Page 17 of The Devil After Dark

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LIANA

I was barely coherent as I felt my bed move.

My heart jumped and I snapped my eyes open, only for a gloved hand to clamp down across my mouth.

I grabbed at it and squirmed, trying to free myself from the tangle of blankets around my waist. In the moonlight that trickled in from my curtains I saw the massive man on the edge of my bed.

I struggled more and he simply stood up and crawled onto my bed, straddling my legs and pinning me down.

His strong hand covered my mouth the entire time.

And he wore a fucking mask with red and white markings.

He was back. Again. At least it wasn’t someone here to murder me … or he still might be here to murder me.

I stopped struggling as clearly I was not going anywhere with the way he had me trapped.

“If you scream, I will gag you,” my masked man said as he gently pulled the covers off me, exposing my breasts.

“If you fight back, I will restrain you,” I whimpered as his hand drew a line down between my breasts and over my stomach.

“And I will leave once you have cum for me. ”

What the actual fuck ? My mind was racing.

I did not have anything in my bedroom to defend myself with unless I wanted to hit him with a dildo or my lamp.

And I already knew, I was not winning in any sort of physical altercation.

I wasn’t even sure if I wanted to stop him.

“Relax, baby. There is no need to be scared,” he nearly whispered the words.

I recognized his voice. Was I losing my mind?

His hand slowly lifted pressure from over my mouth and pulled away.

I just stared at him for heartbeats. Then I screamed as loud as I could.

His hand was back over my mouth in an instant and he hauled my body up from the bed to a seated position in front of him.

Fabric was around my head, between my lips, and pulled tight before I could do anything to stop him.

I clawed at the fabric and he grabbed my wrists.

He pulled me towards the top of my bed and bound my hands and wrists with a thin dark rope to the headboard.

Tears were streaming down my cheeks as I knelt on my bed and looked back at him.

His chest rose and fell with his breaths as he watched me from a few feet away.

I watched as he slowly pulled off one of his leather gloves.

Then the other. His hands were covered in tattoos.

One a snake and one a skull. I fucking knew it!

Then he removed his leather jacket, revealing the tattoos that snaked up his arms and under his t-shirt along with the neck tattoos emerging from the collar of his shirt.

He tossed everything on the floor. Cassio was in my bedroom. Cassio was the masked man.

I made a noise through the gag as my eyes jumped back and forth from his tattooed hands to his masked face.

“You don’t need to be scared, Angel. You are supposed to enjoy this, too.

I don’t want you to be afraid.” Fucking Cassio.

He was the only one who had ever called me Angel.

And I was scared. Why the hell had he been breaking into my home?

Him telling me not to be scared did nothing.

Okay, maybe I wasn’t actually scared anymore, but what the actual fuck was happening?

It had only been a few hours since he drove away from my home in his fancy car.

Only a few hours since he had spread me out on a conference table and made me cum for him during the most unforgettable business meeting of my life.

He crawled up the bed and knelt behind me, pressing his clothed body against the back of my naked one.

Cassio’s hand slid up my body to my throat and his fingers wrapped my jaw.

He turned my head towards his and he slowly pulled the mask from his face.

“You get so wet for me, Angel. I just need you to be a good girl and cum for me again tonight, okay? Can you do that for me, baby?” My body shook as I tried to calm my breathing.

His clear blue eyes reflected the moonlight and there was no mistaking it: Cassio had broken into my house again and tied me to my bed.

“I am going to pull down your gag and as long as you don’t scream, you can keep it off.

” I nodded and his hands loosened the gag, letting it fall around my neck.

His strong fingers pulled my chin up and his lips danced against mine. “Relax,” he whispered.

“Cassio, what are you doing?” I whispered back, my voice shaking.

Cassio pressed a kiss to my lips and I found myself not pulling back.

Then his tongue teased against my mouth, asking for permission to enter.

I let him in and nearly moaned as his tongue danced against mine.

Then he slowly pulled back. “I need to see you cum for me, again, Angel. Can you do that for me?”

“But why … this? You could have just asked me out or something,” I stammered.

“Because this is much more fun. Now are you going to be a good girl and cum for me?” he asked as his hand tightened around my neck. Oh gods the man I had been daydreaming about had actually been the one breaking into my home.

“Mhmm,” I whimpered. What the actual fuck was wrong with me? Had I just agreed to this again?

A smile crossed his lips. “Good girl,” he said darkly.

His lips pressed against mine again and his hand ran up my body to gently squeeze my breast. Then he pinched my nipple, rolling it between his fingers, and I let out a small cry of shock against his mouth.

He pulled back from my lips and looked down at my naked body.

“But why are you doing this?” I whispered. I could not wrap my head around why he was breaking into my home and setting up business meetings with me.

His hand left my breast and slid down between my legs. The warmth of his hand on me made me gasp as an ache grew in my core. “No questions. I play. You cum. That is all you need to know.”

Then he kept his hand on me as he leaned over to my nightstand and pulled open the drawer.

He grabbed my vibrating dildo and closed the nightstand.

I felt embarrassment creep into my cheeks knowing that Cassio was seeing my sex toy.

He had even known where to find it. He held it up close to our faces as he played with the buttons and the toy vibrated and pulsed at different frequencies.

Cassio’s body was still pressed against my back as we knelt on my bed.

With one of his hands holding my jaw and the other my dildo, he brought the dildo close to my mouth.

He leaned around me so he could at least see some of my face and I looked into his eyes with what I can imagine was panic and confusion.

“Suck your toy, Angel,” he coaxed. Then he moved it closer to my mouth. “Open your mouth.” I did exactly what he asked, just like a fucking puppet.

I held eye contact as he slid the dildo into my mouth.

The way he looked so completely turned on had my body squirming with desire.

I could feel his breathing deepen as he slowly fucked my mouth with the toy.

I could also feel his hard cock through his pants as it pressed against my back.

Even through his clothes I could tell he was larger than the eight inch fake dick he was currently forcing deeper down my throat.

Had I been dreaming of fucking Cassio? Yes. Absolutely. After our meeting this evening I had even fantasized him making me cum again would actually happen. But I had never imagined this was how it was going to go .

“Come back to me, Angel,” Cassio’s voice pulled me from my thoughts.

“No wandering thoughts. I need you thinking only about what I am doing to you right now, okay?” I nodded with my lips still around the dildo.

Cassio let out a measured breath and closed his eyes for a moment.

“Fuck, you look so good with a dick in your mouth,” he breathed.

Then he slid the dildo out of my mouth and kissed my lips.

I felt the dildo slip between my legs as Cassio gently pressed the tip of it against my entrance.

“I want to see if you can take it,” he whispered.

Then he pressed the dildo into me in one firm and slow thrust. I whimpered and clenched my teeth at the pain of the stretch.

He had hardly prepped me and yet I could tell I was already wet enough to manage.

“Mmm, yes, good job, baby,” he breathed as he sunk the dildo up to its fake balls inside of me.

His hand around my throat held me firmly as he switched on the vibration and started slowly moving the dildo in and out.

My body arched under his grasp as he nipped at my ear and kissed my neck, driving the dildo faster and faster.

I clutched my headboard where my hands were tied and could not help myself from pressing my ass back into Cassio.

Cassio attached his mouth to my neck and bit and sucked as he pressed the button to make the dildo’s vibration increase in speed.

I was completely losing control under him.

Moans slipped from my mouth as my muscles flexed and released.

My pussy started pulsing around the toy and Cassio sucked my neck hard as he tore his mouth away.

“Let go, Angel. Cum for me. Do it right now. Cum for me,” he demanded as his hand gently squeezed my throat.

I cried out as I came. My entire body shook in his hold.

He slowed his pace with the dildo and drew out my climax, slowly sliding it all the way in and turning off the vibration as my release left me.

I gasped and panted as my body trembled.

I had never cum so hard or so fast from someone else in my entire life .

“Yes, baby, just like that. You did so well. You were such a good girl for me,” Cassio groaned as he kissed my neck.

Then he slowly slid the dildo out of me and tossed it on the bed.

He gently untied my hands from the headboard and took the gag off from around my neck.

Turning my face towards him again, he kissed me on the lips letting his mouth linger as he slowly pulled back.

His hand stroked my cheek as he held me against his body.

“Goodnight, my angel,” he whispered. Then he left the bed, scooping up his jacket and gloves as he exited my bedroom. I heard a door close down the hall.

I was still trying to calm my pounding heart as I realized Cassio had just left. What the fuck had just happened?