The Ruin Between Us
Eve's pov-
As I was leaving the wing, I saw another room- Room 310, where Oli was seated with Mr. Escareno. This made me feel a little better, the fact that I wasn't the only one alone, here in this mysterious block. Noticing how they were still busy, I decided to quietly leave. Stepping out of the gate, I noticed a certain pair of eyes on me and something just clicked. Noah was by the parking lot, staring at me. But what was weirder is that I felt like the stalker's eyes were on me too. That could only mean two things- either Noah was my stalker or I'm just overly analysing the whole situation. I really wish it's the latter because I'm afraid it'll make things awkward with me and Noah. I finally made a friend other than Oli and Ben and how would it be if he turns out to be the stalker?!
There's only one way to find out, I thought.
As I started walking towards the parking lot, I saw the same red car that dropped me off this morning. As I approached the car, my phone pinged and it isn't tough to guess who it was from- "Hey sweetheart. The car is waiting for you". Followed by another message- "You had an overwhelmingly hard time yesterday. Go home and relax a little". "And don't worry about anything. I'll be here, always, if you need anything".
The fact that he was so considerate of my feelings made my heart flutter. To know that someone cares, to know that he cares. I still don't understand where his feelings come from or to which extent they go but I wish I get to know more about him, just as he knows about me. I noticed the driver's window rolled down. I approached the window and the driver rolled it down further taking the signal. I greeted him with a little bow. It was not the same driver as this morning. This one had a black suit on with a black mask. He unlocked the back door and I settled in.
A few minutes into the ride, the driver turned on the music system and it played my favourite song- "The Night We Met" – Lord Huron. Is the universe finally with me?! Making me feel better after yesterday. Giving me a new friend, playing my favourite song, giving me the assurance that I have someone who's with me always. Whatever it is, I love it.
After about 15 minutes, I decided to break the silence by saying- "It's funny how I'm given this princess treatment, Ms. Stalker". He looked at me through the rear view mirror and his eyes turned dark. I knew it. From the moment that I entered the car. I had my suspicions but now I really know, it's him in the car.
Ezra's pov-
After I finished my meeting, I noticed how it was almost time for Eve to go home. I was just about to call the driver to go pick her up and drop her off at her home but I decided to give her a little surprise. I told the driver to drop the car off at my place and wore a mask so that Eve doesn't suspect it's me right away. I waited for her in front of the college and as I saw her near the gate, I texted her saying that she should go home with the driver. She looked at me, greeted me as well but I don't think she recognised me just yet.
I played her favourite song on the music system and saw her broadly smile as it played. She deserves it. She deserves it all. After a while she said in a low voice- "It's funny how I'm given this princess treatment, Ms. Stalker". So, she knew. I looked at her through the rear view mirror and saw her smirk. That smirk. It said it all. 'Thought I wouldn't know it's you?', 'Well, I know it's you, Silly'. She didn't have to say all that. Those eyes said the unsaid. "You're really bad at disguise, you know"- she said laughing. God, her laugh is the prettiest, most beautiful thing in this entire world.
"You have no idea of the effects you have on me. So damn beautiful". She looked away blushing, a tint of red covering her face subtly. Looking at her like this makes me realise that I'd do anything for her. Anything and Everything. I pulled up the car a few miles later in an abandoned parking lot. Somewhere no one could disturb us.
"oh my dirty little girl. Tell me, what do you want?".
Eve's pov-
I felt so free even with his mere presence. The way he says what he says has a certain unexplainable effect on me. It meant a lot knowing that he cared and the thought of the fact that I had the same effect on him as he had on me turned my stomach upside down.
And then he said something that made me weak on my knees- "oh my dirty little girl. Tell me, what do you want?". It made me feel weird yet dirty at the same time. To tease him a little, I said- "I'm not a dirty girl, I'm a good one. I proved myself to you with the view that I gave that day, didn't I?". I knew I was playing with fire but you know what, a few burns don't hurt.
Just then, he tapped the passengers seat next to him. Taking the hint, I discarded my bag-pack, got rid of my shoes and moved to the front. Getting comfortable, I looked at him in the eye and they turned dark. He had a mask on which kept me from seeing his expressions but I could tell that he had a big smirk on his face. God knows how desperate I felt to see his goddam face in that moment. He slowly crept his hand over my thigh and kneaded my skin, dangerously close to my heat. I subconsciously opened my legs a little as a response to his actions. I wanted him too bad. He moved his hand and rested it on my heat, playing with the zipper of my jeans. He continued- "you did so good, baby. Perfectly spread your legs and lifted your hips for me, didn't you?". Those words out of his mouth made me even more wet than I was."Yes", I said. "Yes, daddy. Call me that, Eve". I bit my lips hearing him say that. He wanted me to call him daddy. I liked the thought of it. "Yes, daddy", I said, repeating his words. It rolled off my tongue so smoothly. "Ugh. I love that coming out of your mouth. I can't wait any longer, darling". As he said that, he unzipped my jeans and helped me get them half-way down. "Open your legs wider, Eve. Wider, for daddy".
Shit, this man is good with his words, and his hands, I thought. I spread my legs wider, doing just as he said. He was staring at my underwear and I, consenting him to go further whispered in a low voice- "All yours". He slid his hand under my underwear and started to tease my clit. Slowly, he moved his finger in circles and suddenly pinched it, making me moan out loud. I covered my mouth as I realised what I just did. "Don't quite down, baby. Scream louder for daddy. Let me hear those pretty moans of yours". Fuck, his words were enough to make me cum. He started to flick his finger on my clitoris faster and just as I was about to cum, he stopped moving his hand. I looked at him, confused and just as I was about to speak, he entered two fingers inside my pussy.
"You love it, don't you, babygirl? Now take my fingers like the good girl you claim to be", he said. "fuckk, yes daddy. I will take it all, like a good girl. Your good girl".
I was a moaning mess at this point. He slowly pulled his fingers out just to ram them back in. He continued this movement, increasing the speed each time. My moans kept getting louder and each moan encouraged him to go deeper and deeper. He started to tease my already sensitive clit with his thumb while fingering me at the same time. "I'm closeeee", I said between my moans, reaching the best orgasm of my life. "Cum for me, darling". His words pushed me off my edge and I released with a loud moan. As I came, he muttered in my ear- "That was perfect, love. So fucking pretty, baby". Removing his fingers, he licked them clean without breaking eye contact. That made me blush very hard. He lifted me up and places me on his lap. I readjusted myself only to feel his erection underneath. I looked at him and as if he'd read my mind, he said- "don't worry about me baby. I'll take care of myself. You seem sleepy. Take a nap and I'll get you home. Okay, sweetheart?". I nodded my head, too tired to respond. I placed my head on his chest and and it felt perfect. The high of the moment and us like this. I could've never imagined things so messed up could fit together to make something so beautiful. "Sleepy sweetheart", he whispered. I hummed in response, slowly drifting off to sleep. I felt him kissing my forehead and say something before I slept, something I was too sleepy to remember.