Page 26 of Don't Speak

CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR

She tasted just like I imagined she would. Delectable. Divine. Exquisite. My little lioness was so wet for me. She may have a sassy, dominant personality to the world, but she’s quite the submissive when she’s getting fucked. My submissive.

After she drove away, I got in my truck and sat there for a moment, letting her gain some distance before putting my truck in drive and following after her.

I need to change the front door camera before Nikki ends up with another photograph.

I made sure the entire bar was cleared out, all of the doors were locked, and the cameras were disabled before I fucked my lioness.

I wanted to make sure that no one was still in the building when I had her remove her clothing.

No one but me will ever see her in that position again.

Pulling up to her house, I park and cut my engine off, turning off my headlights as well.

While I wait, I pull up the camera feed to her bedroom.

It looks like she’s just gotten out of the shower, her hair soaking wet and her body glistening in the fluorescent lighting.

I see Simba jump into the bed, waiting for her to put on her pajamas.

She slides into the bed next to him, pulling the covers up to her shoulders.

I watch her for another thirty minutes until I’m positive she is sound asleep.

Turning the camera feed off, I get out of my truck and head over to the side of her house with the camera in one hand and a stool in the other.

Her street is pretty dead. There are several vacant homes currently for sale, and there isn’t much foot or car traffic that comes down this street, so I’m not worried about getting caught, but I make quick work anyway.

Unfolding the step stool and positioning it, I climb up the steps to where the front side of the house meets the right side of the house, adjusting the camera angle to capture the entirety of her front door, as well as most of her front yard. There’s no way to avoid it this time.

I pull up the feed to the camera to ensure it is working properly, and when I’m satisfied, I pack up the stool and head back to my truck.

I check the camera feed once more and see that she is still sleeping soundly, and then I close it and head back to my apartment, still thinking about how she felt with me buried deep inside her.