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  “Oh, shit!” was all I heard before my feet flipped out from under me, sending me sailing to the ground.

  “Ow,” I mumbled while finally looking up, trying to find what I’d run in to. When I didn’t see anyone right away, I wondered if it was all in my head.

  “Shit, are you okay?” I blinked my eyes a few times because it looked like I was staring into a damn mirror. Only, the image in front of me was about fifteen years down the road.

  “I’m fine, are you?”

  The woman quickly stood up and stuck out her hand to help me up. “I’m good, but damn, you came out of nowhere.”

  I laughed a little and took her hand to stand. “Yeah, I’m sorry about that. I didn’t see anyone when I rounded that corner.”

  A few seconds of an awkward silence filled the air, but soon my doppelgänger finally spoke. “I’m Elaine. From 2B.” She motioned towards me for a handshake, but I lost my ability to speak for a few seconds. Blinking didn’t help because it was seriously so freaky how much we looked alike. I thought so anyway.

  “Oh, sure. I’m Nikki from 2C.” Our hands joined, and a look of surprise crossed her face. 2C? Oh, shoot. Did that hottie move out or what?”

  I laughed a little and shook my head. “Garren Mitchell? No, I actually just moved in with him.”

  Elaine smiled and looked me up and down. “So you captured the unattainable. Good for you. How old are you?”

  Her question shocked me, but I didn’t hold it against her. I knew I looked young, and really, what was she supposed to think?

  “Sorry, that was really rude of me. I’m a blunt bitch sometimes.”

  I liked this lady. Even if she did weird me out a little with her long blonde hair and bright blue eyes that looked too much like mine, she seemed cool. “No, that’s okay. I’m eighteen, so I understand why you’d ask.”

  It was Elaine’s turn to looked shocked. “Eighteen, huh? I’d love to hear that story someday, but for now I’ve got to get going. I’m already late for work.”

  “Oh, sure. I was just heading to grab the mail and go find a good cup of coffee. Any suggestions?”

  “Coffee? Now we’re talking. I was just about to grab a cup on my way to work. What’s five more minutes, right?”

  I smiled and followed Elaine when she motioned for me to head towards the elevator. “Perfect, if it really isn’t an inconvenience?”

  “No problem at all.”

  Our elevator ride was a quick one, only giving us enough time for her to tell me about the Grind, a coffee shop just a few doors down, which she swore up and down had the best lattes in the city.

  “I need to get the mail really quick.” I ran over to Garren’s and my box and grabbed a few envelopes inside. When a gold corner peeked out from the pile, I could feel my heart sink and my stomach drop. He’d found me. I knew instantly it was a letter from him.

  “What’s the matter, kid? You okay?”

  I tried to quickly gain my composure and put on the best fake smile I could muster at the moment. “I’m good, just thought I saw a name on here that I haven’t seen in a very long time. Just caught me off guard is all.”

  I could tell Elaine didn’t buy one word I’d just fed her, but she was also still a stranger to me, and I knew she wouldn’t pry. “Okay, well let’s go grab that coffee before my boss has a coronary.”

  The envelopes that were in my hand were quickly shoved into my purse. I tried not to think about the white letter with the gold trim, but it was invading every one of my thoughts. Why was he doing this to me? I just wanted him to leave me alone, but that obviously wasn’t happening.

  Elaine and I walked through the frigid New York air, but not for too long because this wonderful little coffee shop was really just right next door to our building.

  “I can’t believe I haven’t seen this place yet,” I said more to myself, but Elaine agreed that I’d been missing out the week I’d been in the city so far.

  After we’d both got our cup of coffee, Elaine was about to head out the door for work when she pulled me to the side. “Nikki, look. I’ve seen that look before when someone saw something that scared the shit out of them. If you need anyone to talk to, I’m actually a really great person for that.”

  I didn’t know what to say, but for some strange reason, I trusted her. “Thanks, Elaine. Are you a social worker or something?”

  Elaine let out a little laugh and reached into her back pocket to pull out a wallet. “Not a social worker. I’m a detective. Take my card in case you ever need anything. I’m also just a door away if you want to talk. Like I said, I’ve seen that expression before.”

  My mouth wouldn’t quite work, so I just kept it shut. I flipped her card back and forth between my fingers and then looked back at the woman who gave nothing close to a detective vibe. I had to admit that I was intrigued. She would probably be someone who had great resources and could even give me a little insight into what I should do about my stalker and his creepy letters.

  * * *

  Garren had been working his ass off the past week we’d been in New York together. I knew I was young, a kid really, but I also knew that Garren made me feel things that some women never got to experience. Moving in together should have been a huge decision in a young woman’s life, especially because I’d never even been on my own, but for Garren and me, it was simple. I loved that about us. After my near-death experience, he’d done a complete one-eighty. The man I was with was so open about loving me, it was like he’d caught a glimpse of a life without each other, and he hated the idea almost as much as I did.

  That’s why I was going to surprise and shock the hell out of him. Not only was he researching some new interests in the political field, but he’d also been approached by a board member from the Columbia University to teach a journalism class for the next semester. Garren couldn’t believe he was getting another chance in the teaching world. It was really only possible because of the success of his book, which told about the lies and corruption of the inner circle of politics. Dean Benton had told Garren that even though he broke some major rules at his college, he still had respect and admiration for him. He also wished us the best of luck, which I know meant a great deal to Garren.

  What was about to happen was so needed. I knew our lives for the next few months, hell, years, were going to be hectic, but I also knew I wanted to show Garren that our sex life would always be spontaneous and full of passion.

  As well as that, I needed to take my mind off Chad again. The letter I’d received that morning ended up face down in the trash. Giving Chad the satisfaction of reading his fucking creepy-ass poems wasn’t going to happen. I’d received confirmation that he was still locked up in a crazy house in Arizona, so I decided to ignore it all and just focus on Garren and my new studies at NYU. I also knew that Garren didn’t need this shit on his plate. My drama.

  “Nicole?” Garren’s voice broke my thoughts and soon I was brought back to the present. I looked down at my outfit and smiled. The internet really was a godsend, making it so easy to find a spicy little shop that sold very naughty outfits for dirt cheap.

  Our bed was hidden by a partial wall, but as soon as Garren stepped through to the kitchen, he had a perfect shot of me on the bed, and I knew instantly he approved of my wardrobe.

  “Oh, fuck,” was all I heard before he took a few huge steps right towards me. “I’ve died and gone to fucking heaven, haven’t I?”

  I tried to keep my dominatrix demeanor, but he looked too much like a kid in a candy shop to not crack a little smile. “No, you’re somewhere far worse.” I lashed a small whip I was holding, which went perfectly with my leather chaps and leather bra. A bra that only had a few straps that encased my large breasts, exposing my nipples.

  “Shit, Nicole. Right now, you’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen. That outfit. I’m about to come in my fucking pants.”

  I couldn’t hold it back anymore and broke into a huge smile, but I quickly returned back to my role and
struck my whip towards his hand, which was about to grab a handful of my bare tit.

  The whip made a loud cracking noise, and I knew it had to have hurt like a bitch when it made contact with Garren’s hand. “Fuck!” was all I heard before I threw the whip and lunged forward.

  “Oh, crap! Are you okay?”

  Garren’s large belly laugh was not what I was expecting. “Nicole, if you’re going to play that role, you can’t act remorseful.”

  “Right.” I reached down to grab my whip again, but Garren had other plans. His body was instantly over mine, pinning me down to the bed. “Hey! I’m the one in charge right now, buddy. So back off.”

  “As much as I love you trying to be dominant, it isn’t going to fucking happen.” Garren gave me one quick wink before leaning over and sucking one of my fat nipples into his mouth. “I’m going to fuck you so hard right now.”

  I tried to moan a yes please, but when Garren’s mouth took over, words were the last thing that I had control of.

  Chapter Seven

  Garren

  Lately, walking into my flat was one of my favorite parts of my day. Nicole took my breath away every time. I hated to admit it, but I secretly wondered when the day would come when my breath didn’t hitch when I caught sight of her. The feeling Nicole brought out in me was still somewhat foreign, and I was finally starting to realize what forever felt like. This was why guys proposed and started to think about what a future with a wife and little feet pitter-pattering around their house was like. She made me want those things.

  One thing I loved about my girl was I never knew what the fuck was going to happen next. I did know, however, that I loved the leather get-up she was wearing so much that my dick felt like it was about to explode if I didn’t get inside her in the next few seconds.

  “You’re so fucking hot right now. I need to get inside of you, and then we’ll play. I promise.”

  Nicole’s moan only fueled my fire, and soon her bare ass, in one of the sexiest pairs of leather chaps I’d ever seen, was flipped around, showcasing her perfect, pink, little pussy. “Easy access. I like it.” I leaned forward and sucked her eager lips into my mouth, drinking in her juices, which were now covering my beard and trickling down the side of her leg. “You’re always so damn wet.”

  Reaching into my pants, I felt a little relief when I unbuttoned my jeans and let out my rock-hard cock. “He’s so ready for you. Are you ready for him?”

  “God, yes. I’ve been wanting you all day, needing you. Please.”

  “Say it again. Say how much you want my fucking dick inside of you. Pounding into you so hard, filling you completely. Tell me, Nicole. Tell me how much I fucking turn you on.”

  “So much, Garren. I want you more than I’ve ever wanted anything. Please, please fuck me.”

  There was nothing I loved more in this entire world than hearing my girl beg and plead for my dick to be inside her. That would never get old, never.

  I stroked my dick a few more times before I lined him up with her entrance. It was like Nicole was a magnet and my dick was a fucking piece of metal. The attraction was undeniable, and even if we tried, I could never stay away from her.

  Right when the tip of my cock was barely touching the wet folds of her lips, I reached forward and grabbed onto her hips. I needed something, though, something before I plunged inside.

  Grabbing a handful of Nicole’s long hair, I pulled her head back towards me and captured her mouth with mine. Our tongues intertwined, making my dick grow even more. I could kiss this girl all day, but I wanted to fuck her more.

  My entrance was harsh, but I knew she could handle it. She always handled everything I gave her. I knew my release was going to be fast, but I also knew I had the entire night to make it up to her. “I’m going to come fast and hard, baby. Did you start today?”

  Nicole nodded and moaned loudly when I pulled out and pushed a few fingers deep inside her soaking wet cunt. “I did. I’ll start on my new pill next week. I can’t wait for you to come inside me. I’ve missed it so much.”

  I closed my eyes and felt her tight little walls close around my fingers, and her words had never been truer. I couldn’t wait until I was able to fill her so full of my cum that it’d be leaking down the side of her legs for days. “Me too, baby. Soon. We’ll be back to normal soon.” Getting Nicole pregnant wasn’t exactly what we needed at the moment, but for some strange reason, the thought of her carrying my child grew on me more and more each day. I knew that she would be the mother of my children, just not yet. “I’m going to take you now, and I’m going to come all over the outside of your pussy.”

  Nicole leaned forward, giving me access to her tight cunt. “Yes, please.”

  It only took a few more pumps before Nicole was pulsing like crazy, causing my own orgasm to explode. I pulled out and covered her with my seed. Only a few more days and I’d be able to fill her completely with it.

  * * *

  “Have I told you how much I love this outfit on you? I think you should wear it every second you’re in this apartment.”

  Nicole giggled and snuggled her head closer into my chest. “We’d never get anything done. I feel so naughty in it, and the way you’re looking at me makes me think all we’d do is fuck.”

  I looked at her in pretend shock, but then let out a huge laugh and kissed the tip of her nose. “You’re absolutely right, so let’s just get the inevitable over with.”

  Nicole was flipped over on her back before she knew it, and I had the perfect view while hovering over her. Her open pussy was so perfect, and her tits were on full display, wrapped in the softest leather I’d ever felt. “I fucking love you. You know that, right?”

  A slight nod was all I got because my dick had already found her eager, wet entrance. I pushed in slowly, wanted to savor everything I was feeling at that moment. The handcuffs would come out soon, along with a little action from her new whip. I couldn’t wait to test that baby out on her round, young ass.

  I was about to sink in when Nicole batted her baby blues at me. “I want to be on top. I want to look at your face when I make you come undone.”

  Fuck. I would have given that girl the moon if she asked.

  After two more amazing releases, we were both spent.

  “Tell me about your day. Do you feel ready for your class tomorrow?”

  “I do now that you’ve finally got a shirt on.”

  I may have earned the small smack that Nicole gave my right arm. “Shut up, but seriously, how are you feeling about it?”

  Grabbing onto her arm, pulling her closer to me, made me feel better. I loved the feeling of her tight body pressed up against me. “I’m ready. Hopefully I won’t have this hot little blonde staring at me this time with the bluest come-fuck-me eyes.”

  Nicole giggled and kissed the side of my neck. “You better not, because then you’d have to see a side of me that you’ve never seen before.”

  “Is that right?” I tried to tickle her side, but she was too fast and swatted my hand away.

  “Yes, I may seem small, but I can kick the shit out of any girl. Just try me.”

  Leaning up on my elbow, I looked down into Nicole’s tranquil eyes. “No one will ever make me feel the way you do. You know that, right?”

  “I know. I was just playing.”

  I plopped back down on the bed and pulled Nicole over to my chest. “Tell me about your day. What else did you do besides buy what’s going to end up being the death of me.”

  I could feel her body vibrate with her laughter, which made me smile. “I actually ran into one of our neighbors. Really, like literally ran into her. Have you ever seen the lady who lives in 2C?”

  “I think I might have, passing by in the hall. Why?” Nicole sighed when I grabbed a strand of her hair and started to play with it. She loved when I messed around with her hair, and shit, I did, too.

  “Well, she’s really nice. It was weird, though, because I swear we look so much alike.”

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p; I tried to think back to when I’d seen my next door neighbor, and now that Nicole mentioned it, they did share a few of the same characteristics. “Yeah, now that I can picture her, you do kind of look alike.”

  “I know. It was super weird when I first saw her, but then we got a coffee and she seemed really cool. Well, the whole five minutes I was around her. Oh, and she’s a detective. How badass is that?”

  “Very badass,” I said with a laugh, but then my mind instantly went to Chad. There was nothing more I wanted to do in life than to go to that fucker and slit his fucking throat. I should have killed him when I had the chance, but I knew I truly didn’t have that in me. The police back in Columbus also didn’t do anything to impress me. Nicole obviously had a stalker, but because Chad was locked up, there was nothing they could do.

  I was about to ask Nicole if she’d mentioned anything about Chad to our neighbor, but I could already feel the slow rise of her chest on mine. She was out cold.

  Looking down at her was quite a sight. Her beautiful features looked so still, so innocent. I knew I was probably going to go to hell for corrupting such a young, sweet girl, but I didn’t give one shit. That girl lying on me loved everything I gave her, and I’d found my match. Now I just had to make sure I always protected her. Protected what was mine.

  Chapter Eight

  Nicole

  To say my classes at NYU were kicking my ass was the understatement of the year. They weren’t just kicking it, they were mutilating it. I was looking forward to an afternoon off and had just gotten back to our apartment when I’d received a new letter. The crisp white envelope with gold trim was hard to miss. Defeated was exactly what I felt like. Why couldn’t he just leave me alone? Why me?

  I completely lost it and took my anger out on the letter in my hand. Ripping open the seal didn’t make me feel any better, but for some reason I had to see what the hell was written on it. For some reason I needed to see it.

  Roses are red

  My heart is blue