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Story: Devious Madness
He leans up to stare into my eyes, his tongue running along his bottom lip.
After a moment of hesitation, he crushes my mouth with his, kissing me deeply as he drags his cock back until I think he’s going to pull away altogether. Then he thrusts forward, fucking me deeper and harder.
My skin is electrified, my breath unsteady, and my body wants nothing but for him to keep doing everything he’s doing.
Forever.
I never want it to end.
His hands roam my body, squeezing, pinching, petting me until there isn’t a spot on me that isn’t branded by his touch.
“Come for me again, Mira.” He whispers into my ear while biting down on my earlobe. “Be a good girl for me. Can you do that? Can you be my good girl?”
Just when I think my body can’t get strung any tighter, he scrapes his teeth over my neck.
“Good girl,” he whispers. “Come for me, that’s right, such a good girl.”
I wrap my legs around his waist, just as the shockwaves start to release. He plows into me harder, sending the waves throughout my entire body as another orgasm shreds my insides until I can barely breathe.
He slows his thrusts, going deeper and deeper as he kisses my cheek, my mouth. Then lifts himself so our eyes are lined up.
“All mine. Forever,” he says, like a vow, and thrusts harder until he freezes, letting loose an animalistic growl as his own release carries him away.
He kisses me, a deep, sensual kiss that’s more than just a glad we fucked kiss. Something’s shifted. He’s not just my kidnapper anymore, or my escort. It’s something different now.
But my body is too worn out, my soul too at peace to bother with overanalyzing things right now.
After another kiss to my cheek, he rolls off the bed,grabbing his T-shirt from the floor. The bed dips when he sits back down and gently uses it to clean me.
Still in my haze, I climb beneath the covers. It’s early still, but he’s exhausted me.
“I’ll make us some food.”
He pulls on his jeans, zipping and buttoning them up before sitting on the bed beside me.
“Rurik, I really am sorry about that guy.”
He puts a finger to my mouth, cutting me off.
“Don’t worry about him. He wasn’t anyone to grieve over. His death was coming, he just assured it came faster by putting his hands on you.”
“We still need to find whatever you were looking for.”
His expression darkens. “Food first. Then we’ll figure that out.”
“Do you have another shirt I can borrow?” I ask, giving a pointed look at the crumpled-up shirt at the bottom of the bed.
“Why? I like you this way.”
He gets off the bed, snatches up the dirty shirt and saunters out of the room.
Arrogant man.
I roll to my back, staring up at the ceiling while the first note of his whistling starts in the kitchen.
The moment of peace quickly gets washed away with the dreaded truth of my reality.
When he finds out what I did to Nico, he’ll never want to be with me again. And I wouldn’t blame him.
After a moment of hesitation, he crushes my mouth with his, kissing me deeply as he drags his cock back until I think he’s going to pull away altogether. Then he thrusts forward, fucking me deeper and harder.
My skin is electrified, my breath unsteady, and my body wants nothing but for him to keep doing everything he’s doing.
Forever.
I never want it to end.
His hands roam my body, squeezing, pinching, petting me until there isn’t a spot on me that isn’t branded by his touch.
“Come for me again, Mira.” He whispers into my ear while biting down on my earlobe. “Be a good girl for me. Can you do that? Can you be my good girl?”
Just when I think my body can’t get strung any tighter, he scrapes his teeth over my neck.
“Good girl,” he whispers. “Come for me, that’s right, such a good girl.”
I wrap my legs around his waist, just as the shockwaves start to release. He plows into me harder, sending the waves throughout my entire body as another orgasm shreds my insides until I can barely breathe.
He slows his thrusts, going deeper and deeper as he kisses my cheek, my mouth. Then lifts himself so our eyes are lined up.
“All mine. Forever,” he says, like a vow, and thrusts harder until he freezes, letting loose an animalistic growl as his own release carries him away.
He kisses me, a deep, sensual kiss that’s more than just a glad we fucked kiss. Something’s shifted. He’s not just my kidnapper anymore, or my escort. It’s something different now.
But my body is too worn out, my soul too at peace to bother with overanalyzing things right now.
After another kiss to my cheek, he rolls off the bed,grabbing his T-shirt from the floor. The bed dips when he sits back down and gently uses it to clean me.
Still in my haze, I climb beneath the covers. It’s early still, but he’s exhausted me.
“I’ll make us some food.”
He pulls on his jeans, zipping and buttoning them up before sitting on the bed beside me.
“Rurik, I really am sorry about that guy.”
He puts a finger to my mouth, cutting me off.
“Don’t worry about him. He wasn’t anyone to grieve over. His death was coming, he just assured it came faster by putting his hands on you.”
“We still need to find whatever you were looking for.”
His expression darkens. “Food first. Then we’ll figure that out.”
“Do you have another shirt I can borrow?” I ask, giving a pointed look at the crumpled-up shirt at the bottom of the bed.
“Why? I like you this way.”
He gets off the bed, snatches up the dirty shirt and saunters out of the room.
Arrogant man.
I roll to my back, staring up at the ceiling while the first note of his whistling starts in the kitchen.
The moment of peace quickly gets washed away with the dreaded truth of my reality.
When he finds out what I did to Nico, he’ll never want to be with me again. And I wouldn’t blame him.
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