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I start off slowly, dragging my hand from the tip to the base — once, twice, three times over. A low hum warms my body as snippets of her flash behind my eyes. It’s not enough though; I need more.
Conjuring up the memory of that night and the way her hollow breaths rose and fell as I crept closer, caging her in so she couldn’t run from me. Only this time, I allow my mind to roleplay, create a new vision, one I so desperately wished I had played out.
“Who are you?”
I prowl forward with slow, taunting steps, trapping her against the tree trunk, watching as every muscle in her body goes rigid.
Closing in, I mould my chest to hers. My head slopes to the left, levelling her with a devilish smile. Finally, I announce, “I think I’m the hero.”
A crooked smile hooks at the corner of my lips. “And you think I’m the villain.” Then trailingmy tongue across my teeth, I allow my words to settle in her throbbing chest.
Are you scared, darling? The thought spurs me on, feeding my desire to take every piece of her. Then, her words slice through my lust-induced fog.
“Which one is it?” Her shaky voice trembles with a tattered breath.
Slowly, I tease the edge of my knife along the curve of her neck, loving how the tip leaves a faint pink shadow in its wake. “I suppose it’s a matter of perspective.”
She sucks in a heavy inhale and judging by our proximity, I know my scent fills her nose.
“Creed Aventus.”
“Huh?”
“The name of my aftershave. You seemed to take a good whiff, so I’d thought I’d tell you why I smell utterly un-fucking-touchable.”
Frustration mars her brow, then raising her tiny hand, she pushes against my solid chest.
“Now, now,” I taunt. “No need to be so aggressive.”
“Says the guy holding me hostage with a knife,” she mumbles.
“Listen, love. This”— I gesture between us with the tip of my blade —“doesn’t need to be difficult.”
Trailing the edge of my knife down her exposed throat, I cut through the flimsy material of her tank top. My mouth moistens at the sight of her pert, pale pink nipples, the exact shade of her pouty lips.
Greed ripples through me, a want so fucking strong it threatens to bring me to my knees. Bowing my head, I bring my mouth to her exposed flesh. My tongue slips past my lips, yearning for a taste. Finally, I give in to temptation, circling her hardened nub before scraping it through my teeth and biting down hard.
Her groaned moan fills the air as her back arches, drawing her closer to me. “Oh, God.”
My free hand circles her waist, steadying her as I roam the tip of my knife over her stomach, travelling south until I meet the resistance of her pyjama bottoms.
Wasting no time, I drop to my knees and tear the fabric out of my way. In the next breath, my mouth is travelling over her soft, fleshy thighs, taunting her with tiny hate bites.
I peer up, savouring how her head bows back as I tempt her skin. Then, using the butt of my knife, I tease her slit through the fabric as I continue assaulting her thighs, leaving a trail of purple and red bruises in my wake.
“Please,” she begs, needy and breathless.
The higher my lips travel, the more prominent her sweet yet musky scent becomes, and the more my need to feast on her strengthens. “Fuck, you smell so fucking tempting, love.”
“Stop. I need you to stop.”
My eyes find hers in the dark. “Stop touching you, or stop teasing you?” Not that it matters. Either way, I will have her legs perched over my shoulder as my mouth devours her sweet cunt.
A flush the colour of a winter morning’s sunrise flashes on her cheeks. “Te…teasing.”
“Right answer, baby.”
Dragging my teeth across my bottom lip, I flip my knife around and press the blade against the tiny strings holding together her black thong. With a wrist flick, I slide beneath the flimsy material and pull, freeing her dripping-with-need pussy.
