It's October now and I certainly felt the spooks around campus. Nothing like knowing that a particular rapist has it out for me and just might be stalking me anytime waiting for the perfect moment to attack. I was always jumpy on my way back from my math class at night. He had found me alone the first time by showing up here, he knew my whole schedule by now.
My heart fluttered when to clock struck 9 and class was over.
I packed up my things slowly and procrastinated going out the door and making that long walk across campus in the dark. I knew I should stick with the others who were leaving and walk with them, but my fear slowed my down. I stepped out the classroom door and pulled my jacket tighter around my body and gripped my bag, starting down the cement pathway that would lead me to my warm bed.
I was about halfway there when he showed up. Walking down a path that went between many of the teachers offices and it had some beautiful maple trees and flowering bushes. He stepped out of the shadows and met me on the path. I physically jumped and nearly screamed, just a yip came out of my mouth. He chuckled and began to walk with me. Playing harmless.
"Hello Madeline. How was class today?"
I looked down at my feet, not knowing if he planned to jump me now, or if he might actually be walking me home.
"It was fine, this class is easier than the Algebra 2 I took when I was in high sch-"
He yanked me by the shoulder between two large bushes, I stumbled and he pulled me up and kept me from falling on the ground, but just barely. "What the hell Richard what do you think y-" He cut me off again, this time with a searing hot kiss that I refused to fall into. I pulled my face from his and pushed at his chest with my forearms. His hand snaked up my back and his fingers gripped the hair at the nape of my neck. He angled my face up to his again and claimed my lips once more. I growled and shoved at him but he just evaded and kept his lips sealed on mine. I huffed and he took the opportunity to slide his tongue into my mouth.
He tasted surprisingly sweet and it stunned me.
His tongue caressed mine and it couldn't help but dance along with his. Then I was kissing him back, pulling his sweater closer to my body.
His fingers let up on their death grip in my hair and caressed the skin around my neck instead. His other hand snaked down and grabbed my ass cheek, squeezing and kneading my generous bottom. "Yes." He muttered during a break for air. Pulling my body into his harder, grinding together. I could feel his obvious boner through his jeans.
"I saw you at the library yesterday." He said to me accusingly out of nowhere.
"What?"
