Font Size:  

“I don’t know.” My voice shook. “You’d have to tell me what it is first.”

He laughed “What about the thrill of the surprise?”

“Not tonight.”

He licked my ear, and my knees weakened. He’d never touched me with his mouth before. “Need incentive then?”

“Yeah,” I whispered. “Incentivize me.”

Kyle pulled back to gaze at my face, giving me a sadistic smile that wasn’t nearly as beautiful as Luke’s. But it still held a horror that gripped my guts and tugged me hard enough that I took a step toward him. We were chest-to-chest. If Kyle were a different man, he could lower his head and kiss me.

He whispered, “I don’t want to just hit you this time.”

I whimpered, and my dick throbbed. Visions spun through my mind of being alone somewhere private with Kyle, wielding my power over him, making him hate me and want me so much that he lost his mind entirely from it.

“I want to hurt you worse than I ever have before.” He touched my cheek with the tip of his index finger, running it down to my jawline. “I want to tie you down. Fuck you first. Then I wanna use a knife. Cut your skin. Listen to you scream. Watch you bleed.”

Dots swam in front of my eyes.

“Then I’ll fuck you again until I get close, and I’ll pull out and shoot on the cuts.”

Fuuuuck.

He smiled with a gleaming hatred. “Don’t worry, though. I’ll stitch you up myself with needle and thread. No painkiller.”

Christ, he’d fantasized about this in such detail. He knew exactly what he wanted. This was so much darker than even the messages he’d left for me.

“Then I’ll let you sleep a little, get your strength back. Once you wake up, I’ll cut on you some more. Maybe your stomach. Maybe your fuckingface. Put a plastic bag on your head. Fuck you while you struggle to breathe.”

My knees gave out a little.

His voice grew husky. He was aroused. “Yeah, I want to cut you while I fuck you. You’ll beg me to stop. You’ll cry. You’ll say you’ll doanythingif I just stop hurting you.”

His words came out in pants. He gripped his cock through his pants. “But I won’t. I’ll cut you for fuckinghours. Carve my name in your skin. Make it last. Then I’ll leave you tied to the bed. No gag, because no one will ever hear you where I’m taking you. Let you scream yourself to sleep.” He huffed a laugh. “I’ll come back tomorrow night. Do it all again.”

I couldn’t pull in a breath.Fuck.I knew I should be scared, andIwas. Utterly terrified. But I was also riveted. “I’m HIV positive,” I reminded him. “You can’t do that with me. Blood play. All that. You can’t even if I wanted you to.”

He shuddered. “I’ll wear gloves. I’ll use condoms while I fuck you if I have to. Besides, you’ll be the one bleeding. Not me.”

“The virus is in my blood.”

“Maybe it’s in my blood too.”

“Is it?” Had I infected Kyle?

Kyle shrugged. “I don’t know. I don’t care. You’ve got me so fucked up inside. Are you happy, cunt? Say you want it.”

I didn’t know how he knew I’d entertain this horrifying and disturbing idea, but apparently he did because he smiled again, twisted and atrocious. He was so fucking sure he had me.

“How far away is the place?” I asked, my voice shaking.

“Not far. We could be there in an hour.”

“How will we get there?”

“My car’s in the lot down there,” he nodded toward the garage beneath the Humanities Building.

What Kyle was describing was vile, and I shouldn’t have a hard-on, but I did. Kyle glanced down at it and his ugly smile grew even nastier. I envisioned myself getting into his car and letting him take me where he could hurt me so badly that I’d finally escape my body, my father, my past, and my shame.

Source: www.allfreenovel.com
Articles you may like