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What do I want her to do? I want her to please me in every way possible. I want her to accept every fucked up piece of myself. And I want her to do it without question.
Slowly, I reach to my side and pull out my other gun. For a show I remove the clip and hand it to her.
Her dainty fingers tremble as they wrap around the grip of the gun.
"I don't understand. What do you want?"
I move my hand up the side of her face until my fingers come in contact with her soft strands of hair. Grabbing them tightly I pull her head back so I have a clear path to her neck. With a deep growl, I dip my head so I can press my mouth to her neck.
With a pained whisper I order her, "Fuck yourself."
Her body goes rigid and she tries to pull away.
"What? No! I won't."
"You will, and you'll show me how much you enjoy it. I didn't come here for that baby, if you want him to stay alive you'll do as I ask." I let her hair go and she bounces back to the bed the empty gun still in her hand. "Of course I can just do what I came here to do in the first place." I raise my gun and aim it right at her head.
"No, wait... I'll do it. Okay. I'll do it." She whimpers and looks down at the small gun in her hand. Slowly she pulls her panties off but then reaches over for the sheet.
Not on her life.
I grab the sheet and yank it off the bed. She's not going to hide from me.
"Open your legs. I want to see you take my weapon inside of you. Want to see the barrel glistening with your sweet juice."
Her mouth opens slightly and a soft gasp leaks from her mouth.
She licks her lips but doesn't take her eyes off me. I keep my gaze on her as well. I don't want to miss a thing. She doesn't press the cold metal to her flesh right away instead she uses her free hand to roll the tight nub. Her thighs tremble as her legs open even wider. Without her knowing I slowly engage the safety on the side of my gun. Just this is enough for me to forget that I'm holding a loaded weapon in my hand. The last thing I want is for it to mistakenly go off now. I want her to finish her show.
I'm her captive audience.
Her hand still shakes but now she moves the gun further down her body and against her tight folds. The metal slides against her flesh and I groan when she lets out another deep moan.
"Were you watching me?"
"What?" I'm caught off guard by her question. I have to focus back on her face.
"Earlier in the day, were you watching me?" She raises one eyebrow and I can see her strain slightly as the very tip of the gun dips inside of her.
"Yes. I was watching you. You call to me like a siren of the sand. You should have died so many times over at my hands, yet every time you slip right through my fingers."
Her breath comes faster and when I gaze back down I see she has at least an inch of the gun pumping at a steady rhythm in and out of her tight pussy. The metal does glisten just like I thought.
"I can feel your eyes on me. I felt them that day in New Jersey and I felt them tonight. I can feel you even before I know you're truly there." She whispers.
I feel like I'm going out of my mind. An electrical current zaps over my skin and I feel myself leaning closer to her as her body tenses up and her moans get louder. How I want this woman.
A woman I'm not supposed to want.
"Come thinking of me. The same way I came thinking about you earlier." I pull the panties out of my pocket, the fabric still damp from my cum, and drop them next to her on the bed.
"You're crazy." She mutters.
"Not until I met you, Stella. You did this to me. You made this and now you're going to have to deal with the monster you've made." I stare right into her eyes and watch as the dam of desire breaks inside of her. Her mouth opens wide and her body shakes as the orgasm I saw building rushes through her. Before she can scream out I slam my mouth down on hers and grab hold of the hand with the gun so she doesn't hurt herself.
I kiss away her moans and she accepts me but only for a moment. Seconds later she tries to fight me off. It's too late for that now. "Shhh, you don't want to wake the baby now do you?" I ask and instantly she comes to heel.
"He's okay. You didn't..." Her eyes water and I pull back taking my gun out of her hand along the way.
