Vengeful Heart: Fighting Heart Erotic Bad Boy Romance Series Book 3 by Nicole Hamilton Read Free Book Online

like metaphors to my love-starved mind. I felt Ridgley was telling me he was emotionally involved - that he needed to see me. Reading those things, dwelling on them, I was beginning to feel the same way.
     
    Right before lights out, I snuck into Amanda’s room. She was reading and listening to some old-folk type music. She looked up and gave me a half grin. She must have seen something on my face. I was wired with nerves and excitement, and I whispered. “Five fifteen tomorrow. Can you cover for me?”
    The girl rolled her eyes and nodded. “Just so long as you keep your part of the bargain too…”
    “What…?”
    “To help me get out of this place…”
    I nodded and mouthed the word “thanks.”
    When I stepped into the corridor Luke was standing there, sipping a beer from a can. He looked at me and said nothing.
     
    I stepped past him, and walked into my boudoir, the living room. The sofa creaked as I laid down onto it. I couldn’t sleep. I thought of the meeting tomorrow, and my way out. Sometimes Cody’s face drifted across my mind, but I swept it away with memories of Ridgley’s embrace. I felt hot and giddy and restless. I just couldn’t sleep. I imagined Ridgley’s skin, taut over his wiry muscles. I imagined him without his shirt on, his face full of determined passion. My imagination just wouldn’t stop. Without thinking about it, as soon as I was sure the others were quiet, my hand slid down my body as if of its own accord, and slid across my belly, beneath the top of my jogging trousers and the silk of my panties. If I was going to get any sleep at all, I would need relief from my restless desire. Quiet as a mouse, I pressed my fingers where I needed them and teased myself softly. I stroked my body to a quiet orgasm as I imagined what Ridgley would look like naked. As I came I shook quietly and bit my lip as I thought about what the Professor intended and just how urgent his need for me was. I was not satisfied, but my fingers had subdued my fire enough to sleep.
     
     
    ***
     
    The next morning I had already wished the day away. I couldn’t help it. And I saw Amanda’s amusement whenever she looked at my face. By three pm I was a total fidget in my seminar, barely aware of the topic being discussed. Thankfully this was a Cody-free zone, or my head would have been totally wrecked. By four pm, I was free. Amanda’s alibi was that we both needed to study in the library until six, and after that we would then be home. I hoped forty five minutes was enough for my discussion with Professor Ridgley.
    At a quarter to, I couldn’t read any longer, and Amanda laid her study guide down and looked at me.
    “What is going to happen here, Ashley? Is this a part of your grand plan or is Ridgley about to change it all? I need to know…”
    “Aside from the fact this guy is the hottest lecturer in the whole college, and I’m not sure whether he wants to help me or smooch then help me, nothing has changed. Look on the bright side. He’s going to help us either way. You’re getting out of this mess, whatever happens.”
    “I don’t know, Ash. Ridgley means well, and he’s hot, that’s a given… but if he thinks he can beat Brandon, I think he’s mistaken.  Please tell me you’ve not pinned all your hopes on him, have you? I was hoping there was more to your little plan than that.”
    “Oh there’s more. But right now I need to find out where Ridgley fits in…”
    Amanda laughed. “I think we both know the answer to that one.”
    I laughed nervously, knowing the moment had arrived.
    “You better walk me there… in case the spies see…”
    Amanda shrugged and packed her bag. “So long as you don’t need an audience.”
     
    E12c was one of the cupboard-like rooms in the English department corridor. I hadn’t thought about the time of the meeting aside from its potential awkwardness with Brandon. But since Amanda came up with the library excuse, Brandon hadn’t been a problem. Now I was in