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“You’re so fucking tight, baby. Your pussy was made for me.”

She lets out a moan as I hit her sensitive spot deep inside of her. I allow her a moment to accommodate my size.

I feel my cock throbbing inside of her, needing more.

I slowly pull myself out and slide back in. She throws her head back as her nails dig deeper into my flesh.

“Fuck, princess.” I groan as her pussy clenches around my cock.

I pick up the pace, going deep inside of her with every thrust. The sounds leaving her throat are erotic and raw. I feel myself losing control as I pound into her savagely. I need her so fucking badly.

She stares into my eyes, and her lips are parted. I lean my mouth close to hers and I release a trail of spit into her mouth. She licks her lips and fucking swallows it. Fuck.

I crash my lips to hers as she moans into my mouth. Her arousal coats my length, and I feel her convulsing around me. Shuddering underneath me.

I let out a groan as I swell inside of her. Continuing to pound into her as I climax deep inside of her. My heart feels like it is going to explode from my chest, and the blood rushes to my ears. I have never come so hard in my fucking life.

I slowly pump in and out of her. Giving her every last drop. I continue to kiss her as she softly moans into my mouth.

I break the kiss and place my forehead against hers.

“Fucking perfect.”

16

Evelyn

I lay in Dante’s bed feeling euphoric. I didn’t think I would actually give in. I thought I had more control. He somehow finds a way to bend me until I break. I can’t stay away.You don’t want to stay away.He made me feel free from judgment.

I never want this feeling to go away. He makes me forget everything fucked up in my life. I know that after traumatic experiences, people make irrational decisions, but this one wasn’t. I wanted him from the moment I met him.Did you?

He lies next to me, holding me close to him. His breathing is calm and quiet. He is quiet. He keeps telling me that I am beautiful. That I am perfect. For a man so cold, he can be so warm.

I look out the window at the night sky. I am so glad he saved me. I wanted him to care, and he did. I close my eyes as I let the darkness welcome me with open arms.

* * *

I slowly open my eyes, adjusting to the light coming in through the window. For a moment, panic grips my chest as I startle to a seated position. I’m not chained to the concrete wall. I breathe a sigh of relief. I’m in Dante’s room.

I roll over to see that Dante isn’t in bed anymore. When I roll over, I feel soreness between my legs. The reminder fills my mind— we had sex. I wanted him. He wanted me. I smile to myself, feeling no regrets about what happened between us.

I reach for my phone, which rests on the nightstand. Dante must have put it on the charger for me.He cares about you.

I unlock my phone to see that it’s 11:00 A.M. Astra sent me a text, wanting to grab lunch. I need to talk to her. I’ve been avoiding her messages for the past 24 hours. Well, technically, the last five days, if you include the time I was held against my will. At least I can relax knowing my captors are all dead.

Hey girl, I’ll be there. Let me know what time. I’m starving.

I stand up and head into the bathroom to shower and get ready for lunch. Astra is going to have a fucking heart attack when I tell her.Then don’t tell her.I have to tell her.

* * *

I feel so refreshed after my shower. I’m thankful Dante was such a good stalker. He has all of the things I use at home. He even had the perfume that I use.

I am wearing a pair of leggings and an oversized sweatshirt. He must have gone by my house, too, because a lot of my clothes just so happen to make their way into his closet.

I walk towards the elevator and step inside, heading to the main floor.

“Dante?”