Lust (The Elite Seven #1)(42)

I fucking hate this prick. As soon as I’m not on the edge of entering her body, I’m going to ask for this motherfucker’s name and pay him a visit.

“I’m sorry…did you think…?” She softens under my body.

“No. I wish your first time was better for you, but it doesn’t change anything for me.”

Why should it, I’ve fucked more women than had hot dinners.

“It’s my second time, but my first time with someone I love.” She whispers.

“Me too,” I tell her honestly. A contented sigh leaves her body and then we’re touching, feeling, loving each other.

When I finally push into the warmth of her body, I know I’m home. She’s my new home. My everything.





Getting up at the crack of dawn so Chastity can sneak back into her house before her dad wakes is comical. I’ve been sleeping like a fucking baby since she’s been tiring me out all week. She’s insatiable. I watch her ass wiggle as she climbs the lattice to her roof.

Last weekend while her dad and Lillian were out of town for a conference I came by and reinforced the thing to make sure it was safe and sturdy for her. They’ll never notice because it’s down the side of the house that’s covered mostly by shrubs.

She crawls through the window and blows me a kiss, when I make it back to my car I already have a text from her.

Chastity: Parting is such sweet sorrow

Before I reply, my phone beeps again with an incoming message from Pride.

Pride: Can you meet me before class?

Me: sure, where?

Pride: initiation place.




Nerves are back eating away my insides, a yawn rips from me as I step from foot to foot to ward off the morning cold.

The place is fucking freezing, the stone holding in the cold and cocooning you like a tomb. Footfalls sound and Pride pushes into the chapel room. “Hey man.”

My fingers are almost numb when I reach out for the card he offers. No small talk. It must be fucking bad.

“You’ve got to be kidding,” I snort reading the only line that matters out loud.

“Seduce the dean’s wife?”

It’s not his fault, but my fury is aimed at him right now.

“I don’t have any part in the tasks,” he informs me, straightening his shoulders. “I fucking hate this as much as you do. I just want it to be over.”

Snatching the card from me, he lights it on fire and drops it to the floor.

“I can’t fucking do this!” I breathe, dropping on my haunches and holding my head in my hands. After dad’s confession, I want out from him more than before, but at this price?

This would kill Chastity, and would Lillian even be seducible?

Of course she is. I haven’t met a woman who isn’t.

“Just make it quick. In and out,” Pride grunts.

“It’s not a drop by to say hi, they want me to fuck her,” I grate out.

Shuffling his feet, he sighs loud enough for it to reach my ears.

“The Elite comes as a price, as with everything in life. Sacrifices have to be made”

Don’t I fucking know it.




Sitting in the car staring at the stone building already late for my first class, I will my legs to move but I’m frozen. The bottle of Jack Daniels sits on the passenger seat willing to offer me courage.

Drink up let the alcohol convince me I’m still this guy. My stomach rolls and I grab the bottle and toss it in the backseat.

I can’t fuck her, no way.

There’s nothing that will convince me I’m the same guy I was before Chastity, and she deserves more than this.

More than that.

I know she only has two classes this morning and then she’s done for the day, so I whip out my phone and text her to meet me at my house for lunch.

By lunch, I mean feasting on each other.




She bounds up the drive to meet me where I’m sat on the steps like a love-sick pre-teen waiting for a love note to be delivered.

I feel relieved.

“Hey, lover” she beams, launching herself at me as I get to my feet. Her arms wrapping around my neck, legs around my waist.

“You hungry?” I growl.

“Yep.” She grins.

“For food or cock?” I tease. Her cheeks turn rosy pink and she burrows her head into my neck giggling.

I’ve fucked her five ways from Sunday in multiple positions. Had my cock, fingers and tongue inside her pussy, yet she still blushes at the crude words. She’s adorable. Then I hear it, it’s faint but clear enough. “Cock.”

Fuck yeah.





The knock at the door brings a chuckle to my lips. She must have forgotten something. She’s a fool for coming back for it because now I’m going to keep her here longer.

Her face isn’t the one that greets me at my bedroom door. Mrs. Griffin’s is.

It’s like the fates realign to make my tasks easy for me, but it’s more tormenting than anything.

“What are you doing here?”

She pushes into my room, placing her handbag on my desk.

“Nice place,” she compliments.

“Thanks? How did you get in here?”

“You’ve been avoiding me. The terms of your enrollment were made clear to you.”