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The living room lights went out. The bathroom light came on but later dimmed. Then, a softer light filled the bedroom window. Thin curtains blocked her from my view—a shape, a blur, a shadow.
Thrusting my hand into my pocket, I felt the edges of the balaclava I’d stuffed in there. Pulling it on and invading her home, for a second time, was crazy. Such a stupid, wild idea that I feared I was losing my grip on reality.
The only small glimmer of hope was that I truly believed Cora wanted it. Deep down, amongst her scribbled diary and her reactions to my few touches, she wanted it—to be touched without being asked. Whether she wanted it while asleep, I couldn’t say. I intended to approach her at the club the very next evening, but I couldn’t wait that long to be near her. Just a touch. One touch.
My breath fogged as I waited in the chilly night for thirty more minutes after her light went out. Pulling up my phone, I checked the tracker I’d placed beneath Ruby’s boyfriend’s car. I’d stuck it up beneath the bumper before they’d come downstairs. My phone would alert me if the car came within a mile of their flat.
It was across the city, at the other end of Glasgow—not a nice end, either. Plenty far enough away that I could pay my little liar a visit.
Within ten minutes, I stood on the threshold of her bedroom, my mask forcing my hot breath back against my face.
There she was, hair spilling over her pillow and a worn, baggy t-shirt covering her to the mid-thighs. The sharp edge of the doorway dug into my fingers as I took a long, ragged breath. The room smelled like her. Wisps of vanilla filled my head. I’d have to raid her bathroom and find out what she used so I could spread it on my cock and imagine it was her hands.
Quiet as I could, I made my way into the room. I perched on the edge of her bed and watched as her chest rose rhythmically. Leaning down, I breathed her in. Up close, the vanilla notes lingered, but I could smell her—the light scent of her body beneath the products she used. Lifting my mask for a moment, I dragged my lips over her thigh, tasting her. She twitched, and I froze. If she woke up, she could either scream or beg me to fuck her. And I wasn’t ready to fuck her yet. No, when I did that, she’d know exactly who was shredding her innocence. She’d scream my name and know that her tears belonged to me.
Until then, I had to tread carefully.
When she settled, I pulled my mask down and slid the t-shirt up over her stomach. Her tits remained tantalisingly just beneath the material, but her stomach was bared in its entirety, as well as her white panties. They nestled close to her, the shape of her cunt visible beneath the thin material. I didn’t care that they were far more practical than sexy, because, on her, anything was perfect. My thumb grazed over her, my eyes never leaving her face as she sighed in her sleep, her legs opening further..
It wasn’t long before my gentle strokes had her panties wet, her excitement perfectly visible even in the dark room. The soft glow from the streetlights outside showed enough to know her dreams were likely dirty.
Pulling her panties to the side, it took every ounce of willpower not to drop my mouth on her and lick up every little morsel of her desire. Instead, I slid my fingers along her slit, gathering the slickness with one hand while unsheathing my dick with the other. I wetted the head of my swollen cock with her desire, imagining her tight pussy sliding over it while I stroked myself.
Fuck, I couldn’t hold out much longer.
I needed to claim her.
I continued to stroke her glistening cunt, shushing lightly as she stirred. Biting my lip to stifle any sound, I quickened the pace on my throbbing cock, all the while watching her lovely face. My balls tightened and my stomach coiled. I pulled my fingers from her slit and into my mouth, coming hard with the taste of her on my lips, hot white ropes of cum spreading over her stomach.
I wanted to gather it all up on my fingers and stuff it inside her, to feed her hungry cunt with my spilled cum. She’d look so pretty, leaking me out all over her panties.
But it was too risky.
I’d taken enough chances by being there at all, by touching her sleeping form. If she woke up with my fingers deep inside her, she’d definitely freak out.
Taking my balaclava off, I wiped the cum from her stomach with it before setting her top back in place.
Was it just lust? A carnal urge? I didn’t know. What I did know was that she was an obsession that was taking over my every waking moment. I needed to fuck her and get her out of my system so I could focus on my business again.
But my head was too damn full of Cora.
‘Good night, my little liar,’ I whispered.
After making my way outside, I took one last look at my obsession through the window.
I’d barely made it down the fire escape when my phone buzzed, alerting me to Ruby’s impending return.
Having come twice already and giving her nothing in return, I was determined to rectify that. I wasn’t going to stop until her body gave into me, and she came around my fingers.
Tomorrow.
FOURTEEN
CORA
Where on earth is everyone?
Aside from the doorman and the receptionist downstairs, the club was pretty much empty when I arrived. Soft music played in the deserted main area, and even though the stage was lit up, there was no-one behind the bar.
