re interested.”
I pulled back quickly and analyzed his facial expression. “Seriously? Of course I am!” I was just about to grin up at him, but he picked me up so fast that I didn’t have time to react. Before I knew it, I was butt-ass naked and tied to his bed. He’d told me that he had a few new toys that he wanted to try out on me. Not there at his rental, but at our place in New York City. Our place. I liked the sound of that.
Chapter Five
Garren
“Don’t move, Nicole. I’m not going to tell you this again, understand?” I looked down at Nicole’s bare ass, which was positioned at the perfect angle, her legs open and
her body secured to our new bed.
Of course she couldn’t answer me. I figured the best way to break in our new life together in New York City would be to tie my naughty girlfriend—yes, I said girlfriend—to our bed in the best position yet. The gag that was placed over her mouth also prevented her from speaking. It seemed like every time I tried to do anything that involved tying her up, it only lasted a few minutes, so I figured not hearing her sweet little voice would let us have a longer time to explore.
“Relax, and I promise you’ll enjoy every minute I’m about to give you.” I walked over and pushed play on a new song I’d found. Its beat was intoxicating, and it put me in just the right mood to play. “Do you like this?”
Nicole nodded while I tightly secured her left ankle to the large wooden bedpost. Fuck me, she looked completely edible, and that’s exactly what I was going to do with her. Eat her pussy so hard that she wouldn’t be able to get the memory of my mouth on her cunt out of her mind for weeks, hell, maybe months.
I walked around the bed, making sure her wrists and ankles were secure but not too tight. Nicole had very delicate skin, and I’d left a few too many red marks on her lately. “God, you look absolutely stunning right now. Do you know how fucking crazy you drive me?”
Nicole moaned when I spread her ass cheeks apart and licked her from the entrance of her ass to the very farthest point of her cunt. Devine. She did her best to stay still, and with her ass pointed high in the air, I knew this wasn’t an easy feat.
The juices that flowed into my mouth only fueled my want. I never knew I could feel this way about a woman. Nicole was obviously much younger than I had ever expected when I thought about what girlfriend material would be like, but age didn’t matter to me. What mattered was how that girl made me feel, and she made me feel like I could be a better person, like there was hope in my dark, fucked up world, and she could be my light.
“You taste so damn good, come on me. Come in my mouth.” I pushed her ass up, gaining a better position to suck her clit fully into my mouth. Her moans grew louder, and within a few seconds, she was exploding all over my mouth.
I pushed in a few of my large fingers, letting her ride out her orgasm on my hand. I would never get bored of that feeling.
“I’ve got a little surprise for you. Remember how I said that I had some new toys to try out? Well, today’s the day.” I grinned as I walked over to an armoire that was positioned against a wall right next to our large four-post king-sized bed. “You’ll have to trust me. Give me everything right now, Nicole, and I won’t disappoint you. Do you understand?”
Nicole nodded and tried to pull against the ropes that were securing her to the large wooden posts. “Good girl. Now, I’m going to take you hard. You’ll feel pressure in your ass as well, but it’s going to be unlike anything we’ve tried. Are you ready?”
Nicole moaned when I kneeled on the bed, hovering right above her, swirling my dick around her soaking wet entrance. “Do you feel me? I’m so fucking hard right now. I can’t wait to try our new toy on you.”
I knew Nicole screamed behind her gag as I pushed into her so hard that the ropes that were holding her legs strained tight. I continued to pump in and out of her, coating my dick with her wet cream. “I’m going to fuck you just until I’m about to come. Then I’m going to try something new. I’m going to fuck you while using our new anal beads. Are you ready for that?”
Nicole’s moans and whimpers let me know how much my dirty little girl enjoyed these moments. I did exactly what I’d said. I was so close to spilling my seed inside of her, but at the last minute I pulled out and reached over to the small beads that were carefully placed along a soft piece of rubber. I gripped the handle, but before I thrust back into her soft, inviting core, I reached down and removed the blindfold and gag.
“I want you to see me when I’m fucking you in your cunt and ass. They are both mine. Only mine.” I couldn’t get over the possessive feeling that Nicole created in me. I didn’t know what the hell had come over me when it came to that girl, but I loved it. I loved her.
Nicole didn’t say a word, and I took my position behind her again. “If this becomes too much, you have to tell me. You know I’d never want to hurt you. This is all for pleasure, so you need to tell me you understand that.”
“I understand. Just fuck me. Please? I was so close to coming.”
I chuckled and slapped her ass with just enough force that her cheeks jiggled with excitement. “I’m going to lube the beads so they slip in easier. Then, as I’m fucking your pussy, I’m going to take your ass with these beads.”
She didn’t even have a chance to answer because I was in her so fast I could already feel my release lingering. “You feel too damn good. You always make this end much quicker than I’d like it to.”
It didn’t matter how many times I fucked that girl, she always made me come harder and faster than anyone else. I put the blame on her tight little pussy, and believe me, there were no complaints.
“Are you ready?”
A very faint, “Yes,” left Nicole’s mouth, and that was all the encouragement I needed.
I placed the lubed beads at Nicole’s anus, pushing them in slowly, letting her body get used to the new foreign object. “This won’t feel good until I pull them out. Let this part be the build up to the pressure. Feel my hard cock inside of you while I push these in your ass. You’re going to fucking love this.”
The beads disappeared one by one, and soon it was time to pull them out. Nicole’s moan filled our entire flat, making me almost burst right then and there. “Fuck, Nicole, I’m going to come. One more time.” I pushed the beads inside her while I continued my harsh pace in her eager pussy. “Come when I pull these out. Let yourself go.”
“I’m so close. Do it now. I’m going to come.”
I listened to her for once and pulled out the beads just as I came inside her cunt. My ejaculation was so strong that I could see it instantly start to spill out down the sides of my cock. I used those juices to coat my finger as I brought it back to her ass, inserting one of my fingers, feeling her walls clench around my dick as I stroked back and forth. “You love me playing with your ass, you dirty girl.”
I could tell it was time to release her from her ropes, but I wasn’t quite ready to see her out of that position. It was my favorite to date.
“You wreck me, you know that?”
I laughed when she turned around, and I pulled out my finger, bringing it close to my mouth.
“No! Oh, my God, don’t suck on that!” Her shriek made me hunch over in a full-on laugh attack.
“I’m just playing with you. Calm down.” Nicole’s smile finally broke, and her eye roll let me know she didn’t think I was quite as amusing as I thought.
“Untie me, please?”
“I was just thinking the same thing.” I leaned over and captured her mouth, tasting myself on her tongue. I had to admit one thing, and that was Nicole was becoming too fucking good at blow jobs. Her mouth almost wrecked me faster than her pussy. Almost.
We spent the rest of that night christening our new place together. We toasted with champagne to a new beginning, one that only involved us. I was going to start my new job the next day, teaching a few journalism classes at a local college. Getting a high recommendation from Dean Benton was probably the only reason I’d been hired. He knew me too well to think I’d ever just sleep with a student for the hell of it. What I felt for Nicole was the real deal, and I thank him every day for it.
Nicole was also starting classes at NYU that next week. Although I wasn’t her professor anymore, we still liked to role play that scenario. It was our favorite.
“Let’s get some sleep, love. We have a big day tomorrow.”
“Tell me one more time.”
I laughed and leaned over to place a kiss on her perfect mouth. “I love you, Nicole Swanson.”
Her smile was still in place when I heard her breaths start to slow. And it was true. I did love t
hat girl with all my heart. I never wanted to find out what my life would be like without her, and I hoped I never would.
Chapter Six
Nicole
New York City was unlike any of the other places I’d ever been to in the entire world. Which really wasn’t that many. During my senior year of high school, I did go on a trip with some of my classmates to a Gifted and Talented convention in the sunny Florida Keys. While most of my friends were ecstatic to be somewhere warm and tropical, I found my light skin irritated and the bugs annoying. Right then I knew I wasn’t a warm weather girl. New York, on the other hand, was like I’d finally found my place. I knew right away that I was going to love this city, absolutely love it.
I also only had one last day before I started my new life at NYU, my number one college choice. Really, I’d never even thought it possible that I’d be able to attend NYU, but here I was, an actual student. People say that you go through hard times to enjoy the good ones, and I was starting to hear the truth in that. I was also loving my life at the moment. Garren’s flat in Greenwich really was all he described to me. It was also in a very secure and safe building, which had given me peace of mind. It had been the first time I’d felt safe since I’d gotten out of the hospital back home. Chad’s letters hadn’t found me yet, but I wasn’t holding my breath. Garren had been my rock and did everything he could to make sure that creep didn’t find me again.
One thing I loved about our building was the fact that we only had two neighbors on our floor. I hadn’t met them, but Garren had mentioned they both seemed very private and he had never had much interaction with them. I’d noticed that about New Yorkers so far. Everyone had somewhere very important to be, so get the hell out of their way.
I really hadn’t thought much about the other tenants in our building, to tell you the truth, but that was all about to change because just as I’d left our apartment that beautiful Sunday morning, I literally ran right into one.
