Trick Me Twice: An Enemies to Lovers High School Bully Romance Page 24

  “I guess they’ve sorted their shit out now,” I mused aloud to Raine.

  “Looks like it.” She smiled, then turned back to me. “You never answered my question.”

  Lifting her to her feet, I stood. “Let’s get out of here. I’ve got a date with Poison Ivy.”

  42

  I stripped off my top and shorts inside Carter’s truck, telling him he couldn’t look at me. Even though it’d been a massive detour, he’d insisted on stopping back at his house for “supplies,” so I’d taken the chance to run into my own house and grab my mask. The one Carter had originally given me.

  Without the atmospheric lighting of Fright Night, the park felt empty and foreboding, and I shivered. After I’d pulled on my mask and boots, I locked everything inside the truck except for a tiny key ring I had, which had a flashlight and personal alarm. Despite Carter’s presence, I wasn’t about to go running through the park without some kind of protection. Not that it would do much. I shivered again, second-guessing my decision to come here, before I shook off that thought. Carter wouldn’t be far away.

  “Raine.” Carter was suddenly looming over me, his huge, strong body against mine, and I completely relaxed. He wouldn’t let anything happen to me. “Stay in the shadows. There are people in the skatepark.” His low murmur vibrated against me, and I nodded. Pulling me into his arms, he kissed the top of my head, before releasing me. “They might not know we’re playing, and we don’t want the police involved.”

  I snorted at that. Yeah, trying to explain that I wanted my boyfriend to chase me around in the dark and make me scream might not go down too well with the police.

  “Ready? I’m gonna give you a head start, then I’m coming for you.”

  I nodded again. The same feeling of adrenaline, threaded through with the tiniest amount of fear, fizzed through my veins, and I smiled. “I’m ready.”

  “Good.” He lifted his hands, and I realised he was putting on his own mask. Not just any mask. The mask. The one he’d worn at Fright Night. “Looks like we both had the same idea.”

  Flicking a switch, the LED lights came on, and I shivered at the sinister slashes covering his eyes and mouth.

  He spoke one word, in a low, menacing rumble.

  “Run.”

  I did.

  She shot away from me, and I grinned. Behind her mask, I’d sensed the thrill of fear in her, the way her breath had come in short, sharp gasps once I’d put on my own mask. My girl knew I was coming for her, and her reaction to me had my cock responding instantly.

  I adjusted myself, playing football drills in my mind, because yeah, running with a hard-on was not fun. After waiting for a moment, I started prowling after her, my pace slow and steady as I allowed her time to get away, always keeping her in my sights. She raced around the side of the floodlit skatepark, staying deep within the shadows, hugging the chain-link fence that ran down one side. I increased my pace, easily keeping up with her as she bolted straight for the graffiti wall, avoiding the area where the few skaters were. She slid round behind the wall, and I smiled, slowing down again to give her time to catch her breath and build the anticipation.

  As I reached the wall, I stopped, listening. Her uneven, panting breaths carried through the still night air as she tried to stay hidden.

  My footsteps silent, I moved along the wall and then eased my body around the back, on the opposite side to her hiding place.

  I could make her out, peering around the corner. Her breath was still coming in pants, but I could feel the excitement coming off her. She loved this. The fear, the thrill of the chase, then the moment when I’d strike without warning.

  As I moved closer, I slowed my footsteps, my breathing even, coming right up behind her.

  “Boo.” I whispered the words in her ear, low and menacing, and my arms came around her, one gripping her waist, and the other, her throat. A scream escaped her mouth, and I slammed my hand over it, on top of her mask. She struggled against me ineffectually, and I held her in place. “Oh baby, you can’t run from me. I’ll always find you.” I loosened my grip around her mouth and spun her to face me, pressing her up against the concrete wall. In the sliver of light that fell across us, I could see her eyes behind her mask, huge and glimmering as she stared up at me.

  “Now you’ve caught me, what are you going to do with me?” Her words came out all breathy and lustful, and I smiled.

  “Whatever I want.” After pulling off my mask, I lifted hers and dropped it to the floor so I could see her face. Gripping her throat, I lowered my mouth to hers, and she opened for me. She tasted of whatever cocktail she’d been drinking at the party, sweet and delicious. I lost myself in her kiss, grinding myself into her, as she tugged my head lower, trying to pull me closer.

  I trailed my teeth down her neck, as my hand cupped her pussy, the evidence of what our little game was doing to her already obvious from the soaked material. “My little trickster. You tricked me, right here.”

  “I’d trick you again, if it meant we’d end up like this,” she murmured softly. She trailed off on a moan as I dragged my fingers roughly along her wetness.

  “I’d let you trick me twice. You’re mine now.” Using my free hand, I slid the straps of her leotard down her arms and tugged it all the way down her body so she was bared to me.

  “I—stop teasing me, now. I want you.” She was panting now, as I sucked one of her nipples into my mouth. I brought up my other hand, coated in her arousal, and pinched and tugged at her other nipple until she was crying out. I moved my head to take that nipple into my mouth, tasting her.

  “You taste fucking delicious, Rai.”

  She moaned, fumbling for the button of my jeans. I plunged two fingers inside her, and she gasped, her hand stilling on my jeans. I added a third finger, slowly pumping in and out of her, her wetness coating my hand. As my free hand moved to grip her throat, a low, needy sound escaped her lips. “Carter.”

  “Hmmm?” I returned my mouth to hers, swallowing her moans as we kissed frantically, and my movements became faster, as I moved my thumb across her clit, pumping and scissoring my fingers until she fell apart in front of me, her whole body trembling. I broke away from her, staring at her glassy-eyed, unfocused gaze as she came back down from her high.

  “You’re so fucking beautiful when you come.” Seeing her there, her head thrown back, all flushed and breathless, made something that I didn’t dare to put a name to swirl in my chest. I couldn’t think about that, not yet. Especially not with the fact that she was going to be heading off to university away from Alstone. It was going to be difficult enough having a long-distance relationship without my feelings for her getting even deeper.

  Fuck. Who was I kidding?

  Pushing those thoughts away and concentrating on the girl that was right here in front of me, I placed my fingers over her lips, reminding her of the first time we’d done this. “Open up.” She opened and I slid my fingers into her mouth, feeling her tongue swirl around my digits, imagining it was my cock.

  Her hands went back to my jeans as I held her to me. “I love your cock.”

  I grinned. “My cock loves you.”

  She groaned, and I could see her cheeks flush in the dim light. “I didn’t mean to say that aloud.”

  “I know you didn’t. But now you have, so why don’t you go ahead and show just how much love you have.” Releasing my grip, I pushed her head down, and she sank to the floor in a crouch. Her hands made quick work of my buttons, and then she dragged my jeans down over my hips.

  “Mmmm,” she moaned, palming me through my boxers. My eyes rolled back in my head, her firm, confident touch sending a jolt of electricity straight through me. She freed me from my boxers, running her thumb over the crown of my cock, smearing my precum across the tip.

  “Rai. Baby.” I couldn’t get any more words out, as she took my dick into her mouth, flicking her tongue on the underside. At the same time, she gripped my balls and lightly tugged on them, and my hands wen
t to her hair, holding her in place as she sucked my cock.

  Fuck.

  I’d never get enough of her mouth on me.

  As she took me deeper, she looked up at me, her pupils blown, and I felt the familiar tightening. Fuck, no. I wanted to come inside her. I pulled her head off me, and she stared at me, startled. “What’s wrong?”

  “Nothing’s wrong. You’ve got me so worked up I was about to come in your pretty little mouth, but I want to come inside you.”

  Her expression cleared, and she rose to her feet. “What are you waiting for?”

  After a moment’s hesitation, I said the words I’d been wanting to say from the moment I’d first had her. “I want to go bare inside you, skin to skin. I want to feel all of you. Right here, right now. Is that okay? I’m clean.”

  She bit her lip, then nodded. “I really want that. I’m clean, too. I mean, you know that. It’s only ever been you.”

  “It will only ever be me.” I lifted her into my arms, kissing her fiercely, before I thrust up inside her. “Oh fuck. This is amazing.” Her pussy fit me like a glove, tight, wet, and hot around my throbbing cock, no barriers between us.

  She moaned in agreement, and I thrust again. “Harder, Carter. Fuck me so hard I feel you tomorrow.”

  I growled and pushed her back against the wall, fucking her without mercy, her cries echoing through the space. “Oh fuck, I’m so close,” I panted, trying to hold on. Shifting my arms, I angled her slightly, and she cried out.

  “There! Don’t stop, please don’t stop.” I felt her pussy contract around my cock as her orgasm hit hard and fast.

  Her orgasm triggered mine, and I came so hard, I swore I saw stars.

  When I came down, my breathing returning to normal, I pulled her carefully off me. She winced slightly as I lowered her to the ground. “Are you okay, baby?” I brushed her hair back from her face.

  “That was amazing,” she sighed, her rosebud lips curving into a smile.

  Fuck. A thought suddenly occurred to me. “I didn’t bring anything to clean up with.” T-shirt it was, then. Ripping it over my head, I sank into a crouch in front of her and was hit with the best sight ever. My cum, running down her inner thigh. “Fucking hell, Rai, look at you, here, my cum all over you. No one else will ever see this sight, not now you’re mine.

  I balled up my T-shirt and carefully cleaned her off. “What will happen after the summer?” Her quiet, sad whisper cut through me.

  The same question had been playing on my mind, but I couldn’t stand the thought of her getting upset about it. It was down to me to reassure her, to make her see that we were going to be okay. After helping her back into her costume, I rose to my feet. “We’ll make it work. I don’t want to lose you.”

  “But we’re going to be at opposite ends of the country.” Her lip trembled, and right then, I understood exactly how much I meant to her, because the expression in her eyes reflected the way I was feeling.

  “I won’t lose you. Plenty of people make long distance work. We can do it. You’re not just a fling to me, Raine.”

  She buried her face in my shoulder, clinging onto me. “I hope so. You’re going to have so many girls throwing themselves at you all the time, though. I can’t expect you to wait for me. You need to enjoy your time at university without worrying about me.”

  “Raine, don’t you get it? I don’t want anyone else. You’re the only one I want. No one else.”

  A sigh escaped her lips, and she gripped onto me more tightly, her nails digging into my back.

  “Come on. Let’s get home. Your aunt’s doing a night shift, right? Let’s get showered and maybe we can try out the restraints I ordered.”

  “Restraints?” Her head shot up, a glimmer of interest chasing away the sadness in her eyes.

  “Yeah. You heard right.”

  “Do I get to tie you up?” Her voice was playful as we made our way back through the park towards my truck.

  “Nope. These are strictly for me to restrain you.”

  “And what are you going to do when you’ve got me at your mercy?”

  “Whatever I want.”

  Epilogue

  TWO MONTHS LATER

  My hands trembling, I turned the letter in my hands, the Southwark University crest taunting me. I slid my fingernail under the edge, easing it open, and pulled out the sheet of paper. Tears obscured my vision as I read the words.

  Delighted to inform…transfer successful subject to final results…full confirmation and information package to follow by email and post…

  I’d done it. I’d managed to switch from my original university to a degree course in textiles at Southwark University in south London. Carter and I would be an easy train ride apart. Since I’d become his girlfriend, I no longer had the burning desire to escape from Alstone that I once had. My priorities had changed. Carter was everything to me, and I didn’t want to gain everything and lose him in the process. This was a compromise—I got to do the degree that I’d been working towards all this time, but I’d be close enough that we could spend every weekend together, plus time during the week, depending on our class schedules.

  It was scary putting myself out there, but as Lena kept reminding me, I had to push myself out of my comfort zone.

  Now, I had to break the news to Carter.

  Walking through the hallway towards the cafeteria, I breathed in and out deeply, clutching the letter in my hand. I knew Carter wanted me, but there was always the tiniest doubt in my mind. Would this be too much? Would he be happy about what I’d done? I paused in the doorway, just watching my gorgeous boyfriend on his table at the centre of the room. He was seated casually on the table itself, long legs propped up on the chair in front of him. He’d taken his school blazer off, and his sleeves were rolled up, exposing his strong forearms. His presence dominated the space, confidence radiating from him as the group surrounding him hung off his every word.

  As if he sensed me, his gaze swung upwards and locked onto me, and a huge grin spread across his face. He crooked his finger at me, and I swallowed nervously, moving over to him.

  “Hey.” He swung his legs off the chair when I reached the table, tugging me in between them and gripping me lightly around the waist. “How’s my favourite girl doing?”

  “Good,” I whispered. The letter was still clutched in my hand, the paper crumpled between us.

  “What’s up?” He cupped my chin. “What’s—” Then he must’ve noticed the crinkling of the paper because he reached between us and pried the letter from my fingertips. I stood, the nerves rooting me in place, as he silently read the letter.

  When the silence stretched, I swallowed hard, then spoke. “Carter? Say something, please.”

  He finally raised his eyes from the paper. “What’s this all about? You’re giving up your dream degree course?” A flash of anger appeared in his eyes, and my stomach rolled.

  “No. It’s not… The location doesn’t matter. The course is almost identical. I only picked my original university because I wanted to get as far away as possible. But now I have you, I thought… I wanted to be close to you… I’m sorry…” My voice faded as I dropped my gaze.

  “Rai.” He tilted my chin, forcing me to look into his eyes. “Fuck.” He scrubbed his hand across his face. “Are you sure this is what you want?”

  I nodded. “Completely. My priorities have changed, now.”

  He stared at me for the longest time, the gold in his eyes sparking as he held my gaze. “You know I love you, right?”

  “What?” My shocked whisper was echoed next to me, as Xavier, who was eavesdropping and not even being subtle about it, stared between us both.

  Carter’s lips curved into a blinding smile. “Yeah. I love you. You. Raine Laurent.” Suddenly, he was standing up and cupping his hands around his mouth, shouting out for everyone to hear. “I love Raine Laurent!”

  “Carter, sit down now!” I hissed, my face flaming as every single person in the cafeteria turned to stare
at us. I ignored the laughter of his friends around me, sinking into the chair and hiding my face in my hands.

  Then, he was gripping my hands and prying them away from my face and tugging me into his arms. “Sorry. I couldn’t resist. I want everyone to know how much you mean to me.”

  I melted a little at his words, allowing myself to relax against his body. Throwing my arms around his waist, I stood there holding him as he stroked his hand up and down my back. As I grew calmer, I forgot about the attention of the other students and focused on what Carter had just said.

  “You love me?” I drew back and stared up at him.

  “Yeah. A whole fucking lot.”

  I smiled. “I love you.”

  He gave me a wide grin. “I know.” Then he kissed me, before taking a seat in the chair and tugging me into his lap. Picking up his phone, he scrolled through his emails. “I can’t believe you did all this. And you know what the weird thing is?” Pushing the phone in front of me, he tapped on the screen. “Look. I’ve been emailing Newcastle University to see about transferring there once my first semester in Alstone College is over.”

  Reading through the email, my eyes widened in disbelief. “You were going to do that?”

  “I’d do anything for you. The thought of us being so far apart…I didn’t want to lose you.”

  “You won’t. And now, you don’t have to worry. I already looked at the trains between here and my new uni, and there are loads every day. Not only that, just think of the weekends we can spend together in London.”

  A gleam came into his eye. “Yeah, maybe I could get season tickets for Chelsea.” I groaned, and he laughed. “Just kidding. Maybe just one or two games.”