Page 68 of He Loves Me Not


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“Open your legs,preciosa. I want to see how wet you are for me.” I open my legs because I am wet for him, and I want him to touch me. I want to play his game because he makes me feel alive. His mouth crashes against mine, and a whimper escapes my lips. His other hand is in my hair, and the tip of his finger pinches my clit over my panties as I gasp in his mouth.

“Hmm,” he hums. His tongue swirling with mine.

I arch my back and he releases my clit from pinching it.

I’m on fire.

I grind my hips, seeking more. I want him to fuck me with his fingers. My hands slide in the soft strands of his black hair, getting lost in his kiss. Getting lost in him.

I moan when his slides my panties to the side and glides his finger over my slit. He doesn’t stop kissing me. He slides in the first finger, and I open my legs shamelessly so he can sink in deeper.

“Yes,” I moan.

“I’m going to make you come so many times, Rubi.”

“Please,” I plead.

I’m past feeling ashamed. I want to feel. I want to come so bad my body is betraying my mind that is telling me to stop. Ky has a twisted mind, but my body likes what he does to me physically.

He chuckles. “There she is. Don’t worry, baby. I’m going to break you some more and you’re going to like it. Beg for it.”

I hope this isn’t a cruel joke and that he doesn’t hurt me. He slides in a second finger, stretching me. “Fuck, you’re so tight.”

My pussy clenches his fingers as my orgasm builds. His lips slide down my jaw to my neck, and he sucks and nibbles on the skin, probably leaving more marks I will have to explain how I got them. He bites and I gasp. “Let go, baby. I’ll catch you.”

I come hard, but he quickly slides his fingers out and I instantly feel the loss. He picks something up. It is small and shaped like a bullet, and before I can protest, he slides it into my pussy.

I gasp. “What are you doing?”

He smiles, making sure it’s seated inside me. When he is done, he lifts his hand to his mouth and licks his fingers. It is sexy watching his tongue savoring me. “What do you think I’m doing? We are playing my game now.”

My gut flips, making my nerves and thighs tremor. My heart pounds inside my chest, unease sliding into me when I glance around. He pulls my chin to face him, and I can smell my arousal on his fingers. My emotions are flipping upside down like a coin swirling around to see which side it is going to land.

He then picks up a remote and it has buttons on it. He presses it. A vibration begins inside my pussy causing electric currents to shoot up my clit. My breaths are coming out fast and it feels good. My cheeks grow hot when he presses the button again, increasing the vibration that also causes the pressure to build. It is almost painful, but delicious at the same time.

“Please,” I beg.

He shuts it off and hands me a hoodie. “Put this on…it might get cold out,” he says quietly.

He opens the driver’s side door to get out, pressing the button to shut the car off. “You’re taking me back to the fair?”

He leans down, giving me a devilish smile. “How did you think I was going to make you scream, Rubi?” He bites his bottom lip. “This is going to be fun. Oh, and don’t run, because I’ll find you. Starting tonight, you will understand that there is nothing you can do to get rid of me.”

“You’re crazy. You don’t own me, Ky. If I want to leave, I’ll leave.”

He shakes his head slowly. “But that’s just it, Rubi. I have always been crazy. You think you have to keep the monsters out by locking your door and hiding in the closet. What if I told you the only monster you have under your bed is me.”

I lean back in the seat of the car. “You’re talking psycho again.”

But, I let him kiss me, bite me, and fuck me with his fingers, even allow him to slide a bullet-sized vibrator in my pussy knowing that he has a remote. He shuts the door and walks around the car and opens mine, grabbing me by the arm so I have no choice to get out. He slams the door shut with a thud and pushes me up against the car.

His forehead presses against mine, our noses almost touching. Panic begins to squeeze my stomach. “Let me see if I can make myself clear for you so that you understand. Your soul is not safe. Your mind is not safe.Youare not safe.”

What is he talking about? What does he mean, I am not safe. Am I safe at the house? With him?

He brushes his lips near my ear. Awareness creeping down my throat. If I run, I know he will catch me. And then what? He will just show up. One thing I have noticed, Tyler says to stay away from him, but he doesn’t do anything about it. No one does. Ky wants to fuck with me because he knows he can. He wants to play. So, let’s play. But his next words has fear gripping me in its embrace. Like shadows dancing, warning me it’s too late to back out. Telling me it’s too late to run away.

I feel his breath ghosting my skin near my ear. We must look like lovers in a passionate embrace right before we head into the fair. I close my eyes, and his words travel inside me, wreaking havoc within. “I have watched you at night, Rubi. When you think no one is watching. When you think no one is there. You like to sleep in the closet, leaving a crack in the door so you can see what is there in the dark, but if you keep watching long enough, you will eventually see what you should be afraid of. Me.”

“What are you talking about?”

Fear is clawing within me. He watches me. It isn’t that he just shows up and puts me to sleep.

“I have been watching you the whole time.” He rolls his forehead over mine. “Since the first day you arrived, and there is nothing you can do to stop me. So, be a good girl, and let’s see how loud you scream.” He kisses me, and the darkness in his eyes I remember seeing when we were kids is present. “It is not how you create fear, Rubi. It how you release it to save the ones you love.”

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