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I’m so fucking turned on right now. Thankfully, not toward Jack, he still repulses me. I so desperately wanted to slit his throat, but I promised Don that I wouldn’t. I have never had the urge to end someone's life before, well until now.

As we proceed back through the doorway, Don’s hands rest on my waist, holding me close. My arms remain wrapped securely around his neck, feeling the warmth of his skin through the fabric of his shirt. The door locks behind us and I shove Don toward the opposite wall. Roughly slamming my lips against his, my tongue strokes against his lips until he opens for me. Fighting the urge to climb him right here, my heart pounds rapidly.

With the knife still in my hand, he tugs me up by my waist and flips me over his shoulder.

We rapidly walk down the dimly lit hallway, the air growing thicker with anticipation. We stop in front of a solid steel door, and with a loud click, the door creaks open. Stepping inside, the door shuts with a dull thud, darkness enveloping us like a thick curtain, swallowing every hint of light and leaving us suspended in an intimate, shadowy silence. The darkness makes it impossible to see and anxiety knots in my stomach, sending a rush of emotions flooding through me. I breathe in deeply, trying to calm the storm inside.

Within seconds, I can hear movement from Don behind me. I turn sharply but there’s no one there. The knot tightens tighter in my stomach and I have to remind myself that I’m stronger than this. Breathing deeply, I close my eyes.

Without warning Don comes up behind me startling me,

“It’s just you and me, Sweetheart. Just you and me.”

Nervously, I reach a hand behind, placing it on his arm. His warmth stables me immediately.

He doesn’t waste any time and tugs the bottom of my T-shirt and pulls it up over my head, dropping it to the floor, leaving me in just a flimsy sports bra.

With one hand, he lightly strokes from my wrist up to my shoulder, sending shivering pleasure down my spine. Carefully, he wraps his fingers around my neck and squeezes, I can still breath, and fuck me, it has my pussy throbbing. Unable to see through the darkness, I can only hear the sound of his breath as it rises and falls rapidly. A mix of anticipation and desperation fills the air around me. Hungry for more, he pulls me in closer, his lips tracing the outline of my ear, as a low growl reverberates from him. My pussy clenches as it vibrates through me. With his other hand, he runs it down my chest cupping each breast in turn, pinching my nipple tightly through the bra before moving to the next. He repeats this as a loud moan escapes me. Gently, his hand moves down to the waistband of my leggings, and he dips his hand in. He rubs my clit, growling under his breath.

“Jesus!” I moan, my knees buckling slightly at his touch. He rubs faster, before swiping down, plunging two fingers inside me. I gasp loudly at the invasion, leaning my head back onto his shoulder.

“Come for me, Little Wasp,” he whispers in my ear as his thumb strokes my clit and his fingers pump inside me, both moving simultaneously.

At his words, my body starts convulsing, ripples of pleasure wave through, as my orgasm overtakes me. My arms and legs feel like jelly. “Mmm, God!” I scream.

“Good girl,” he growls, as he pulls his fingers out and pops them right into his mouth. He still has his hand around my throat, which I’m grateful for right now, as it’s holding me up. Lightly he shoves me forward until I hit a wall, “Hands flat against the wall,” he demands. I don’t hesitate, and flatten my hands out against the wall. He lets go of my neck and tugs my pants down to just under my knees, taking my underwear with it. Eagerly running his hands up my sides, my whole body shivers at his touch.

Once he gets to my ass, he squeezes one cheek, letting it jiggle, cursing delightfully under his breath as he tugs down his pants and grinds his hard cock along my ass. I’m so ready for him again. Gently placing one hand on my back, he shoves it downward, so I’m arched and without another thought he slams into me. My soul leaves my body as it feels like I’m floating. “Fuck, Sweetheart, you are always so tight,” he moans loudly, slamming into me again. My moans get louder as another orgasm gets closer. With a sense of urgency, he slaps me hard on my ass, and the entire world shatters before me. Stars appear as the pleasure rolls through me. Utterly satisfied as he slams into me again, groaning and swearing as he spills out inside me. My arms give in, and I nearly bang my head on the wall, but he grabs me by the waist just in time.

Exhausted, I lean back against him, his cock slips out causing his come to drip out onto the inside of my leg. My attempt to giggle fails because I’m still so out of breath so I couldn’t name the sound that actually leaves me.

“I will never get enough of you, Little Wasp,” he whispers, still panting.

Still unable to see, I turn around to face him, wrapping my arms around his neck. Slowly, I begin peppering light kisses along his jaw, before soaking him in a big sloppy one. Unexpectedly he welcomes it, chuckling at me in delight. But in proper Don fashion, he gets his revenge and sticks his tongue out and licks along my face, making sure to leave a string of saliva. I grimace and he chuckles. “What goes around comes around, Sweetheart.”

Playfully, I hit him lightly on the chest, giggling.