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She shuts her eyes and pinches the bridge of her nose. “I-I’m sorry Alex, I can’t do it. It doesn’t feel right. I told you already, I’m not into that sort of thing. I don’t do sexual favours.”

Come now, my sweet. We both know that isn’t strictly true. If it was Jack begging to give you oral sex, you’d be on your back in a heartbeat.

“Now Jessica,” I say sternly. “Be reasonable. I am a man of my word. Have I broken any promises I’ve made to you so far? I’m going to be straight with you. I’m prepared to do whatever you ask of me. Whatever financial help you need, my door is always open to you. But I have needs too. Looking the way I do, I rarely get the opportunity to be close to someone as divine as you. Is it too much to ask for you to do this one little favour for me? Something that will give me great pleasure?”

“But I can’t! I just can’t, I’m sorry…”

“You have no idea what it’s like to be me. What it’s like to be locked up for most of your life away from everyone, deprived of the gentle touch of another living being. Longing to be caressed, longing to be held by someone. Do you know how hard it is to look at someone like you and know you wouldn’t allow me to touch you in a million years under normal circumstances. Well, I’ll tell you what it’s like. It’s pure agony. Walk a mile in my shoes and then tell me you’d judge me for wanting and needing something I hardly ever get.”

For a few seconds she goes quiet, apparently moved by my words. Then, she says softly, “I feel for you Alex, I really do. I can’t begin to imagine what you’ve been through and how difficult your life is, but I’m adamant that I don’t want to do it. I’m sorry. It wouldn’t feel right.”

Her rejection is like a slap in the face, but still, I manage to retain my composure. “I am perfectly aware that you find me physically abhorrent. You think I’m a monster, I get that. But even so, you must understand that I can’t pass up this opportunity to do something I’ve only ever dreamed about. I know it’s wrong, but I just can’t help myself. I want you too badly Jessica, and the part of me that wants you must be satisfied. So, I need you to go over to that bed right now, lie down, close your eyes and spread your legs. Let me do the rest. Give me a chance to show you what I can do. You never know, you might even like it.”

Jessica lapses into gloomy silence. The distress on her face is heartrending, and the good boy in me badly wants to leave her be. Let her have the money and stay out of her life for good. But the raging beast within will not be kept at bay. It wants her in the worst way possible and is violently pulling on its leash, ready to destroy everything in its path.

Finally, with a heavy sigh, my beauty turns around and walks towards the bed, her shoulders slumped in defeat.

Before she sits down, I say, “No wait. Dim the lights first. And then…take off all your clothes.”Am I pushing my luck?

“You didn’t mention anything about me taking everything off,” she fires back.

“No…but if we’re going to do this, then I want to do it properly.”

Scowling, she storms across to the dimmer switch on the wall, lowers the lights and casts the room in shadow, the only illumination now coming from the red and yellow flames of the fire. We now have the perfect mood lighting that conveniently still allows me to see everything.

Nervously, she turns to face me, her lashes lowered in shame. Sluggishly, she kicks off her blue ballet pumps. I smile inwardly. Then, slowly, she lifts her T-shirt, pulls it over her head and tosses it to the floor. Her long dark hair cascades around her shoulders like an exquisite waterfall. I catch my breath. Lord Jesus, her breasts are enormous, made all the more prominent by the snow-white Wonderbra cupping each of those glorious olive-coloured peaks. I’m literally gagging to dive into them.

Breathless with longing, I watch transfixed as she slides down each strap, then reaches behind her back and unclasps her bra. Free from restriction, it drops to the floor, leaving me with an eyeful of unparalleled magnificence: her buck-naked cleavage. Desire ripples through my blood and my cock is so hard it wants to spontaneously combust. I’ve never seen a naked woman in the flesh and find the experience both arousing and emotional. That I might at last get to touch that which has always been so cruelly out of reach is thoroughly overwhelming.

With maddening slowness, Jessica unzips her jeans and peels them down, past her thighs, past her knees until finally, she steps out of them completely. Throws them across the room. I wipe the corners of my mouth. Loosen up my collar. She has the greatest pair of legs I’ve ever seen, so endlessly toned and sculpted. I imagine them locked around my waist in the throes of passion.

And then, finally, her pièce de résistance: she rolls down her pretty white thong and throws it to the ground. Jessica is now completely naked.

Taking ragged breaths, I struggle not to keep staring at the glorious, cleanly shaven slit between her thighs. Her cunt looks so delicious I begin to salivate at the prospect of attending to its every need. Briefly, I close my eyes and murmur a silent ‘thank you’ to the gods. Never in my wildest dreams did I imagine the naked female form could be so beautiful: a light, lyrical composition of sugar and honey, silky soft with a fragrant charm that cannot be surpassed.

My throat goes dry. I am completely and utterly under her spell.

For long moments, my beauty stands before me in all her glory, her eyes to the ground, clearly at a loss for what she is expected to do next.

“Lie down on the bed,” I command. “I’ll take it from here…”

CHAPTER EIGHT

Jessica

My body shakes with fear as I lay on the mattress to await my next instructions. Red and gold flames light up Alex’s dark bedroom, giving everything a strange, surreal quality. My chest is tight, and I feel slightly nauseous. I can’t believe this is happening.How the hell did I end up in this crazy situation?

Quivering, I rest my head against the pillows and squeeze my eyes shut. Despite the heat of the room, my skin feels cold as ice and every one of my limbs is frozen. I decide the only way to get through the next couple of minutes is to pretend it isn’t happening; cocoon myself in a bubble of denial and just wait for it to be over so that I can leave this accursed place never to return.

In the darkness of my mind, I once more conjure up the image of Alex’s terrifying face. Those demonic blue-green eyes. Those twisted, deformed, almost other-worldly features. And his smile. Fuck, when he smiles, he looks worse than ever: an unpleasant pulling back of the mouth that’s more of a leer with rows of teeth that are almost canine in appearance.

And that’s the mouth that is about to go down on me…

Holy Mother.

Keeping my eyes tightly closed, I try not to think too much as I sense his approach. For a few seconds, I feel him towering over me, taking time to deliberate, as if sizing up his prey. Then out of nowhere, two strong hands grip my hips and slide my body further down the mattress towards the end of the bed. I gasp with surprise at the sudden intrusion but still dare not open my eyes.

Then the large, hot hands move from my waist, all the way up my thighs to the tops of my knees and then gently but firmly spread my legs apart, leaving me wide open for what is to come. I’m so scared I feel like crying. I’ve never been kissed down below before. Never been given oral sex and the thought of it terrifies me, even more so because of who is going to do it. I’m also worried from a hygiene perspective. Am I thoroughly fresh down there? Do I smell? Am I ready for someone to put their tongue in a place I’m not sure they should be?

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