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It occurs to me that I have no idea how to fuckingswallow. I can feel the uncomfortable wetness of my mouth, and I’m glad my head is tipped back so that I can’t do something embarrassing like drool all over myself.
“Relax, Love,” he murmurs, mouthing at my hip. “You’re so gorgeous, aren’t you? Such a sweet,sicklittle puppy.” The more humiliating nickname sends a shiver down my spine. “And you’re all mine right now, so you can just relax.”
If only I could tell him that those words should elicit the opposite response.
He kisses my body again, and slowly I find myself relaxing, my thighs no longer shaking when the muscles aren’t knotted with tension.
“There you go.” His mouth returns to my clit, lapping over it lightly as his fingers tease my entrance simultaneously. I whine a question behind the gag, opening my eyes and tilting my head just enough that I can see his eyes are closed as he runs his tongue up my slit. When he flicks his tongue against my clit, two of his long fingers sink into my body and draw a long, low moan from me.
“Oh, how I want to take my time with you,” he muses, thrusting his fingers deep into my body. “And I will, I promise. But not today. I told myself that if you showed up today, I’d reward you for being so good, and so brave. My brave, sweet girl.” His fingers curl upward, finding a place inside of me that has my hips arching into his touch. “There you go. Ride my fingers, Love. Just like that.” He encourages my movements for a few seconds before pressing me down again, his tongue replacing his hand as he presses his tongue into my body.
It’s thicker than his fingers, and such a different sensation that I have to squeeze my eyes shut once again. My head falls back against the chair, and I focus on the feeling of his mouth and the way it draws me closer to my release.
When his fingers find my clit, my hand flies back down to his hair, tangling in the coarse dark strands. He doesn’t hesitate, however. Rook continues what he’s doing, like he’s trying to devour and taste every inch of me his tongue can reach.
When I’m dizzy and near my end, I tug on his hair, trying to tell him the same. He chuckles, his free hand curling tightly against my hip as he leans more of his weight against me to hold me in place. “Are you going to come, Love?” he purrs, his voice liquid silk and rough velvet. “You’ve been so good, and so quiet. You deserve this for being so good. Come for me. I wantto taste you, Love.” His mouth finds my entrance again, tongue thrusting into me as his fingers tease my clit with more purpose than before.
I can’t help the whine building in my throat, or the way my hips writhe under him. He doesn’t seem to mind either, based on how he’s still going at this with such enjoyment that it almost feels like his favorite hobby. I try not to yell, managing a soft keen when my orgasm hits me in a dizzying wave, body clenching around him.
He doesn’t move. His tongue laps against my inner walls, fingers still gingerly teasing me as I come. The wetness on my jaw is what draws me back, and I let out a groan of irritation when I smack my head back against the chair, realizing there’s drool on my face from the gag.
Rook gets up and wipes his arm on his face, chuckling. “Don’t move, Love,” he orders, and presses my arm back down when I start to wipe the drool off my face.
I sigh and close my eyes, trying to figure outwhy, when a suddenclickhas my eyes snapping back open again.
The bastard has a camera. He takes another picture before I can think to move, and when I try to get up, he leans forward and pins me in place with a hand under my chin and his knee once more between mine.
“Don’t pout,” he purrs, bringing up the camera to take another two pictures of my face at this close angle. “You’re just so sexy like this that I couldn’t help it.” He lays the camera gingerly on the desk and helps me with the gag, and only then do I wipe the drool off my face with a sneer.
“That’s disgusting,” I pant, still eyeing him nervously. “I look—”
“Wrecked,” Rook interrupts in agreement. “You looked wrecked. Here.” He hands me my bra, and proceeds to find my clothes while I get dressed. He’s so…niceabout it. Like thiswasn’t the strangest, most frightening sexual encounter in my life. "Do you feel okay?” He smooths my hair down as I stare at him.
“You’re so… strange,” I murmur, all of my misgivings flooding back to me. “I don’t get you.”
“Why, Love?”
“Because sometimes you’re so nice to me, and other times you’re definitely not.”
Rook chuckles, my backpack on his fingers. He sets it down hard on the desk, then slips the lens and my notebook into it. “I’m nice to you when you deserve it. And afterthat, you definitely deserve it. Remember that. You get what you earn from me, Love.”
“That’s…” I don’t know what to say. Especially when he steps close and pins me to the wall with his arms on either side of my face.
“I don’t need you to put me in a box, Love,” he purrs against my lips. “But I do think it’s time for you to go home. It’s getting dark soon, and I need to go watch Oliver’s stream.” He kisses me hard, then pulls away and gathers up his own things as I stand there, debating on my next question.
Fuck it.I decide, and inhale sharply before asking, “Why?”
“Why what?” he doesn’t look up, but does point to the door when his bag is over one shoulder.
“Why do you watch it? You’re in the same house as him, and obviously he can take care of myself.” I let him walk by, but instead of unlocking the door right away he turns, trapping me against the wall again.
“For the same reason that I watch yours, Love,” he says, eyes dark. “Because you’re both mine.”
Chapter 20
It’s a coincidence that I waited until Friday to go to Tolomato Cemetery. I’d meant to go on Tuesday, like I’d told Professor Solomon I would. But it just hadn’t been right, then the rain clouds had started rolling in.
The only thing I’d purposefully been vague about was inviting Oliver. Maybe he’s right, and Oliver really would be a benefit to me here. But I’m not sure how I feel about him right now, except for the fact that he’s a fucking serial killer, and I’m definitely not.
