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Savini tightens his hold on my waist. “I once said you were like a butterfly—that this world would pluck your wings until there was nothing left of you. But I was wrong.” He slowly guides the gun around my front. “You don’t have the wings of a butterfly, you have the wings of a devil.” He runs the barrel down until the chamber rubs between my legs.
I don’t mean to, but I fucking moan.
“God damn.” Savini grins and presses it harder against me. “You really are crazy.”
Without giving it another thought, I stand taller and press my mouth on his. If I’m going to die today, at least it will be with one last orgasm.
Priorities, am I right?
Savini hesitates for a moment before kissing me back. “What are you doing?” he mutters.
I reach for his pants and unbutton them. "Just go with it."
His kiss deepens and he digs his fingers further into my side.
"I want you to fuck me." I shove my hand into his boxers and grip his already-growing erection.
“Are you sure?” Savini rests his forehead on mine. “And not just because I’m holding you at gunpoint.”
“Yes.”
“Bend over that desk.” He nods toward the mahogany thing in the middle of the room.
I comply, walking around the front of it and leaning down on my elbows to face him. “What are you waiting for? Either shoot me or fuck me.”
He shakes his head and follows me over, the gun still in his hand as he yanks my leggings over my ass and drags them to my ankles. Savini kneels behind me, one palm trailing up my leg and the other dragging the cold metal along my skin.
Impatiently, I arch back toward him and spread wider for him.
His fingers and the side of the gun continue toward my ass, both of them inching closer to my soaked entrance.
My mind runs wild at the possibilities of what's going to happen next while my heart pounds even crazier. Desire overcomes me, swirling me in a lust-filled frenzy I'm not sure I'll ever make it out of. I want—no, I need—this fucking release.
“You’ve been a bad girl, fawn.” Savini teases me with the barrel, skimming it along the inside of my thigh. He blows on my pussy, and I tense at the minimal touch.
“Then punish me,” I practically beg him.
“You’d like that, wouldn’t you?” He brings the gun even closer, resting it against my hole.
Is he going to fuck me with the gun I brought here to kill him? And why am I so fucking turned on by that?
I push back on it, the thing barely penetrating me. “Oh God,” I moan.
Savini removes it and stands. “If you’re going to be screaming out anyone’s name, it’s going to be mine, fawn. Do you fucking hear me?” He fumbles in the drawer next to him, the sound of a condom wrapper following and him rubbing his sheathed cock over my entrance. “I said, do you hear me?”
“Y-yes.”
“Let me hear you say it then.”
"Lorenzo," I breathe, rocking my hips onto him, desperate for penetration.
“Good girl, fawn.” He shoves his cock inside, slamming me forward.
My face presses against the hard surface and I reach to grip the edge of the desk to brace myself.
Savini slides his hand up my back, grabs a fistful of my hair, and ruthlessly fucks me. He keeps the gun on me at all times, and my sick fucking desire loves every second of it.
My core tightens and my climax inches closer and closer. I beg to hold it off but my senses are overloaded with pleasure.
