Rebel At Heart

Chapter 11: Flashbacks and Embarassment

I continued my steady pace as I jogged. I was released a few days after they took Andrew away from me. I had gotten used to the stares everyone was giving me. I had to be careful though. The cops still had yet to find out who this man that raped me was. At least one of them. They couldn't pull DNA from Andrew. I don't know why but I didn't want them to either. I had kept up my fitness, making myself stronger so I could prevent myself from getting attacked again.

Thoughts ran through my head. Since I had been released, only two days, I've had visitors galore along with in the hospital. Blake insisted that I stay with him in his apartment. It hadn't been as bad as I thought. He still went about fucking the girls but he at least had the decency of not doing it in the apartment. It didn't bother me much. I still found him attractive but I wasn't ready to start a relationship of any kind with anyone.

I jogged back to the apartment and opened the door. I closed it behind me and Blake appeared. He had a towel hanging low on his waist, beads of water rolling down his perfect abs. He had gotten used to my staring but he always chuckled to make me embarrassed. I stuck my tongue out at him and he spoke in a devilishly low voice.

"I'm going to fuck that mouth one day, Boston. You aren't going to deny me that pleasure."

He took a step towards me, backing me up to the counter. He brought his lips to my ear.

"I'm going to taste your beautiful body. Every inch of it. I'm going to watch you come undone in my more than willing hands."

His voice was bringing dirty thoughts through the flood gate that separated my mind. All I could picture was him hovering over me while he fucked me.

'I struggled against the restraints. I had woken up to a blindfold over my eyes. I already knew what was going to happen but I had to try and show the person how much discomfort I was in. There was no tearing of the condom package. The person pounded into me until he came, then he left. That was the sixth time I had been raped without a condom. That was six too many.'

I pushed away from Blake and clutched my head as a headache came barreling in behind the flashback. I slowly went onto my knees as the headache became more powerful. Blake got down beside me.

"What's wrong?"

I pointed to my head.

"Headache?"

I nodded and he ran to the bathroom. He returned with some small pills.

"Take it. It'll help with the headache."

I grabbed them and he handed me a glass of water. I took the pills and he helped me up. The headache was still there, blaring. It would take a while for the pills to work, I already knew that. He sat me on the couch before going to get changed.

He returned in just boxers. I had never seen him in his boxers before, and let me tell you, my headache stopped immediately so all my brain was focused on his lower half. His dick slowly became erect. I blushed and he looked down.

"Fuck!"

He went back to his bedroom. I heard him cursing the entire time. He came back dressed in a t-shirt and jeans. I could still see his bulge, and it was hot as fuck. I couldn't help myself when he came closer to examine me. My hand shot out and I rested my hand on his dick. His eyes shot down to my hand and he gave a satisfied groan. We quickly realized what was happening and I jumped up. The headache returned and I didn't care. I hurried out of that room as fast as possible. I went into the bathroom, shutting and locking the door. I pressed my back against the wall, sliding down slowly.

Why did I do that?

There was a knock at the door and I refused to answer. I turned on the water in the shower to let it heat up. Blake kept knocking at the door. I ignored him as I stripped, climbing into the shower. The banging stopped and the door opened.

"How did you unlock it?!"

"I have a key. It's my apartment."

"Get out! I'm in the shower!"

"We've had this conversation before. I'm not leaving."

I heard a zipper and a muffled thud. Seconds later, the shower door opened. I squealed, turning away from Blake. Thankfully he was still in his boxers, keeping everything in check.

"Blake, I'm trying to get ready for class!"

He reached over, turning the water down so it was ice cold.

"So was I until someone managed to give me a hard-on."

I started to squirm when the water hit me. I didn't like it. I was trapped between Blake and the freezing water. I had nowhere to go.

"Blake let me out."

He ignored me, continuing to wait under the cold water until his perky dick settles down. I tried to get out of the spray, pressing against Blake in my process. He moaned loudly.

"You aren't helping me."

"Good! Now let me out of the damn shower!"

"No way in hell. Watching your naked body, hot as fuck. I might just get off from watching you squirm."

I reached my arm back, slapping him. I heard him groan.

"Thanks for flashing me."

I pushed him back, shoving him out of the way as I fled. I didn't even care if he had seen me naked. I grabbed a towel, running back to the bedroom.