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“You don’t know a fucking thing,” he says, grabbing my hair and pulling tight. “But I can teach you.”
“Emilio, what the fuck?”
“I keep telling you, over and over. You’re mine, pet. You’re all mine. Every inch of you. Just because you didn’t realize I know exactly who you are doesn’t mean I was lying.” He pulls me down and kisses me, and I moan into that kiss, returning it as he slaps my ass. I gasp as he yanks my bottoms off and shoves me against the wall again, this time turning me around and pinning my hands behind my back.
He strips me, mortifying, embarrassing, and spanks my ass. My top comes off, followed by my bikini, until I’m entirely naked and at his command. This time, he pulls off his own clothes, and his trembling cock presses against my dripping, soaked pussy. This man, this bastard, he’s been playing the game and winning, and now he’s going to take his prize.
What will he do when he’s finished? Throw me into the water and head back to campus?
“All mine,” he whispers as his tip presses against my pussy.
I’m aching, burning for more. I should stop this, but why? What will I gain if I deprive myself of this pleasure? I’ve wanted it so badly and now finally, he’s going to fuck me, take me, and destroy me, and what’s it matter? I’m dead anyway. I’m alone out here with this killer, so why not feel something good for once in my life?
I push my hips back. I feel him tense and growl as his tip slides inside. He glides into me, deeper and deeper, until I’m full of his steel-hard cock, full to bursting, stretched wide and nearly ruined. Pain hits me, pain mixed with pleasure, and fuck, god, at least I won’t die a virgin as he slowly begins to fuck me.
He kisses me over my shoulder. I moan into his lips and pull his hair. He grunts and slaps my ass hard before squeezing my breasts roughly. He fucks me then, deep and hard, the unrelenting ravishing of a man that likes pain and wants others to hurt as much as he does. I take him, every inch, and he makes me glow like I’m burning as his cock slides deeper and deeper, the pain morphing into a wild pleasure. I don’t know how he fits, how this massive man can slip inside of my tight pussy, but I don’t care, not right now. Nothing matters but him fucking me, taking me, making me feel good for once in my miserable life.
I move forward and he slips out. He turns me around, spreads my legs, and lifts me, arms hooked and holding me up. I gasp as he plunges deep and buries my mouth with his. He keeps me pinned there, fucking me deep, biting my lips. I pull his hair and dig my fingers into his back and he loves it as he roughly takes me, faster and faster, before finally he stumbles back.
I lower myself down his shaft and start to ride in rhythm with the waves. He growls and pulls my hair and spanks my ass hard enough to make me moan.
“That’s right, pet,” he says. “Ride me faster, you dirty fucking girl. You’re trapped on this boat with me and I know you want to destroy me. But I’d rather fuck you into helpless oblivion, and that’s exactly what you want, isn’t it? You want me to strip you, fill you, spank you rough and make you scream, little pet. Pretend all you want. Imagine you’re doing this to be noble. Tell yourself you’re fucking me because you have to, but we both know you don’t. We both know you want this. Go ahead, walk away if you want to stop, but you can’t. You’re my filthy girl and you want to come for me.”
“Yes,” I moan as I take him and I know I’ve crossed so many lines it’s insane, but I can’t help myself. “God, yes, that’s what I want. I want you to drown me. I want you to choke me, Emilio.”
He groans and wraps a hand around my throat. We move together then as he fucks me and I ride him, faster and faster, his fingers around my vulnerable neck. He doesn’t squeeze—just like before—but the pressure of him touching me there is enough to send me into a tailspin.
I come in a massive explosion of fear and pleasure and pain. It’s mind-numbing, body-breaking. He doesn’t stop, only fucks me harder until he comes too, filling me with his warmth.
I take him deep and shiver, moaning. I kiss him and he kisses me back, and we stay like that, bodies wrapped together as the boat rocks around us, the sun shining and glittering off the water. His eyes are liquid and his arms and chest are raw muscle, and I wonder if I have a death wish, or I’ve completely lost my mind.
He’s still inside of me as I lean forward. “What now?” I whisper in his ear.
“Now you go lie out on that deck, completely naked, and let me watch the sunlight on your skin. And when I’m hard again, which won’t me long, I’ll make you crawl on your hands and knees and suck your pussy off my cock.”
I chew my lip and shake my head. “I mean, about us. About my sister.”
“We’ll deal with that shit when we get back to campus.”
I hesitate. I want to press him. We need to figure this out now. He still hasn’t told me if he killed my sister or not, and if he didn’t, what actually happened to her. Emilio can give me closure, and I don’t want to stop talking, not yet.
“Go, pet,” he says.
I slip off him and feel his absence. I shiver, arms covering my breasts, but he only watches me, cock still twitching. I turn and leave the cockpit, and return to my towel.
I sit down, sunlight on my bare breasts. The cool ocean spray feels good on my sensitive skin, and I can’t help but smile.
I slept with the man that might’ve murdered my sister.
But do I really believe that anymore?
I look over my shoulder and he’s standing in the doorway, one hand stroking his long cock, watching me.
Those eyes. That desire. He wants me more than anyone’s ever wanted me before. It’s like he can’t get enough, like every time we fuck or touch or kiss, it only makes him need me that much more intensely.
He feels the same way I do.
I don’t know the truth. I’m not sure I want to know. But we have a few more hours before we reach the island, and if he’s not going to murder me out in this ocean then I’m going to let him fuck me into heaven and leave me rolling in ecstasy, at least before he drags me back to hell.
