THE ROSE AND THE THORN

Chapter 29

Her lips moved roughly against mine as she began to grind her hips into me. I wasted no time in pulling off my pants, desperately wanting skin to skin contact. I began to remove my shirt but she stopped me, pulling it above my breasts and saying,

"Leave it on."

She pinned my hands above my head, wrapping the straps from my costume around the bed frame to tie me in place.

"Fuck, I knew you were kinky!" I breathed.

She straddled my waist, placing one leg between mine and connecting our cores. She instantly began to move against me, the friction between us causing me to moan loudly.

"Fuck!" I hissed, gyrating my groin against hers.

She moved away from me, my body instantly bucking upwards at the loss of contact. Before I had the chance to complain she had pressed her tongue to my centre, sucking lightly on my clit.

"Oh my god," I moaned, twisting against the bed as my hands were still tied.

"Ruby, I want to touch you!" I said breathlessly.

She moved her mouth from between my legs and replaced it with two fingers. Her face was soon above mine, her tongue slipping into my mouth for a moment.

"No, you're mine tonight," she growled, thrusting her fingers harder into me.

"You know, I saw you with that other girl. I didn't like it," she whispered into my ear as she continued to slam her fingers into me.

"Was someone jealous?" I breathed, trying to smirk.

"I was, because like I said, you're mine tonight!" she hissed.

The orgasm was building inside me and I could feel the layer of sweat that was covering my body. My wrists began to ache, but I enjoyed the pain. Ruby got me so close to the edge before pulling away, positioning her legs between mine once more as she straddled me.

"Choke me," I whispered, and she didn't hesitate to do so.

Her left hand instantly made its way around my neck and she pushed down hard, enough for me to breathe but enough for it to hurt. Just the way I liked it.

Her eyes were closed tightly as she rode me, and we both reached our climax at the same time.

"Fuck!" I cried, pushing my groin up against hers.

We rode our highs out together, both of our breathing loud and erratic. She finally collapsed on top of me, our hearts beating next to each other as we came down from our ecstasy. She rolled off me, wordlessly untying the straps that tied my wrists to the bed frame. And then, without a single word, she got up and changed back into her costume. I sat there, half naked, staring at her as she did so. She placed her mask back on her face, completely disguising herself. She made her way to the door, turning to me and saying one last thing before walking out.

"Happy birthday,"

And then she disappeared. I felt angry, hurt and used. I had half a mind to follow her and demand an explanation before I realised that I'd just received a taste of my own medicine.

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It took over six hours to clean the house the next day. Aimee, Connor and Scott had stayed over after the party and they all helped me clean. When we were finally done I lay down on the cool tile floor, exhaling deeply.

"That was probably the worst thing I've ever had to do!" Scott said dramatically, and Aimee threw a bag of rubbish at him from her spot on the lounge.

Scott and Connor left together in the afternoon and Aimee stayed behind to help me open some of my presents.

"Woah, Sarah got you a really expensive bottle of vodka!" Aimee said, handing me the bottle excitedly.

"That's cool," I said, my mind elsewhere.

"Okay, spill. What the fuck is wrong with you?" she scolded.

"Nothing," I lied, but she had been my best friend for years, she could see straight through me.

"Bullshit, tell me now!" she snapped.

"Aimz, I can't..." I sighed, leaning back against my bed.

"Tell me right now or I swear to god I'll - ,"

"I slept with Miss Rose..." I mumbled, and Aimee stopped in her tracks.

Her mouth was hanging open and her eyes were wide, her hands in the same position they were previously in before she had dropped one of my presents from shock.

"No you didn't..." she whispered, but I nodded in response.

"What the fuck India...when?" she gasped.

"Which time?" I asked, and she hit my arm hard.

"You fucked more than once?" she exclaimed.

"Twice, once a few weeks back and again last night," I admitted.

"Wait, what do you mean last night? She wasn't here?" Aimee asked.

"She was. Did you see that person wearing the dark bodysuit and the mask?" I asked her, and she clapped her hand over her mouth.

"That was Miss Rose? Oh my god, India...this is so insane!" she squealed.

"No Aimee, it's fucked. I'm so bloody confused!" I exclaimed.

"Confused why? You got to fuck the hot teacher, although I'm surprised you went for it more than once..." Aimee said.

"Exactly, I wanted to sleep with her again. That never happens with me..." I confessed.

"Maybe you actually like her?" Aimee suggested.

"I can't like her. I don't like people like that..." I defended myself, but I knew she was right.

"Indi, she seems to like you too. Why else would she show up in disguise just to have sex with you?" Aimee said.

She had a point, why would Ruby show up to my party just to get me into bed. I remembered her saying she was jealous when she saw me with Emma, but then I also remembered how she left without a word.

"She doesn't like me. After we finished she just got up, said happy birthday, and left..." I said.

Aimee continued to rattle off reasons why she thought Miss Rose and I should start a secret relationship. I kept telling her that she didn't like me, that she didn't want me anymore, and saying those things out loud made me feel broken.