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I went too far last week in the shower.
Meanwhile, I’m not coming at all. My hand is a sad substitution for her delicious cunt, and no matter how relentlessly hard I try, I can’t seem to finish. Apparently, my cock is determined that the next time I come, it’s going to be buried deep inside of her.
But most of all, I’m frustrated that she’s not learning fast enough.
We spar daily, for hours on end, and she has barely learned how to properly hold a knife or a gun. She can’t shoot for shit. And while I have decades of experience over her, it has yet to have taken me more than seconds to disarm her.
She’s fucking leading herself to slaughter this time…
“Pick it up.” I lower my tone and repeat myself.
Reluctantly, she bends down and wraps her fingers around the handle of the blade. As she stands, I wrap my arms around her from behind and over the handle of the blade, my hand covers hers as I pull it up to her throat. She fights against me, but I’m able to press the knife to her skin with ease, dimpling her flesh with the serrated blade.
“What are you going to do when they come for you?” My tone is dark as I carefully slide the blade up her neck until I press it to her jaw with enough force to cause her to lift her head and push onto her toes.
“Okay,” she defiantly sighs, and I press the knife harder at her insolence.
“When I start killing them for you, it will start a fucking war.” My lips brush again her ear as I speak. “When he learns it’s for you, he will come.”
“I get it.” She breathes the words while struggling to stay on her toes and keep the bite of the serrated edges at bay.
“They won’t stop. Hector will send man after man until he has you.” I hate myself for this, but she needs to hear it. She needs to understand. “And when he has you, your life before will seem like fucking heaven compared to the hell he inflicts upon you.”
“Raf,” she breathlessly grunts my name, and there’s fear in her voice.
“No Raf. What if I’m not there to save you this time?” I squeeze my other arm wrapped around her waist and lift her feet off the ground. “There is no Raf here.”
Carrying her toward the wall, I press her against it, grinding my flaccid cock against her ass. “I’m here for Hector, but there’s no reason I can’t take a little taste before giving you back to him.”
Spinning her around, I force her to press the knife back against her throat as I violently tear her baggy sweatpants down her thighs with my free hand. “He let everyone else fuck you. What’s one more cock?”
I press my knee between her thighs and force her legs apart as tears begin to well in her eyes. “Stop! You’ve made your point.”
I grip the fabric of the panties resting on her hip and tug at them with a dark, forced laugh. “Stop? Did that work for you in the past? Screaming at the top of your lungs, did that stop anyone?”
A single tear rolls down her cheek when I pull hard enough at the cotton fabric it begins to rip at the seam.
Please don’t fucking break on me.
“You want me to fucking stop.” I tug at her panties again but not hard enough to rid her of them.
Using the knife and my lower body to pin her to the wall, I use my free hand to undo the drawstring holding up my loose-slung sweatpants. Pushing them over my hips, I let them fall to the floor and kick them off my feet. Standing in just my boxer briefs, I snarl, “Then use what I’ve fucking taught you, and fucking stop me.”
Fight me, little lamb.
Fucking fight.
She draws a deep breath and surprises me with an animalistic scream as she drives her knee between my thighs. Momentarily distracted by the throbbing pain in my balls, she shoves me just hard enough to squeeze her body from between me and the wall.
“You’re going to fucking pay for that.” I twirl the knife in my palm and turn to face her with an evil scowl spread across my face. Stalking across the room to her, she scrambles to put furniture between us. “We both know what’s happening when I get my hands on you. Don’t make it harder on yourself.”
She lifts an unloaded weight bar and swings it at me like a thirty-pound baseball bat. It strikes my arm with a thud, causing me to drop the knife in my hand. Quickly bending to get it, Lucia is immediately before me, grabbing my shoulders and driving me into her knee.
Fuck, maybe she is learning.
Lowering her foot to the floor, she lifts her leg again and drives into my jaw. The hit knocks me off balance, and she shoves me hard, causing me to fall to the floor. Grabbing the knife from my feet, she lifts it high in the air and drives it to the ground with the full weight of her body.
nineteen
