That glimmer of anguish in her eyes…
I’m fucking it out of my system.
God, I want to fucking drown in this woman.
Fuck.
I pull out for a moment, and she sucks in the air like she was nearly ready to see God and repent.
“Jesus,” she groans. “Fucking animal.”
“I’ll fuck you like one too if you don’t fucking behave.”
“I’m already chained up and sucking your dick. What else do you want, Foley?”
“I want you to repent, stalker,” I growl.
“Says the fucker who wants to shoot his cum down my throat.”
My nostrils flare, and my eye twitches from her obvious taunts.
But my cock is so goddamn hungry for retribution that it keeps on bobbing up and down, keeps twitching to be back where it belongs.
Inside her.
“You’re losing yourself, aren’t you?” she says, a wicked smile marring her face.
I grab her throat, push her head up, and force her to look at me. “I didn’t say you could speak.”
My fingers lace around her neck, breaths completely disheveled.
“You used me for your own pleasure. This is mine.”
She’s not the one in a chokehold. It’s me.
My thumb presses on her lips, taking in every curve, every ridge, and I spread her saliva all over her face, admiring how beautifully fucked up I’ve made her look.
I’m fucking obsessed with her, and I hate it. I hate how she’s managed to snake her way into my mind without my permission, how that pussy and that mouth have made me yearn for something I shouldn’t ever crave.
How am I supposed to stop?
How do I fucking stop what she set in motion when I don’t want it to fucking stop?
“Go on then,” she taunts. “Do it. Go all the way, Foley.”
A test from a devil in disguise, luring me down the path to hell.
My morals will not survive.
I part her lips and watch my hard-on slip down that tongue, marveling at the way she scrapes her teeth along out of pure spite.
Hatred.
Hatred runs so deep that I don’t know when it turned into admiration, and then into complete and utter obsession.
This woman is my undoing.
She’s managed to twist me into a vile, indignant creature searching for the next hit just to get even. A sickening criminal just like the men I regularly put away.
