Chapter 5
**Winter **
“I think you will find who you are looking for around in that office over there,” Sofia told me as she pointed a pink nail to the door. I had to admit, I did like her style. It was very fashionista. I never paid much attention to fashion, wearing mostly what was comfortable. Sometimes I would get something cute to wear. Today was one of those days, that I tried to look cute. I had put on a pink sundress with some white wedges. I was still nothing compared to Sofia. She wore a nice white blouse with no sleeves and a pink skirt. She wore nice heels that tied the outfit together amazing. She even walked in them with such class. I had some trouble coming up the stairs in my wedges. She thankfully helped me.
“Thank you,” I said with a smile. “You really didn’t have to show me to the office.”
“Oh, it was nothing. Here,” she said pulling a notebook out of her backpack. She retrieved a fuzzy pen out of it as well and wrote down a phone number in pink ink. “There,” she smiled. “You can text me any time.”
“Thanks,” I said with a smile. Maybe this wasn’t going to be so bad after all. I already have a friend it seems. I hadn’t seen Zander or any of the other guys yet. It had to be a good sign. Everything was going to be okay. This was going to be better than the last time. Maybe everyone had grown up and moved on. That gave me a small bit of hope. It made me feel like I could do this. I was going to be okay. What happened was a couple of years ago. People move in. Other people do dumb things that take over what happened to me. If one thing was true, there would always be a scandal in Everlasting.
I was walking towards the office when suddenly I was pulled into a closet. I tried to scream, but a hand covered my mouth. The hand was rough as it pulled me against their hard body. The door was shut in front of us leaving us in darkness. I waited a minute for the person who had gotten me to say something, but nothing came out. Their grip loosened on me though as their hand started to move up the curves of my hips. The other hand relaxed against my mouth and eventually moved away so I could speak. “What are you doing? Who are you?” I demanded.
Nothing in response. Just silence as their other hand moved to my waist to hold me against them. I could feel their hard cock against my backside.
“What the hell?” I said trying to get out of their grip. I wanted to turn around so I could see who the hell this was, but their grip was too tight. It made fighting back almost pointless they were so strong. Lips moved against my neck slowly kissing down it, finding my sweet spot, and taking a bite. He sucked on the bite causing me to moan out and whimper a little. I could feel my legs starting to get weak. I didn’t like this. I wanted him to stop, but at the same time, I didn’t. One of their hands moved between my legs and underneath my dress. My heart stilled in my chest when their hand got close to my already wet core. I could feel the heat. My traitorous clit throbbed with need. It had been so long since someone else had touched it besides me. I hadn’t dated or slept around much. It was hard when no one could compare to the four guys who made my life yell. How fuck up was it in the head? They made my life hell, yet they are what I think about when I play with myself.
His callous finger went against my clit sending waves of pleasure through me. I bite down on my lip holding in a whimper as he began to create circles around my clit. I could feel my legs giving out, but whoever he was holding me up. He kept a steady pace rubbing my clit with his finger until I was dripping wet with need. I needed more. I needed more from this stranger. What the fuck was wrong with me? Craving a complete stranger. I couldn’t help, but let his strong arms hold me up as my stomach started to tie in knots with pleasure.
The stranger pushed two fingers inside me. His thumb still creates circles on my clit. My walls clenched hard around his fingers as they thrust deep into me. He curved them just at the right spot so his finger would go against my g spot inside.
“Oh,” I moaned out as I reached up to grab something. My hand landed on their hair as I gripped onto it for dear life. I was so close to my high that it would be crazy to stop now. Whoever this person was seemed to just how to get my body going putting pressure on my clit with the thrust of their fingers. My eyes were closed as I enjoyed it.
His breath was on my neck. He was breathing heavily against me. His lips moved to my ear as he licked the outside shell of it. “Mine,” he said in my ear his voice husky.
My whole body went cold when I heard those words come from his lips. Everything made sense why he was so quiet. It all came back to me. One of the four boys who know my body too well. Cyrus. One of the members of Zander’s crew. My eyes snapped open as I searched to make out his body. I could tell his voice anywhere. Cyrus didn’t speak much, but when he did it was something else. His voice was deep and husky. Even in high school when I heard it, it made my knees weak. I always wished he talked more, but he never did. No one knew why he didn’t talk, but single words and grunts. Something happened to him that's all anyone knows.
“S-stop,” I said trying to get him to stop. I didn’t want this. I didn’t want to fall into their trap and be their little toy again. This is the opposite of laying low.
He chuckled darkly and picked up speed with his fingers sending me over the edge in no time. I gripped his hair so hard as I came all over his fingers. As soon as I got down from my high, he let go letting my fall to the ground. I could hear him licking his fingers in the dark.
“Don’t do that again. I am not the same girl I used to be.”
He chuckled again as he started to open the door. “Mine,” was all he said as he left out the door.