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The simple word makes me yearn for him even more. And when he pushes in, a cry of pleasure leaves my lips. He goes slowly, dragging moans out of me, making me needy for the knife. I clench around it, trying to keep it inside every time he pulls it back.
“I can see what you’re doing,” he chuckles. “Who decides the pace, pretty wife? Who takes control of your body?”
“You,” I sigh desperately.
“That’s right.”
He keeps going, making me writhe. Slowly in, slowly out. A little deeper, right at the edge of my entrance.
“Oh, Nate,” I cry out, feeling myself lose control. “I’m gonna c-come.”
“Is that right? Are you going to come with a knife inside you? Are you going to come from me playing with this pretty pussy however I want?”
He does it again, pressing in ever-so slowly.
“Y-yes…yes…” And when he pulls out, I explode from the madness. Stars flash in front of my eyes, my head falling to the side and my back curving.
“That’s my girl. Keep coming.” He moves again, going harsher, stimulating me with only the hilt thrusting inside me. It’s deeper now, his movement unforgiving.
“F-fuck.”
“I’ll be fucking you with this knife until you give me another orgasm, Kayla. So work that pussy against it.”
I try my best to obey, but my muscles refuse. “Fight against the lethargy. Show me what a desperate whore you are. So desperate even those pills can’t stop you from dragging pleasure out of this.”
With a grunt, I fight against my body. I push up, thrusting my pussy until my entrance presses against his fist. He’s holding the knife in a way that ensures I can’t cut myself. His hand is protecting the blade, so that must mean he’s holding some of it, cutting himself.
“That’s it, good little whore. Come, baby. Come again for me.”
I reach a high so blinding my mouth opens to cry out, but it’s silent. I’m squirming, fisting the sheet, uncaring of what I look or sound like as the wave of fire engulfs me.
The knife leaves me, a whimper pushing past my lips as it retreats. And suddenly, Nate’s palm is on my mouth, covering the entire lower half of my face. It smells coppery and it’s slippery too.
He’s bleeding.
I want to tell him, but he’s pressing too hard against my lips. “I’m discovering a new passion, little sunflower. Bleeding for you.”
My nostrils flare as I inhale through my nose.
“Lick me. Feel the way I love to hurt for you.”
He eases the pressure, and my tongue darts out, licking him shyly at first. But he’s right. It’s erotically addictive. So I explore further, putting my tongue flat against his palm before I bring it back into my mouth.
He growls, low, barely able to contain his hunger. “I want to sacrifice myself for you,” he rasps. “I want you to shoot me if that’s what you need. I want to bleed and know that it’s at your hand.”
Putting his palm on my cheek, he brings the hilt of the knife to my mouth. “Taste yourself.”
This time, I open my mouth eagerly, sucking the knife in.
“I need you so much it hurts, Kayla.”
His voice resonates everywhere within my body. And it’s not even that he sounds desperate. He’s not good at expressing things through his voice. But he pushes the hilt to the back of my throat, spreading his blood on my cheek. When he presses his hard cock against my slit, I feel it.
I feel how much he needs me. Mainly because I need him back.
He rolls his hips, sliding his dick between my nether lips and against my clit.
I moan around the knife, and he finally pulls it out of my mouth. “You’re incredible. So perfect for me. All I want is to be perfect for you in return. And then…” He thrusts, teasing me with his cock. “Then you’ll never leave me, will you?”
