The Family Experiment

30) Rescue(Amelie)

He forced his tongue into my mouth and I let him. I could taste myself on his tongue, it was both disgusting and wildly hot.

I was intrigued by the toys that he had mentioned.

Did he want to use them on me?

Did I want him to use them on me?

Weston had seen me touch myself.

Did he hear me say his name?

He pulled away abruptly, my lips already missing the feeling of his. Causing my bottom lip to jut out on its own.

"You're being greedy." He smirked. He was still leaning over me. His hands were placed on either side of my hips.

"Do you want to know what special toys I bought?"

I didn't but I did. I gave him a nod and he tsked, "Use your voice."

"Yes,"

"Good, I bought two dildos," he said, pulling them out and showing them off. One was pink with tons of veins not too overly big. The other one was almost a skin color, long and round, and a few veins.

"And a vibrator." He said again showing it off.

He leaned in again and brushed his lips against mine, "There's a matching set in the bathroom if you want to play."

My eyes flickered open and found him already staring.

Weston wanted me?

I slowly sat up from the bed and Weston backed up allowing me space to stand. I started for the bathroom but Weston gripped my wrist.

"You know you have total free will right? You don't have to if you don't want to. If you don't feel comfortable I will drive y-"

I shut his mumbling up by kissing him.

"You've known me for how long Weston? If I didn't want to, I wouldn't have gotten out of bed."

"Good, when you come back in, I'm going to be sitting at the head of the bed. You're going to crawl from the end of the bed all the way up to me and sit between my legs. Then I'm going to watch you crumble. Understand?"

"Yes."

"Good girl." He spun me back around and gave me a firm slap on my ass.

I entered the bathroom and found a matching red set hanging up. It was exactly like something I would wear. Beautiful lace detailing and small bows on each hip and a bow between the two cups. The lace gave very little to the imagination, I could see my nipples along with the folds of my pussy.

I stepped out of the bathroom and found Weston had stripped from his shirt and replaced his jeans with sweat-shorts.

I felt enthralled by Weston. He looked at ease, peaceful, but I could tell he was on his last thread of control.

I wanted to snip it.

I wanted to shred it.

I wanted him to lose control.

"You look beautiful, Lee."

Lee?

Lee.

Lee.

Lee.

The word echoed around my head and hung in the air around us.

Weston Baker Myers.

As if for the first time this entire night — this entire last week — the person dawned on me.

He is still the same boy who ripped my heart out and stopped on it.

"This was a bad idea Weston." I said backing up towards the bathroom. Suddenly I felt conscious of how naked I was.

How naked I was in front of Weston.

All the things I had been doing for the last week. The flirting, the touching, the changing, it didn't feel exciting anymore. It felt sour, and bitter.

"Amelie, I'm sorry. It just slipped out."

"It's ok Weston it's really not that big of a deal." I said from behind the bathroom door.

"Really then why are you locked in the bathroom?" I ignored his question.

"Can you bring me my phone?"

"Yeah." He replied, curtly. I heard the puttering of his feet as he approached the door and then my phone slid across the floor stopping at my feet. I instantly picked it up and texted Mila and Lana.

Me: I need someone to come get me.

Lanny: Why what happened?

Me: I'll tell you when you pick me up.

Mi mi: I'll send a driver to come get you, Lan and I are in New York, our parents took us up on a surprise shopping spree, I'm sorry Bee.

Me: It's alright, make sure you tell them to RUSH.

Mi mi: Will do, I expect a full in detail explanation when I see you for why it looks like you're in the middle of the woods with a certain boy and why you need to be picked up in such a rush.

Lanny: Not that I think Weston would do this, but did he force himself on you?

The sheer shock that Lan would ever think he would do something like that made me want to defend him.

Me: God no, he would never. I just remembered who he was and who I was.

Mi mi: The driver said he wasn't that far away. Should be there in ten minutes.

Me: Ok thank you Mi.

I put my clothes back on and carefully unlocked the door. Weston was sitting next to the door, his arms crossed over his chest. The most devastating expression rested on his face and I almost felt bad.

As if he could feel my presence, his eyes flicked up at me. He instantly shot up.

"Amelie, you have to know I didn't mean any harm." I smiled at him, a sad smile as tears bubbled in my eyes.

"I know that Weston." I said reaching up to play with his hair.

"Are you leaving?" He asked, sadness twinges his voice.

"Yeah, I am." I replied, dropping my hand.

"I'm sorry I ruined this."

"You didn't ruin it, if anything you helped open my eyes. I think we should stop hanging out Weston. Clearly I can't get over the past and you want something I can't give to you." I emphasized the you.

"If that's truly what you desire, our only interaction will be for Scout and tutoring."

"Yeah it is."

"Alright then its-."

The door swung open and there stood Bentley looking like he was ready to fight someone.

"What the fuck are you doing here Bentley?" Weston asked.

"More importantly why the fuck did I get a call at two thirty in the fucking morning from Mila saying that Amelie need to be picked up ASAP?"

"It's not that important Bentley, can we just go?"

"You head out to the car, I'll be there in a second." Bentley said, his eyes never leaving Westons as I walked out of the cabin.