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“Nate, stop.” She doesn’t dare move now. Not even a millimeter. She stays completely still, too scared of the knife causing irreparable damage.
I release her and kneel behind her. Still, she doesn’t move.
Pressing harder, I feel lucky my initials are so easy to write. She hisses when I start the last bar of the N.
“Please.” Her legs tremble, and I notice she’s holding herself on her toes.
“You’re going to exhaust yourself,” I say softly. “Put your feet flat on the floor.”
I pull the knife away for a second, giving her just enough time to drop her heels to the floor, and I finish my N.
“What are you doing?” she whimpers. “Stop.”
“You should cry,” I suggest. “It’ll help with the pain.”
“Fuck you!”
I shrug, starting the W. “As you wish.”
“Just stop!”
Unlike what I recommended, she doesn’t cry. It’s stupid, really. I’m only trying to help.
She whimpers again when I’m halfway through the W, and I drop a kiss just below the wound. “I have to make it deep,” I explain. “Or it’ll go away instead of scarring.”
“You don’t have to do anything.” The shakiness of her voice starts to get to me. And by that, I mean my dick is getting rock hard in my suit.
It’s been two long days and seeing the wetness gathering between her pussy lips as I hurt her is giving me a burst of energy.
“We’re going to be the perfect couple, Kayla,” I whisper against her skin, just to anger her some more.
“Nate, please.”
Despair.
I can hear it so clearly now. Her tone when she’s begging always takes on higher notes.
“I’m almost done, little sunflower.”
“No,” she whimpers. “Nate…” Her forehead falls against the wall, completely giving up.
I finish the second letter and pull away to admire my work. It’s right where her beautiful bubble butt curves, only an inch above her upper thigh. It’s going to be painful to sit down for a while.
“It’s beautiful,” I tell her honestly.
There’s too much blood right now to see it clearly. It’s dripping from the cuts, spread from my wrist when I went over again.
I don’t know what goes through my mind when I lean forward and lick her wound. A strange mewls escapes her, her hands closing into fists against the wall, and my cock strains against my pants.
I wholeheartedly plan to stop now. But her soaked pussy is right there, her shameful pleasure practically dripping out of her.
I drop the knife to the floor, and before I can stop myself, I’m spreading her ass cheeks, burying my face into her pussy.
Her cry isn’t lost on me, and she fights back until I get the chance to force my tongue inside her, licking her addictive taste.
“Fuck,” she pants. “I hate you… I h-hate you.”
As I twist my body, one shoulder hits the wall so I can go under her and lick her clit with ease. There’s no taking my time. I’m a monster devouring its prey and said prey moans so beautifully, I can’t do anything but keep going.
