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Adrian throws the shirt aside and pushes me down against the sofa so my aching nipples meet the surface. I stifle a moan at the torturous sensation. It doesn’t matter how much I fight myself or him, the moment he touches me like he owns me, sick pleasure courses through my veins.
He reaches a hand between me and the sofa, then pinches a painfully hard nipple, twisting it between his thumb and forefinger until I release a broken moan.
“Always sensitive and responsive, my Lenochka. Do you like it when I torture your pink nipples until you’re soaking wet?”
“Mmmm…”
“Do you like the preparation for what’s to come and the anticipation it creates in your little cunt?” He twists my nipple again and the motion, coupled with his crude words, nearly sends me over the edge.
“Oh…God…Adrian…”
“Yes, me. Only me.” His voice lowers as he grabs a fistful of my hair and yanks me back by it. I’m suspended in mid-air, both of my hands gripping the sofa while he peers down on me, still pinching my nipple. “Say it.”
“Say…w-what?”
“That I’m the only one you get wet for. The only one you allow to torture your nipples and fuck your tight cunt until you’re spent.”
My thighs clench together at the effect of his words, but I couldn’t speak even if I tried.
His fingers dig into my scalp and his hold becomes merciless, non-negotiable, as his darkened eyes hold mine in an intimate cage. “Say, it’s only you, Adrian.”
“It’s…only…you…Adrian…”
“I’m the only one who gets to touch you, aren’t I, Lenochka?”
“Yes…”
“The only one you completely let go with?”
“Yes.”
“The only one who punishes you?”
“Yes…” I briefly close my eyes, horrified with how true my words are.
How…liberating.
Adrian pushes me down by the hair so my cheek meets the sofa’s warm surface, then releases me. But he doesn’t disappear, standing behind me like both a threat and a promise.
He wraps a hand around my panties, and I yelp when he rips them away in one savage tug that coats my inner thighs with arousal.
“Would you stop ruining my underwear?” I breathe out.
“I’ll ruin anything that gets in my way.” His calmly spoken words send a sharp sting down my back, the unspoken intent tying me in knots.
I’m well aware of the fact that Adrian is dangerous, a killer, and a ruthless one at that. So I have no doubt he’ll ruin even me if I get in his way.
That thought wraps ghostly fingers around my neck. If Adrian finds out I’m spying on him, he won’t hesitate to strangle me, tear me apart.
Kill me.
His fist tightens on my hair again, pulling my attention to the present. “What are you thinking about?”
“I have very few panties left,” I blurt.
“You can buy new ones.” His voice lowers as he whispers near my ear, “Now, count.”
A swish echoes in the air before the first strike comes down on my ass. I cry out, my scream bouncing off the walls.
