Honor Student
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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 f**k 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 f**k 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 f**king 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.
“It’s not that simple.” He replied.
“What are you talking about? She threatened your life!” I stopped short, realizing I was shouting at him.
“She doesn’t seem to know anything about you.” He said as he took another long drink from the bottle. It had not even crossed my mind that this person was a threat to me. I ran my fingers through my hair, but they caught in a giant knot.
“Shit” I said under my breath. Mr. Honor smiled and opened the drawer in the island. He pulled out a pink hairbrush and held it out for me. “Thanks” I smiled, wondering why he had this and whom it belonged to. He grinned and it was hard to remember how mad I was at him just seconds before. Sometimes he seemed so caring but in the blink of an eye, his mood switches to something dark. I wish I could learn more about what is going on being those blue eyes.
“We have to find somewhere safe for you to go tonight.” He said, breaking me from my thoughts.
“Why can’t I stay here?” I asked, but I immediately felt foolish for assuming he would want me to stay. “Never mind” I sat the brush back in my back and stood up from the stool.
“It’s not that I don’t want you to stay. I wish I could lock you up and never let you leave.” He joked, but I knew he had entertained the thought. “The last place you should be is with me.” He explained and I relaxed a little. I always assumed the worst. William walked around the counter and cupped my face in his hand, his fingers stroking my cheeks. “Why do you think so little of yourself?” he asked. His question caught me off guard and I did not really have an answer.
“Why are you so distant?” I countered. He drew in a deep breath.
“That has nothing to do with you, Emma.” I placed my hand on his chest, feeling his pulse race under my fingertips. He grabbed my hand and pressed it harder against his chest.
“You are the only person who has ever made my heart race like this.” His eyes stared deeply into mine. I could not look away, not that I wanted to. He ran his free hand through my hair and tucked it behind my ear.
“You have to go. It’s not up for debate.” He said sternly. I wanted to argue but I knew his mind was made up.
Chapter Seventeen
I called Becka and left her a voicemail letting her know I wanted to hang out. William fixed us something to eat while I waited for her to call me back.
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 f**k 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 f**k 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 f**king 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.
“It’s not that simple.” He replied.
“What are you talking about? She threatened your life!” I stopped short, realizing I was shouting at him.
“She doesn’t seem to know anything about you.” He said as he took another long drink from the bottle. It had not even crossed my mind that this person was a threat to me. I ran my fingers through my hair, but they caught in a giant knot.
“Shit” I said under my breath. Mr. Honor smiled and opened the drawer in the island. He pulled out a pink hairbrush and held it out for me. “Thanks” I smiled, wondering why he had this and whom it belonged to. He grinned and it was hard to remember how mad I was at him just seconds before. Sometimes he seemed so caring but in the blink of an eye, his mood switches to something dark. I wish I could learn more about what is going on being those blue eyes.
“We have to find somewhere safe for you to go tonight.” He said, breaking me from my thoughts.
“Why can’t I stay here?” I asked, but I immediately felt foolish for assuming he would want me to stay. “Never mind” I sat the brush back in my back and stood up from the stool.
“It’s not that I don’t want you to stay. I wish I could lock you up and never let you leave.” He joked, but I knew he had entertained the thought. “The last place you should be is with me.” He explained and I relaxed a little. I always assumed the worst. William walked around the counter and cupped my face in his hand, his fingers stroking my cheeks. “Why do you think so little of yourself?” he asked. His question caught me off guard and I did not really have an answer.
“Why are you so distant?” I countered. He drew in a deep breath.
“That has nothing to do with you, Emma.” I placed my hand on his chest, feeling his pulse race under my fingertips. He grabbed my hand and pressed it harder against his chest.
“You are the only person who has ever made my heart race like this.” His eyes stared deeply into mine. I could not look away, not that I wanted to. He ran his free hand through my hair and tucked it behind my ear.
“You have to go. It’s not up for debate.” He said sternly. I wanted to argue but I knew his mind was made up.
Chapter Seventeen
I called Becka and left her a voicemail letting her know I wanted to hang out. William fixed us something to eat while I waited for her to call me back.
