Elise was a temple. Her body was so beautiful, she deserved worship. I felt like someone had come close to ruining that sacredness.
I thirsted for violence. Holy fuck, I wanted Deck’s head rolling off his shoulders, preferably after I’d made him suffer.
I rubbed her wrists softly. “Come on, let’s get you dressed.”
I helped stand her up, and the towel fell from her body. I glimpsed at her small white dress, plastered to her skin and practically see through when wet. It ended at her upper thighs, showing off her legs. There was a lot of cleavage, and had I known she’d dress like this to a party with a bunch of obnoxious teenage fucks, I’d have been there in a heartbeat.
My fingers shot out to the collar of her dress. She froze, staring at me with wide eyes as I ran my finger down the front with a frown. “It’s torn here,” I remarked.
She looked down at the rip from the collar to her breasts. Her pink bra was visible, and she reddened as she hid the tear with her hand.
“I didn’t know he did that too,” she muttered, not meeting my eye.
What could be said without cursing? I exhaled slowly and took her by the hand. Her cold fingers entwined tightly around mine. I led her to her bed and left her standing there as I rummaged through her dresser drawers. I pulled out a shirt of mine (not surprised because she always stole my clothes). It was a big black band shirt, and I tossed it her way, knowing she’d want to be in something baggy. Then I grabbed some shorts and threw them on her bed too.
She turned her back to me. “Can you unzip me?” she asked, her voice small. “I can’t reach it.”
I moved to her slowly, my eyes already drinking in her figure, and the wet drops falling from the ends of her hair, leaving wet lines down her legs. I fucking hated this. Hated checking her out when she was so distressed. Seedy fuck, Aston.
I took her long blonde hair in my hands and shuffled it gently over one shoulder. She grabbed it, her fingers brushing against mine. I lingered at the touch and hesitated, not realizing how much I was holding my breath until my chest ached.
Then my fingers grabbed the zipper at the top of her dress and slowly pulled it down. It ended just below her bra strap. There were more droplets down her back, and I wondered what she’d taste like if I swiped at it with my tongue.
On a short breath, I stepped back and turned away, hearing her shuffle out of her dress and the material hitting the floor. I breathed in and out, trying to ignore the strange feelings battling inside of me. Anger and…desire. I shut my eyes and saw fat droplets on skin. Saw them falling down her legs, between her breasts, down her spine…
Stripped from control, I looked over my shoulder. She had just unclasped her bra and thrown it down. Her slender arms reached out to the shirt. I saw the curve of her small breast as she hastily put it over her head. My eyes drank in her soft back and the damp pink underwear that made her ass look…fucking incredible. The second she began pulling those down, I looked away and shook my head.
Off-limits. She’s off-limits.
“I’m done,” she whispered to me.
I turned to her, clenching my jaw as I nodded. “Good. Get in bed.”
She wavered, staring at me. “Can…Can you stay for a little while longer? I don’t want to be alone right now.”
It was a bad idea. I needed a cage surrounded by four feet concrete all around, but…I nodded anyway. I couldn’t say no. Not to Elise.
She slipped into her bed and under the light covers. I sat down on the edge of her bed and kept my eyes on the window. The images of her ass and smooth back plagued me. I gripped the back of my neck and squeezed at the taut muscles. I couldn’t stop the images, and it was starting to fuck with me physically.
“Please don’t tell Dad,” she told me sometime later. “Please, Aston. It’ll just make everything worse.”
“I didn’t plan on it,” I told her, unable to keep the edge hidden from my voice.
“You’re not…you’re not going to do anything, are you?”
I slowly turned my face to her. She was watching me intently, biting her lips like she did when she was worried. If she only knew what that did to me. I resisted with everything inside of me not to lean over the bed right that second and take that lip into my mouth and suck…Fuck, I’d suck that lip so hard.
Breathe in, breathe out.
“Get some sleep,” I told her, intentionally avoiding her question.
She closed her eyes and I waited for her to sleep. It didn’t come easy. She still shook from disgust at the way that fucking dickhead touched her. God, I was going to tear him a new one.
“Can you lay down next to me?” she asked me in a whisper, keeping her eyes closed.