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“I know you like to watch non-con porn alone in your bed, my dirty girl.”
She whimpers, her cheeks turning a bright shade of red. “How d-d-did you—”
“My buddy is one of the best hackers in the world, and I asked him to snoop around so I could get some ideas for our first time.”
“Our first time? You’re crazy!”
“Yeah, I know,” I growl. The bed creaks while I move onto it. A smirk curls up my lips, as I dig my knees in the sheets to hover above her. Long strands of my hair fall in front of my eyes, softly tickling her tear-streaked cheeks.
“Don’t cry, amore. After I fuck you good, you can. Because this dick is the only one you’re ever going to remember,” I grunt, licking the side of her face.
She purses her lips and spits in my face. Her saliva drips down my nose to my mouth. I lick at the moisture and moan. “Damn, tastes good. You can spit in my mouth every day.”
“You’re c-c-crazy,” she stammers.
“Certifiable, probably the reason why they got me. No empathy is the word on the street,” I admit, my fingers drifting up and down her thighs mindlessly. “I’m the psychopath people warn you about.” She gasps while I stare at those pretty tits. Her nipples are turning into hard little pebbles under my gaze. I bite on my bottom lip still hovering above her. She’s getting turned on, the dirty slut. All fucking mine.
“Who? What are you talking about?”
“Doesn’t matter,” I tell her, shaking my head as I sit on her legs, and there is that little intake of breath again. I have to stifle a moan when my eyes catch the wet spot on the lace of her panties from her arousal.
“You keep changing the subject,” I purr, slowly trailing my callused palms over her breast, rubbing both nipples with my thumbs before I move to her waist. “Apparently, they think I don’t care about anyone. I don’t, only you, Paxton,” I husk out, watching as her nipples harden.
She squirms and bucks, trying to get me off her but I’m too strong for her. “I like Paxxie. Has anyone called you this?” I ask, taking in her curves, every inch of flesh I want to trace with my tongue.
“How do you know my name?” she breathes.
Without warning, I pull the lace back revealing the dark hair above her pussy, and she stiffens, her thighs tensing. “I thought you would be bare down here, but I like this even more.” I tell her, licking my lips and tugging on her hair there.
She arches her back and moans, her feminine arousal hitting my nose. “You’re dead, fucker. I’m going to kill you. I’m going to cut you open.”
My heart slams in my chest with her threatening to kill me, the blood from my brain heading straight to my other head. “You like danger, don’t you, baby?” I ask, looking down at her, hooking my thumbs under the lace, my dick pulses and throbs. So close, only minutes away from letting him disappear into her tight wet cunt.
“Fuck you,” she says, her voice husky. To my amazement she opens her legs a little and I get a glimpse of her wet, dark-pink folds. They are glistening, and I let out a deep animal growl. She fucking loves this game were playing. I’m not going to hurt her, only if she begs me to.
“Are you dripping yet? I bet you are. Should I tell you what I’m going to do to you?” I ask, my voice sounding hoarse and giddy at the same time while my dick twitches, wanting me to cram him inside her tight passage. I move down and align my face with her pussy. Licking my lips as her scent hits my nose, and I wonder if she’s going to scream.
“Screw you,” she moans, pushing her sweet cunt upwards in the direction of my face.
“Oh, fuck it,” I answer, pressing my nose into her wet pussy, I inhale. She whimpers, arching her back.
“Motherfucker,” she swears, while I laugh leaning back. I cross my arms, rest my head on my hands an inch from her cunt, and lick my lips.
“I saved myself for you, babe. And I know you did too.” I love how good she already tastes.
She shivers, and a lonely tear escapes down her cheek. The blindfold is still firmly wrapped around her eyes.
“I’m going to rip these panties,” I threaten, tugging on the material, “from your juicy cunt. I’m going to make you come with my fingers and tongue. Then I’m going to slap your pussy for being the bad girl I know you are.” I imagine her pupils dilating behind my tie. I place my hand on her chest, I can feel her heartbeat hammering against my outstretched hand, and I grin even wider. Her breasts move up and down, and the same heartbeat throbs against my palm when I place my hand over her mound. “You like what I’m telling you?” I ask, my voice a low growl, not believing this angel is real. But she is, made especially for my depraved ass.
“No,” she grits out, squirming in the sheets, pressing her pussy against my skin. Grinding against my hand, she rubs herself all over me while her lips part and her lace panties get damp from her arousal.
“I think you do, so where was I?” Pushing my knuckles against her engorged clit while she gasps. “Oh yeah, then I’m going to be your first. And then you’re going to suck my dick as a prize. I haven’t thought about anal. How do you feel about the back door?”
“I’m going to shoot you, fucker. I’m going to kill you!” she screams, already out of breath as she presses her pussy against my wrist, while I apply pressure the moment she moans.
“I’m counting on it. You know blood turns me on, ever heard about knife play? I read about it after watching what you’re into.” I flick the fluorescent overhead lights off, and a sense of pride makes my chest swell staring at the little twinkling lights I hung around the container. The same she has in her room. She growls and snarls at me, letting out a couple insults as the swearwords tumble from her lips.
“You are naughty, babe,” I say, and grab the balaclava and pull it over my head, my long hair peeking out. “I never thought about taking what’s mine, no, I’m lying, I knew I was getting you,” I tell her, ripping the blindfold off.
