Page 41 of His Puppet


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I can’t get the image of Emily shaking in the bathroom, crying about some box, out of my head. It’s the only other time I’ve seen her cry and the only thing keeping me from blowing this fit off as a performance.

“Fine,” I grit. Emily’s head turns toward me, and she opens her eyes. “Answer a question for me, and I’ll take the cuffs off.”

She blinks, waiting.

“What is your name? Your real one.”

“I thought you said you didn’t care.” She squirms underneath me and unintentionally rubs my cock, sending a million signals to my brain all telling me to fuck her already.

“I lied.”

“Emily,” she says without hesitation. “It’s really Emily.”

“Emily what?”

She stares at me with her lips in a thin line. At least the crying has stopped.

My eyes narrow. “You’re really not going to tell me?”

No answer.

“I don’t care who you are or who you’re running from.”

“You would if I told you.”

“That doesn’t make me want to know less.”

She lifts her hips, her thigh rubbing me again. Only this time, it’s intentional. She does it again, and again, until I can’t fucking take it anymore. I lift both her legs onto my shoulders, and shove my cock into her, closing my eyes and letting relief flood me.

Emily gasps, and I open my eyes to see her watching the ceiling, her lips slightly parted. She still seems distressed.

I move in and out of her a few times, just to give my balls what they want for a moment, and then I pull out, lift her legs off my shoulders, and flip her over. I grab the key off the nightstand and uncuff both of her wrists, unsure if I’ll regret it in a few minutes.

She keeps winning. I’ve never had someone beat me so many fucking times in this short a time span.

“Better?” I ask when her arms are free. She brings them in front of her then flips herself over. Instead of answering me, she sits up, wraps her hands around my neck, and brings me down with a kiss.

My lips latch onto hers, and I groan when she pokes her tongue into my mouth. I line up at her entrance and ease inside her. My mind keeps drifting to the knife on my nightstand, and everything in me screams not to trust Emily. But my mind isn’t the one controlling me right now.

I pull out and push inside her again, mingling my tongue with hers as I do. Emily puts her hands on my shoulders then guides her nails over my flesh. I pick up my pace and break our kiss.

Emily moans and wraps her legs around my back. She digs her fingernails into me and tilts her head, exposing her neck.

I grab her hips and fuck her hard, fast, until the only thing on my mind is her sweet pussy. Sweat forms on my forehead, and the smell of Emily’s arousal fills my nostrils. I’ve never met a woman this mysterious, this clever, this enticing. I breathe her in and can feel the forming addiction underway.

Pulling out, I flip her over, pausing for a moment when I see the bandage below her shoulder blade. I almost ask what it’s about but shake away the curiosity and thrust into her from behind. I grip her hips and fuck her rough, my balls slapping her with each thrust. Sweet moans and gasps fill the room. Emily’s hands reach out in front of her to grip the sheets.

“Tell me you like this,” I grit, rocking my hips as furiously as I can.

“I like it,” she says, her voice high-pitched and gravelly. “Your cock feels so fucking good.”

I palm her ass and grunt while Emily meets each thrust. There’s a part of me that wonders if any of her moans are faked, like she said they would be, but when her walls clamp down and spasm around my cock, all doubt fades away.

I slow and savor the sounds she makes when she gets her release. I’m close behind, and after four hard thrusts, I explode cum inside her.

I’m panting as I pull out, but I don’t allow myself to fall to the bed. If I do, I’ll go to sleep. I’ll close my eyes, let my guard down,somethingI shouldn’t. Instead, I take a minute to breathe. I wipe the sweat off my forehead and stare at Emily as she drags herself up to my pillow and curls into a ball, her eyes closing.

I glance at my pants on the floor then remember I left my phone in my office and can’t call Luis yet. Shit.

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