Page 76 of Tormented Kings
“I might not be worth the risk, but he is,” I say, taking a step back. “Don’t let your father make you live in fear. Don’t let him take the little things in life. If you do, you’re going to wake up one morning and hate yourself.”
“I already do.”
That kills me. My eyes well with tears as I give him a sad smile. “I guess it’s a good thing you have people in your life who don’t. Maybe if you give us a chance, we can love you enough for the both of us.”
I leave him there, fists clenched, chest heaving. If I push him, if I beg for him to be something more with Declan, it’s going to make things worse. I’ve done all I can for right now. I just hope I didn’t fuck it all up.
The week goes by in a blur. School, homework, and sleep become my life. It’s like all my classes have gotten harder, and my teachers are giving out more assignments. I’ve hardly had the time to see the guys, spending most of my time in my room studying.
I’ve popped into the Host Club a few times at lunch, but I didn’t stay long. With Declan and Grayson still taking clients, I’m forced to sit with Preston alone. He might not have gone back to being an asshole to me, but he sure as hell is one grumpy fucker.
He hasn’t talked to me since our heart to heart and hardly looks at me. But he doesn’t leave when I join him in his little corner office. We just sit there and eat in silence. It’s like the tower, only here the quiet feels wrong.
I hope what I said to him didn’t ruin anything but rather gave him something to think about.
The one person I haven’t seen in almost a week is Collin. We’ve been talking on the phone and text all the time, but it’s not enough. I miss him, his scent, his touch.
That's why today, I made sure I got to the cafeteria early to snag two cupcakes along with the lunch kit that I stashed in their fridge. Apparently, all I needed to do was give them my name, and they let me right in.
Collin or Carol must have something to do with this. Students aren't just allowed back there whenever they want. But I guess if you’re a family friend of the headmistress, you get special treatment?
It’s weird. Is this what the spoiled rich kids in this school feel like when they throw their name around to get what they want?
Not that me just getting first dibs at today's special dessert is anywhere near what those kids might use their power for. Still, it was a bit of a rush.
With the lunch kit in hand, I make my way to Collin’s office. I texted him beforehand asking what he was doing for lunch, needing to make sure he was even at school and making sure I didn’t interrupt a counseling session. He told me he was just going to stay in to grade papers. Perfect.
Giving the door a knock, I wait, nervous butterflies filling my belly. With every passing second he doesn’t answer, I start to get antsy.
Not sure if he heard me the first time, I knock again. This time, I hear noises coming from the other side of the door. Someone is inside, then.
“This better be go–” Collin starts, ripping the door open. His eyes land on mine, lips parted mid-sentence.
“Hi,” I whisper with giddy excitement. Fuck, he’s so damn sexy. He’s dressed in a black dress shirt with black dress pants. The first few buttons are undone, showing off some of his ink. I lick my lips before my eyes drift back up to meet his. “I thought I’d–”
This time it’s my turn to be cut off as Collin grabs me by the arm and yanks me inside the room.
He slams the door shut, locking it quickly. I let out a surprised sound as he shoves me up against the wall.
His lips are on mine, and I moan, letting the lunch box drop to the ground as I wrap my arms around him, kissing him with an urgency like I’ve never felt before.
“Fuck,” he groans, his hands all over my body like he can’t get enough of me, needing to touch me. I feel the same. My hands tangle in his hair as I kiss him harder, a needy whimper slipping free that he swallows happily. He moves his lips to my neck, and I moan as he starts to kiss and suck at the sensitive flesh, making me shiver. “I’ve missed you so much, Sadie.”
“I miss you too.” I claw at his back as he kisses me again. It’s rough, primal, and has me weak in the knees.
Grabbing my legs, he lifts me up, carrying me over to his desk. He sits me down, our lips moving against one another in a dirty, sloppy kiss that has my pussy dripping for him.
“Wait, wait, wait.” I pull back dazed, lips swollen, body humming. “We can’t do this. Not here.”
He growls, eyes wild. “We can, and we will. Because I haven’t touched my woman in days, and I'm going out of my damn mind.”
“But I brought lunch.” I blink up at him.
His lips tip up in a smile. “As kind as that is, baby, I'd much rather haveyoufor lunch.” The way he says it, with a predatory purr, has me very much liking his idea.
He swipes his hand across the desk, sending papers floating to the ground. I laugh, but then it turns into a gasp as he shoves me backwards so that I’m lying on the desk. Collin grabs my hips, yanking my ass to the edge of the desk. “I fucking love skirts,” he growls, grabbing my legs. He puts my feet on top of the arms of the chair before grabbing my knees and shoving them apart.
I’m on fire right now, so wet and turned on for him.