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“Oh fuck.” He groaned in my ear and froze. His cock stiffened impossibly hard, then throbbed deep inside me. The jolt of his release was too much to bear. Pleasure buzzed through me, his breath hot on my neck, the sound of skin slapping skin in slow, luxuriant thrusts as he rode out his orgasm. His cum slicked my stinging asshole, and suddenly his invasion into my body feltalarmingly good.
I whimpered pitifully as the tension in my balls became unbearable. Grass caressed and tickled my cock, like a thousand little fingers. My lids closed as my body trembled, losing the battle for control, pulsing with blinding pleasure. I sobbed in mortified relief as my body squeezed out spurts of cum between my stomach and the grass.
When my helpless cries faded, we both went quiet.
His body was a large, hard sandbag on my back. My ass ached, and my tie was still choking me. Even so, lying still was better than having to get up and deal with the aftermath of what we’d done.
His heart thundered against my back, but it was slowing. His grip on my tie loosened. Our breathing synched up. A warm, buzzing haze swept through me. I felt like he’d drugged me. Maybe he had—I wouldn’t put it past him—but it was probably afterglow…or subspace? Whatever it was, I didn’t hate it.
With a deep breath, he slowly slid out of me and shifted off to one side. My lungs filled with air, too, and I coughed, feeling like the design on my tie had been pressed permanently into my skin.
I turned over and glared at him, hyper aware of the sticky mess that smeared the bottom of my shirt, and the cum oozing from my sore ass.
He was crouched next to me, and rose with the grace of an animal.
“Have you really killed people?” I demanded.
He was a deeper shadow against the black of the forest behind him. There was no way to read his expression. He didn’t respond.
“Do you plan to kill me?” The entire scene was surreal. I was half naked in a public park, filled with and covered in cum, casually asking the man who’d been fucking me if he planned to murder me.
“It wasn’t why I came to see you today,” he said carefully.
What?
I forced myself not to react.
He probably thought trying to scare me would be a good way to gain the upper hand.
I wasn’t afraid of him. Not really. I was more afraid of what he did to my equilibrium, and about the havoc he was wreaking in my marriage.
“Why did you come to see me?”
He shrugged. “I need to find out why Tarryn loves you.”
“And did fucking me again tell you that?”
“No. That’s different. You make my dick hard, but I think it’s because I hate you.”
“Why do you hate me?”
“Because you have the woman I want, and you don’t worship her like you should.”
“She’s a person, not a goddess. Putting someone you like on a pedestal means you miss all of the interesting parts of them that aren’t perfect.”
He snorted. “I see her more clearly than you ever have.”
How could he? I knew every detail about my wife—all her likes and dislikes, all her aspirations and goals.
“You’re deluding yourself, Leduc.”
“I’ll make her fall in love with me, and she’ll forget all about you.”
I snorted at the idea. I untangled my clothes and slid them back on, even though I really needed to clean up. One of my shoes was missing, and I felt for it in the dark.
Loïc crouched, then tossed my shoe to me. It hadn’t been close by. The sound of his pants zipping filled the gloom.
“You don’t think I can do it.”
