Pretty Little Fears (Blackwood University, #1)

by S.J. Ryder

To all the good girls who want a man with a filthy mouth to be obsessed with them.

Let us introduce you to your new book boyfriend, Emmett Blackwood.

When I do, I’m met with dark, green eyes harboring something I can’t quite place before quickly turning frigid. I let my eyes roam over his face as I take in the rest of him.

can't help but to get lost in his intensity that seems to demand my attention. He’s huge. Tall and muscular. He has dark brown hair with a loose piece that hangs in front of his forehead, and the most kissable lips I’ve ever seen.

“That’s Emmett Blackwood,” Aspen whispers back. “Steer clear of him at all costs. He’s delicious but deadly.”

The girl that just bulldozed into my chest raises her head to look up at me and I'm momentarily stunned by the prettiest eyes I’ve ever seen. They’re a light brown with specks of green, and I wonder what they’d look like peering up at me while my cock slides into her mouth and past her full, pouty lips. I immediately feel my cock start to harden in my pants.

Her small nose wrinkles with embarrassment as she quickly pulls back and looks up at me again. There's only one thought that runs through my brain as I look at her.

Mine. She’...

Like a beating drum, it repeats over and ov...

M...

“Those will kill you, you know. Switch to gum.”

“Not if your presence kills me first, baby.” He snaps.

“But you want to come play with the devil, don't you?”

“Mmm, it feels like you do, baby. That innocent face could never hide what a dirty girl you really are.”

“Look at you, pretty girl. I can feel your lies dripping from your cunt.”

“Pretty little Blair, ” I coo while curving my fingers, hitting that sweet spot inside her. “You might be all sweet and innocent but I’m about to make you sin.”

As I enter the house and trek up to my room, I realize I'm not just having a little fun with Blair.

No.

I feel a desperate need for her to be so close, we could merge into one. To inject her in my veins, as if I might go through withdrawal without her. In such little time, Blair has embedde...

My little obs...

I don't register the coffee waiting for me on my desk until I nearly knock it over when I go to sit.

Little Obsession, You’re mine. Accept it. - Emmett

Watching her around campus and following her when I had the chance, allowed me to gain insight on her routines.

Memorize them. Use them to my advantage.

She falls asleep every night around ten, then I sneak in and stay until roughly four in the morning, fascinated by the way her chest rises and falls with every breath. How badly I’ve been aching to touch and please her. It’s consumed my every thought as I hope it has for he...

Her closet has become my favorite...

I feel my sanity slip a little more every time I watch her...

“Alright, baby. I don’t care to hear you speak anymore unless you’re begging for me to eat your pretty pussy or to fuck you. So sit the fuck down on the bed and spread your legs nice and wide for me.”

Little Obsession, I thought the prettiest sound was when you begged for me to touch you. You proved me wrong last night. Nothing compares to your voice whispering my name as I make those pretty eyes roll back. - Emmett

Something in my gut tells me he won't hurt me. While his actions have been stalkerish and borderline creepy, I don’t feel scared when he's around. I don’t know what’s wrong with me or why my heart seems to pick up its pace when he's near.

“Our hearts and souls are intertwined and tangled, to where you can’t tell where I end and he begins. I belong to him wholeheartedly, and he belongs to me.”

You are mine. I am yours. - Emmett

Emmett: You can ignore me but you’ll talk to that fuck?

Emmett: Stop talking to him.

Emmett: Does he know You’re. Mine.

Emmett: I. Don’t. Share.

Emmett: Little obsession… You’re playing a dangerous game.

Blair walks inside and my eyes roam over her body, studying her costume. She’s wearing high-heeled boots that trail up to her thighs and stop just a few inches below her skintight, black skirt that accentuates her legs. A black corset squeezes her torso and tits, practically showing everyone what’s mine.

I’m instantly hard at the sight of her.

Fuck, she looks good. Fucking perfect....

“Then get on your fucking knees, my filthy girl. Show me how sinful you are, baby.”

“That's it, pretty girl. Such a perfect slut, you’re doing so good letting me fuck your throat. When I cum, you're going to swallow every drop like the greedy little whore you are.”

“Shhh baby. I’ll make it feel good for you. Just relax for me, okay? I won't go too far in. After all, when I do claim this pussy, it'll be with my cock buried so deep, you’ll see heaven and hell.”

“I will not tolerate anybody thinking they can touch you. You’re. Mine.”

“I am not yours, Emmett. I don't know how many times I have to tell you that,” I say as I stand up.

“You are mine, Blair. It'll do you good to realize that sooner rather than later. Stop being a fucking brat. Unless you want bodies to start dropping, I strongly suggest you listen to me.” He growls.

I feel myself growing attached to the constant shadow at my back. I wish it made sense. His words leave me terrified of what’s to come if I choose to ignore his warnings. Fuck. Me.

“Oh, it'll fit, sweet girl. You were made for me, made to take my cock. All ten inches will be buried inside your wet cunt, Blair.”

“You are mine, Blair. How does it feel to have my cum coating your insides and my name falling from your lips? Soon, our souls will be so intertwined, you won’t know where I end and you begin. You won’t know anything apart from being mine.”

I throw on the shirt and sweats and go to reach for my shoes. He watches as I go to grab them but stops me, "What're you doing? You’re not leaving." His brows furrow as he stares at me.