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A low growl escapes me as her tongue flicks the tip, lapping up the remnants of my cum from my cock and piercings. “You like that, don’t you?” I murmur, my voice husky with need, “Tasting me on your tongue.” My fingers entwine in her hair, holding her in place as she continues her ministrations. “Fuck, that feels good,” I groan, watching as she swallows around me.
Her eyes flicker to mine, full of innocence and mischief that has me hard again in seconds. “Yeah, baby,” I breathe out, “suck me clean.”
The taste of me on her tongue ignites something within her, her cheeks flushing a darker hue as she lets out another soft moan.
I can’t help but chuckle at her response. A sweet girl like her shouldn’t enjoy the taste of a hardened criminal. Yet, here she is, cleaning my cock like a dirty cum slut. I use her hair to pull her mouth off me. And then I kiss her lips roughly and passionately, letting my tongue taste her and my own cum.
“Let’s go,” I command, shoving my cock back into my pants.
The flicker of shame in her eyes is delicious.
Stepping out of the car, I wait for her to join me, and then I pull her along by her wrist, finding sick pleasure in the shocked gasp that leaves her lips. The night air is cold, but the heat radiating from her body is all the warmth I need. I can still taste her on my tongue, an intoxicating blend of sweetness and sin that has me hooked. I glance at her, watching her teeth sink into her bottom lip.
We enter the room, and the door slams shut behind us.
The girl gazes around the room, an apprehension creeping into her eyes as she takes in the shoddy decor and stainedbedding. Her nose turns up a little and she scowls. I can’t help but smirk at her reaction.
With a swift tug, I pull her into me. “What’s your name?” I demand. The intimacy of the question, juxtaposed with the raw lust in my gaze, only serves to heighten the tension between us. And despite the fear in her eyes, I see a flicker of defiance burning bright.
“I won’t ask again, starlight.”
Her brow furrows at the nickname. “Lila.”
“Lila,” I repeat, drawing out the syllables, letting her name roll off my tongue like a prayer. “Beautiful name for a beautiful girl.” I take a step closer, backing her against the wall. My fingers trace over her delicate features, the curve of her cheek, the swell of her lips.
I can feel her trembling under my touch, but she doesn’t pull away. Her wide eyes stay locked on mine, a silent plea for something I can’t quite decipher.
“Hmm, Lila,” I mutter, bending down to nuzzle against her throat.
I hear her gasp as my lips touch her skin. The smell of sweet and fresh roses fills my senses, making my head spin. I haven’t been with a woman for a long time, not since before being arrested five years ago. But now, her soft body is pressed against me, her heat seeping through the fabric of my clothes, and a primal part of me roars in triumph.
I pull back, looking at her flushed face and her parted lips. The fear is still there in her eyes, but so is curiosity, and beneath it, a spark of desire that matches my own.
“Are you scared, Lila?” I ask, my tone deceptively soft.
She nods in reply.
“That’s good,” I say, my voice dropping an octave. “Your fear is intoxicating.” I step closer, our bodies nearly melding together, eliminating any distance between us. Her breathhitches in her throat, and her pulse quickens. “It’s like a drug, pulling me closer, making me want you more.”
Her eyes widen, the blue of her irises shrinking as her pupils dilate. I can see her chest rising and falling rapidly and hear the soft whimpers escaping her lips. It’s a response that fuels the beast within, which has been starved of a taste of fear, desire, and her.
“Get some sleep,” I demand, wanting to ride this wave a little longer and build the tension before I take what I want from her.
My main aim may be to get far away from Illinois, but I can have some fun with her at the same time.
“I need to use the bathroom,” she mutters.
I nod to the door on the right. “Have at it.”
She rushes into the bathroom and shuts the door, locking it.
I allow her privacy. All the windows in the bathrooms are barred, so there’s no way she’s escaping.
I strip to my briefs and lie on the bed closest to the door, resting my hands behind my head.
My starlight is trapped with a monster, deliciously unaware of how much she’s already become a part of me. This prison break is going to be more entertaining than I ever imagined.
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