Drop Dead Queen (Corium University Trilogy 2)

We’re enemies, and it has to stay that way.

32

QUINTON

Aspen is back to avoiding me at all costs, and it’s really pissing me off. Part of me knows she is right. We are getting too close, treading into dangerous waters. In my head, it makes sense to stay away, but the rest of me craves her too much… craves the control she gives me.

Sitting down at my desk, I grab my laptop and flip it open. I’m just about to pull up the video feed from Aspen’s room when a Skype call pops up on the screen.

I click on the green answer button, and a second later, Scarlet’s smiling face fills the screen. “Hi!”

“Hey, everything all right?”

“Yes, why? Can’t I call you more than twice a week?”

“You can. I’m just surprised since we only talked yesterday.”

“Well, I miss you, and I’m bored, and also I’m excited to see you soon!” Scarlet beams, making me hate what I’m about to say.

“About that… I’m not sure if I’m coming.”

Her face falls. Her happy smile turns into a deep frown. “Why?” The sadness in her voice has my stomach in knots. This is exactly the reason I have been procrastinating about telling her.

“It’s just a lot of traveling—”

“Don’t lie to me,” she snaps in anger, reminding me that even though she looks sweet, she is still a Rossi. “At least tell me the truth.”

The truth…

“You can’t tell anyone,” I warn.

Scarlet rolls her eyes at me. “Duh.”

“Aspen is staying here, and I don’t think she is safe without me being here.”

“I knew it! You love her!”

“What? No, it’s not like that.” I shake my head. “I owe her. We owe her. I’m just repaying her,” I half-lie.

I don’t love her, but it is more than simply owing her. I already repaid her when I brought her back to Corium.

“Sure, let’s call it that.” Her lips curl back into a smile.

“You’re not mad?”

“I’m disappointed I won’t see you, but I’m not mad. Especially now that I know the reason. I already told you; I want you to be happy, and I think Aspen makes you happy.”

“Happy is a strong word. She calms down the storm.”

“Well, that’s enough for me. Wait! Don’t think that not coming will get you out of buying me something pretty for Christmas. I still want my present.”

Now it’s my turn to roll my eyes at her. “I’ll send you a present. Maybe even two as an apology for not coming home. Or three, if you break it to Mom—”

“Oh, no, no, no. You call her and tell her you’re skipping out on the holidays yourself.”

“Four presents?”

She shakes her head but purses her lips like she is thinking about it. “How big of a present are we talking about here?”

I smirk. “The biggest?”

“Five, and you’ve got a deal, but I can’t promise she is not going to call you after.”

“Deal. You drive a hard bargain, little sister.”

“I learned from the best.” She winks. “I guess I’ll let you go so I can tell Mom the news.”

“Tell her I’ll send her something too, and you know… that I love her and stuff.”

“What a heartwarming message.” She gasps and wipes a fake tear away. “I’ll make sure I say it just like that.”

“Good, then she knows it really does come from me.”

“That’s true.” Scarlet laughs before blowing me a kiss. “I’ll talk to you soon.”

“Talk soon.”

We end the call, and I waste no time pulling up footage of Aspen’s room. She is lying on her stomach, her pillow propped up under her chest while she reads a book on the mattress in front of her. She is only wearing an oversized T-shirt, and the bottom of her panty-covered ass is showing. Her long legs are bare, looking as smooth as I know they feel. My cock twitches in my jeans, begging to get free and be stroked.

I lean back in my chair, reach for my zipper, and undo the button on my jeans. I shove them down and pull my cock out.

I’m hard as steel, the mushroom-shaped head of my cock is dark red, and I spit in my hand before I stroke it, keeping my eyes on the screen, watching Aspen, wishing I could rip that shirt off her, tug her panties off and shove them into her mouth before I fuck her ass until we’re both spent.

I let my eyes drift closed, the image of her no longer enough. My imagination takes over. A movie plays right before my eyes. Aspen is riding me, her perky tits bouncing as she fucks herself on my cock. Her features are flush, and her eyes burn into mine.

Pleasure pulses through my veins, and I dig my hands into her hips hard enough to leave bruises, and I want to leave them. I want to mark her, make certain every fucker at Corium knows she is mine.