Nightfall (Devil's Night 4)

“Unless you’re telling me to fasten my seatbelt,” she fired back, “shut up, Will.”

I grinned, ripping off her shorts, tearing her bra from her body, and twisting her around, pulling her panties down to

her thighs.

She whimpered, and I reached around, cupping her throat as I took off her glasses, setting them on the soap dish, and breathed into her ear. “This isn’t young love anymore,” I told her, pressing her tits into the shower wall. “It’s not a crush. This is a man who’s long overdue in showing you what he can do.”

And I slammed my mouth down on hers again and ripped open my jeans.

Will

Seven Years Ago

My mom shouted from downstairs, and I heard male voices as footfalls hit the stairs.

My door whipped opened, and I popped my head up, looking over my shoulder as I laid on my stomach on the bed.

I blinked several times, seeing Kai standing in my doorway in khaki cargo shorts and no shirt.

“You get in and you don’t call us?” he snipped.

My head pounded, and I rolled over, groaning. College was bad for me. I’d never been so hungover.

Someone else pushed through the door, and then I heard Damon’s voice. “Damn. I thought he’d at least have company.”

They walked in, and I looked over at the clock, seeing it was 10:13 a.m.

“What the hell, Will?” Kai growled. “It’s been months. You get into town, you let us know.”

“It’s been like ten weeks,” I griped, reaching over for a cigarette on my nightstand. “We were all just in Miami for spring break. Jesus.”

Kai came over and snatched the cigarette out of my mouth before I could light it, and then walked into the bathroom, turning on the faucet.

I shot him a look. “And I just got in last night,” I pointed out. “Late.”

I hadn’t had time to get in touch with anyone yet. They’d all been home a couple of weeks on summer break already, but I couldn’t stomach the thought of returning until my mom called and laid on the guilt trip. Apparently everyone was lost without me, and if I didn’t show up, so she wouldn’t have to deal with Damon and Kai coming by every day, she’d cut off my credit card.

Of course, she was teasing. I was her good boy.

Although I’d barely made it through my first year at Princeton, and I wasn’t looking forward to that conversation. I hated disappointing my parents. The letter from my advisor loomed on my nightstand, because I’d skipped too many classes and was failing a couple of gen ed classes.

It was painful, trying to care about that shit. I didn’t want to be there, but I ended up staying in New Jersey even after the term had ended because Thunder Bay was a wasteland for me.

It had been almost two years this fall since I’d last touched her, and nothing was getting better. I rubbed my hands up and down my face, and then something landed on me, and I howled as Damon straddled me.

I scowled up at him, smelling this weird mixture of sunscreen and cigarettes on him.

“Going to the beach?” I asked.

“Again, yes,” he said. “We were already there yesterday, but some of these chicks have aged up since the last time we saw them in bikinis.” He swatted at me, yelling in my face. “It’s harvest time!”

“Get the fuck off me.” But I couldn’t help laughing. It was good to see them.

Maybe I’d feel more human soon, being home.

He hopped off me, and Kai came back with a glass of water.

“Gotta spare toothbrush?” Damon asked, heading into the bathroom.