My jaws clenched. “You don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about. You have no clue what I’ve been through after Gloria or after your sister. You don’t know how I feel.”
“Oh, you poor psycho killer,” she taunted, but disgust etched her face. Then she held her stomach and ran outside. Violent sounds of vomiting followed right after.
Looked like I did make her sick. Literally.
Ravenna left my side. “I’ll go check on her.”
I grabbed her wrist, pulling her back down. She gasped, her little tits bouncing under her shirt, nipples hardening. Surely out of fear. Did it make her horny, too? I stared at her, digging out her secrets, demolishing her walls. Her gaze kept escaping mine, dropping down to my naked body. Which part of it was out of temptation and which was out of deception?
“I just want to help,” she murmured.
“Help me get dressed first.”
“Sure.” She pulled her wrist out of my grip, and I let her. When she bent to grab the clothes, I got my first thorough look at the curves of her ass. How would my cock feel between these cheeks? How hard would she scream when I ripped her tiny little ass with my long, hard, deep thrusts?
All the time I’d spent with Lina, I’d managed not to violate her with my eyes or hands—not when she was aware I was looking— even though my mind was busy imagining her in every position while we were naked and my cock was inside every one of her holes. In captivity, doggy style was my favorite daydream as I tugged on that beautiful long hair and fucked her tight, virgin pussy hard and fast, as her blood coated me and I slipped from her pussy to her ass to take that virginity, too.
I’d always wanted to know what noises she’d have made for me. How far I could have pushed her. What would an innocent, little girl like her have let me do before breaking? Would she ever have told me no?
But I’d never know. She gave it all to him. She broke for him. She let him take everything from me and left me to rot.
Ravenna started with the shirt, carefully letting my arms inside the sleeves. Her fingers lingered around my neck and on my chest as she fixed the collar and worked the buttons. She would chance a glance at my face every couple of seconds, a shy smile on hers.
I pushed her hair out of her eyes and off her forehead gently. “You like that, don’t you?”
Grinning wide, she nodded. “Dressing you, touching you, taking care of you…it feels as if we weretogether.”
“You want us to be together?”
Her eyes misted as she nodded again. “I know what you’re thinking. Theshrinkis delusional. She needs therapy herself.” She grabbed a pair of boxers, kneeled before me, and slowly slid my ankles in them. “I guess I’ve been living in my head for so long, creating blurred lines between fantasy and reality.”
I fisted her hair, extracting a wild gasp from her, and yanked her neck back, applying enough force to make it hurt. “You’re living the fantasy now, Doc, huh?”
“Leo, what the—”
I grabbed her by the hair and brought her mouth down on my cock. She quivered, staring up at me in shock. She didn’t open her mouth on her own, so I held my cock and shoved it in her mouth and down her throat. “How is that for a fucking fantasy, you little, lying bitch?”
She struggled at the impact of my cock touching her throat, gagging and mumbling. I pulled her off me for a second, yanking at her hair again. “Saying something? Lying again?”
“About what?” Her shock sounded so genuine I almost believed her. “I disrespected all ethics and told you the name of my patient.”
Like I fucking believedhegave her that phone. “Who’s Safin married to, Doc?”
Her face turned blank. Not a tick to her jaw, a twitch to her lips or even a blink. I took her stillness as a confirmation of her deceit. “He’s no longer married.”
“You’d better start learning how to suck cock because that’s what you’re gonna do from now on with that lying mouth of yours.” I forced her on me again. This time I wouldn’t allow her off me until she finished the job.
She moaned around me, struggling harder. Then, she mumbled a few pleas, her eyes beseeching me. “Shut the fuck up. Dirty whores like you fill their mouths with cock and shut the fuck up.”
When she must have realized I wasn’t going to go easy on her, she adjusted her lips, hollowing her cheeks to fit me in her mouth. My eyes rolled back as I gave a low groan, getting lost in the pleasure of the wetness of her mouth covering my erection for a moment. “That’s right. You suck, and I’ll do the talking.”
She looked up at me in wonder but also with burning desire. Fear and humiliation made her wet. If I shoved my fingers inside her, too, I bet she would be drenching her panties all over again. I took her glasses off. I wanted to see her eyes as I abused her, as I fucked her mouth, forcing her to pleasure me.
Cazzo, I could get used to this. Having her all for me. Just the two of us where I called her Sia, where I called her Lina, where I did whatever I’d wanted to do to them to her and she’d ask for more, where I’d hurt her until she could longer take it and begged me to stop. Every single day.
No.No. I couldn’t lose control. Not now. Not yet. Not again. Never again.
“Viktor Safin is married to Nina Lanza. You already know that, but you chose to hide it from me. Why?”
