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As quietly as possible, I entered her apartment. The place was quiet and dark. The only thing that indicated she was at home was the light coming from under her bedroom door. Slowly, I turned the knob and peeked inside; the image before me took my breath away.

Valeria lay on the bed with her legs spread wide. One hand moved the buzzing toy in and out of her while the other rubbed her clit. Her eyes were closed, and her back arched; a few gentle moans escaped her mouth, but it was nothing compared to the sounds she made during our encounter.

The feeling of satisfaction nestled in my chest, disturbing the chaos that blended my worries and anger. She was so engrossed in self-care that she hadn't noticed my presence yet, so I could freely watch her and enjoy the show.

Plopping in the brand-new armchair, I placed my ankle on the knee of my other leg and leaned into my seat.

The gentle light shone just right to hide my presence in the shadow provided by the closet, and at the same time, it enlightened the leading actress and the stage.

My cock twitched in my pants with anticipation, and I hungrily licked my painted lips.

I was desperate for another taste of Valeria's perfect pussy.

Observing her as she played with herself was highly entertaining but also educational.

I noticed that her hand moved between her nipples and clit like she couldn't decide what gave her more pleasure.

Or that it looked like she missed a palm wrapped around her throat to hold her in place when she pounded her wet hole.

Many ideas popped up in my mind, and I couldn't wait to try some.

However, it took her longer than I would've expected to finish. Twice, I was certain she was almost there, and she either intentionally ruined her orgasm or something was blocking her.

Without thinking, I dropped to my knees and crawled to the bed.

Mesmerized by her beauty, I totally forgot about my suspicion of her performing for another man.

All I could see was her doing this for my eyes only.

But it quickly returned when the phone appeared in my view.

Anger blooming in my chest pushed every reasonable thought to the side, and I roughly grabbed Valeria's throat, pinning her down.

Her eyes instantly snapped open, but the realization immediately crossed her flushed face when our gazes met. Her lips parted slightly, and a smile tugged on the corners. She tilted her head back, burying it in the cushion while she quickened the movements of her hand between her legs.

"Who are you showing yourself to?" I demanded in a profound, harsh voice that I learned when I ended up in a drama course. While at high school, it was a punishment for bullying a classmate. It'd been boring, yet it proved useful in the later stages of my life .

Valeria completely ignored my question, enjoying the pleasure her toy provided, so I was forced to change the approach. My grip on her throat tightened, making her gasp, and I climbed on top of her, trapping her.

"Answer the question," I growled, but it only broadened her smile. She pushed my buttons hard.

"Well, you asked for it," I said sweetly, pecking her jaw and moving down to her chest. Her erect nipples tasted scrumptious, and her moans sounded even more tasteful, but I prepared a little unpleasant surprise for her.

Licking her breast slowly, I clamped my mouth around the hardened bud and bit it. I didn't use extreme force, but still hard enough for a scream to fly out of her. It was more of a surprised squeak than a yelp in pain, and she left the toy in her pussy, grasping my bicep.

"Who are you showing yourself to?" I repeated, massaging the sore spot with my fingers. Valeria glared at me, resoluteness imprinted in every inch of her stunning face, so I only shrugged nonchalantly and moved to her other nipple.

She wriggled under me but couldn't stop me from biting her again.

Only her answer had that power, and she refused to give it to me.

She pressed her lips tightly together, taking away the pleasure of hearing her whimper from me.

It stoked an even bigger fire in my chest, pushing me to punish her for noncompliance more.

I traced her nipple with the tip of my tongue, drawing hushed moans she tried to conceal. Her skin quivered, the pulse on her delicate neck racing under my fingers.

"Still no answer?" I asked, looking at her hardened expression.

"Fuck you, you freak," she spat, and I momentarily froze. She took me by surprise, but I quickly recovered. The beast in me tore every barrier that kept it in check, and I had no power to tame it. She crossed the fucking line.

"As you wish." I lifted myself, letting go of her neck. She didn't hesitate and jumped from the bed while I pulled my belt from my pants.

I expected her to do exactly that, and a devilish smile curled my lips at the idea of pursuing her around the apartment .

Leisurely, I walked out of the bedroom, glimpsing into the living room, but she wasn't there.

I entered the kitchen, folding the leather belt in half and watching her holding a huge knife like a weapon.

Her gorgeous naked body shook. I took a step closer, almost laughing out loud when she started swinging the blade.

"Get away from me!" she yelled, backing away.

“Put it down, mon c?ur. You'll hurt yourself." My voice was gentle, but my thoughts were wild.

"I'll hurt you ," she threatened, moving to the right side so the dining table separated us.

"I'd love to see you try," I snickered, bolting behind her.

With a scream, she ran to the living room, turning to face me in the middle of the room. She would've stabbed me if I hadn’t halted my movements. However, her abrupt stop gave me a chance to grasp her wrist, and with one intense squeeze of my hand, the knife ended up on the floor.

Valeria fought with me to get away, but she was trapped.

I had no intention of letting her go. She punched and kicked, and when I threw her on the couch, she tried to crawl away, yet I didn't let her.

I pulled a belt loop over her head and tightened it around her neck, making a leash.

She gasped. Her hands flew up to the new accessory, and I used that time to unzip my pants.

Pinning her down onto the couch, I lay on her and entered her from behind. A loud moan broke free from her lips. She dug her nails into my thigh, only my pants blocking her from tearing my skin.

"Who did you show yourself to?" I snarled, thrusting into her violently. My control almost slipped, and a tiny voice in my head whispered to me that this could end badly, but I ignored it. I wanted her so damn much I couldn't contain myself.

"You," she whined, arching her back, giving me better access. I tugged on the leash, my lips brushing against her earlobe while my cock took her over and over again.

"Repeat it!" I demanded, and she moved her hand from my thigh to my forearm, clawing at it .

"You!" she cried out, turning her head to the side, and our eyes met momentarily. "I showed…myself to you."

A strong wave of relief, pleasure, and happiness washed over me, pushing me only toward one goal: making her mine.

That woman, wailing under me, was the cherry on top of the cake, a desirable Christmas present, the light at the end of the tunnel.

She was a drug, coursing through my system, igniting the fire in my veins, yet at the same time, calming me down, chaining me.

Only she could quench my thirst, the hunger that tortured me, the craving itching in my bones.

She was my goddess, the new religion sending me into a spiral of delicious sins.

She was my temptation, damnation, and redemption. She was everything.

"You're so fucking perfect," I rasped, grasping Valeria's hand and covering it with my palm. Her loud screams and pants were probably heard in the entire building. She entwined our fingers, turning her sweaty face to me.

"Make me come!" she commanded, tilting her head back. I almost finished at that very moment. No woman ever dared to order me. Fireworks exploded under my skin, clouding my vision.

I sneaked my arm under Valeria's sweaty, trembling body, wrapping my hand around her throat like a necklace.

A few whimpers mixed with groans flew out of her before she stiffened, and her pussy rhythmically clamped around my cock.

I continued with my movements, relishing in her screams and cries, until I couldn't hold my climax any longer.

Without thinking, I released my load into Valeria's clamping wet pussy, roaring like an animal. I pressed my forehead against her shoulder, trying to catch my breath while she gasped under me.

This really wasn't the way I imagined our date going. I hoped we would end up in bed, but this was unexpected. And when reality hit me, and Valeria wanted to untangle herself from me, a strange nervousness overcame my thoughts. But I instantly buried it in my subconscious.

After this adventure, she was forever mine.