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I groaned at her words, my cock throbbing in my pants. I stared into her eyes, searching for any sign of hesitation, but all I saw was a desperate plea for release. I quickly dropped my sweatpants then positioned myself between her legs again.
I plunged into her with a single, powerful thrust, feeling her walls grip me with a force that sent shivers through my body. Sofia cried out, her back arching off the bed as I moved inside her. I kissed her passionately, my lips devouring hers as we moved in rhythm. My hands roamed her body, holding her close, exploring every curve and contour.
My hips pounded against hers, each thrust driving her deeper into the mattress. Sofia moaned, her breathing ragged and desperate. I could feel her struggling to maintain control, but I couldn’t bring myself to slow down. I needed this just as much as she did.
“Harder,” she pleaded, her eyes locked onto mine. “I need you to fuck me harder, Victor.”
I complied with her request, increasing my pace as her walls clung to me with a ferocity that threatened to consume me. My plan had been to take it slow, to be measured, but it was hard. I wanted to fuck her just as much as she wanted to be fucked. My hips moved in a frenzied dance, each thrust driving me closer to the edge. I could feel the heat building inside me, a force that threatened to destroy me if I let go.
Sofia cried out, her body convulsing beneath mine. Her walls tightened around me, sending a jolt of pleasure through me that threatened to tear me apart. I pushed deeper, desperate for more.
“Fuck, Sofia,” I groaned, my voice a harsh, rasping sound. “I’m gonna come. I’m gonna come inside you.”
Sofia moaned, her body arching off the bed again as she reached the peak of her orgasm. “Do it, Victor. Fill me with your cum.”
At her words, I lost control. My body twisted, contorting as I felt the release coursing through me, shooting wave after wave of hot, sticky cum deep inside Sofia. She cried out in pleasure, her voice mingling with mine as she moaned in my ear. I slowed my pace, her walls still gripping me tightly as I savored the aftermath of our joined bodies. Slowly, I pulled out from her and collapsed to her side.
“Fuck,” I said.
She looked up at the fan overhead. “Yeah,” she said. “You can say that again.”
Sam III
The air was thick with the stench of old paper and the metallic tang of blood long since soaked into the woodgrain. I pushed the creaking door wider, letting the last reluctant sliver of daylight invade the study. Part of me couldn’t believe my dad had just let me roam in the house as he went to run an errand, or whatever it was that he did, but I wasn’t stupid.
Our reunion had felt…strange, almost perfunctory. Like he had been expecting it and there was no other way this could have gone.
He could have put a bullet in my head right then and there. Instead, he moved aside and gestured to let me into the cabin.
“Sammy,” he said. “I was hoping you’d come down with your sister.”
“She’s busy,” I’d replied. “Do you mind if I crash here for a few days?”
He shook his head, and for the first time since I had seen him, I realized just how much older he looked. There were bags under his eyes, wrinkles around his thin mouth. “You’re always welcome here, son,” he said, and that was that.
He told me to make myself at home and said he needed to run a quick errand. So I had done exactly that. I had made myself at home.
Except this wasn’t home.
This was a trap and I had fallen into it.
I just needed to be careful enough to figure out a way out.
“Come on, Sam. Just a few more minutes,” I muttered to myself, my eyes scanning the chaos of the viper’s nest. He had never been particularly tidy, but it was worse now than it had ever been.
Papers littered the desk, each one a whisper of horror—shipment dates, quantities, models of firearms. My fingers trembled as I picked up a photograph, the face of the Orchid Strangler staring back at me from beneath the brim of a familiar hat. Dad’s hat.
Fuck me.
Him and Archer had been friends?
The very idea of it made me sick to my stomach.
The pieces clicked together like the chamber of a loaded gun.
“Jesus,” I whispered, dropping the photo as if it burned. This room had witnessed the unthinkable. Miranda... Teo... Howmany others? The walls seemed to close in around me, and for a moment, I couldn’t breathe.
“Focus,” I commanded myself, forcing away the bile rising in my throat. “There’s more to find.”
