“I smell cigarette smoke.”
“It’s in your head,” he muttered. He abruptly pulled out, pushed me down on the mattress, and flipped me over. Throwing my legs over his shoulders, he was back inside me within mere seconds, pounding my prostate at a punishing speed. He ran his hands along my thighs. “Come while I’m inside you. I want to feel you pulsing around me.”
A hand wrapped around my dick, stroking me hard and fast. “Oh, f-fuck,” I stuttered. I pressed my head back into the mattress as my orgasm climbed and climbed. My nuts drew up. I was close. Kellen rubbed my thighs and tweaked my nipples as he jacked me off and hit the pleasure spot in my ass with bullseye precision.
I cried out when my orgasm rocketed through me. My ass clamped down on his dick and cum shot onto my stomach.
“Yesss, fuck, that’s it. Squeeze the pleasure from my cock. Take it all.” Kellen rolled his hips and his dick seemed to swell before he shuddered and unloaded in my ass. He pulled out again and pushed my legs toward my body. When he knelt and licked my hole, catching the liquid that had started dripping from me, I felt myself blush. Nobody had ever done that to me before. He leaned forward and kissed me on the mouth, forcing my tongue open with his, and plunged inside. I tasted myself. I tasted his cum. I didn’t know what to think.
“Such a good little kitten you are,” he whispered. I nuzzled into the palm cupped around my cheek, relishing in the praise.
He pulled away, and the mattress squeaked several times as he got out of bed. There was a rustling noise, like he was getting dressed.
My brain, meanwhile, struggled to catch up. I felt like I was missing something. Some important detail. The things we’d done replayed through my mind.
Wait a minute.I counted in my head. Unease swept through me, taking my breath with it.Too many hands.How had he been rubbing my thighs, pinching my nipples, and stroking my dick, all at the same time? The man was not an octopus.
Rolling out of bed, I tripped and fell to the floor, then scrambled back up and ran in what I hoped was the direction of the light switch. I held my hands out yet still managed to smack into the wall face-first. But I’d found the switch. I smacked it and the lights kicked back on. The abrupt change in light had me squinting as my eyes fought to adjust.
“Oh, and one more thing.”
A chill ran down my spine. I pivoted on my heel slowly and came face to face with Kellen, dressed again in his black clothing and donning the demon skull mask. Only, I realized now that Kellen’s flirty nature had been nowhere to be found since he’d walked up to me at the party. Sure, there had been directness and lust. But looking back, it felt different.
He ran his thumb from my forehead, along my nose, and over my mouth. I winced as he tugged roughly on my bottom lip.
“You have sixty seconds.”
“Sixty seconds to what, Kellen? Until you explain what the hell is going on?” I laughed nervously.
He gave me a cold stare through the mask. “To get the fuck out.”
“What?” I whispered.
The high I’d felt plummeted and shattered at my feet. Anxiety and panic began to take its place. The old, familiar fear took shape in my head again. I squeezed my eyes shut, and my muscles locked up. I couldn’t move. There I was, once again the terrified thirteen-year-old suffocating in bed at the hands of a gruesome, evil scarecrow.Graaaaysin.
“Forty-five seconds left.”
My eyes flew open. Kellen stared down at a watch I hadn’t noticed before. “But…but I’m not dressed.”
He kept his eyes on his watch, letting them dart up once to give me a cursory glance. “Don’t care.”
“Kellen?”
The demon-mask-covered head slowly raised. The way his eyes lit up and his head cocked as he stared at me, I knew for a fact now. This man couldn’t possibly be Kellen. And there had definitely been other hands on my body. How I’d not felt the dip of the mattress when they—whoever they were—got on the bed, I had no idea. I’d probably been too into my impending orgasm.
The man strolled forward, forcing me to back up until I hit the closed door.
“Twenty-five seconds left.”
I was shaking now. “Who are you?”
Demon mask leaned forward until we were nearly nose to mask. There was a hard set in his eyes, a narrow-eyed glare, and the way he stood it looked like he’d steeled his spine. In preparation of what was to come? I didn’t know. Another shiver of fear crawled along my skin.
“Fifteen seconds now. Ticktock, kitten.”
A wave of nausea hit me as cum dribbled down my naked leg. I felt disgusted. Dirty. Used. And scared.
“Until what?” I whispered.
