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The gloved hand whips out, and he spins me around, until my back slams against his front. He moves us to the side, my chest pressing into the cold glass of the window.
“This is wrong,” I whimper as he brings his hands to the back of my pants. He’s rough as he yanks them over my ass. The fresh air kisses my skin, and his leather glove grips me tightly as he lets out a possessive growl.
“This is what you crave. This is what you think about at night when you’re lying in your bed. You so badly want to be destroyed by the killer in the mask. You want to be corruptedby me.”
My heart palpitates, and I choke in a breath as his fingers wrap around my neck, squeezing my throat in a vise grip.
“You can’t get enough of me,” he whispers.
I shake my head. “I wonder if it’s you that’s obsessed with me. Maybe you can’t get enough of me. You don’t want to kill me, otherwise you already would have.”
His hand leaves my backside, his hips grinding forward, his straining erection pressing against my folds. My skin heats, and a tremble starts in my legs as I feel the cool blade of his knife suddenly graze across my skin. He scrapes the sharp edge against the base of my spine, the drag of the metal light, seductive, yet threatening.
“Maybe I’m still deciding if I want you to become a victim or not.”
He steps back, and my hands press against the glass window as he crouches down behind me. I hold my breath, nerves tingling through me in anticipation. Is he going to hurt me, or pleasure me?
I never know with him, and I never know which one I crave more.
My eyes fling open when I feel a warm puff of breath skate across my damp folds. My nails scrape against the glass, my knuckles locking at the pleasure of his warm breath. The surprise is instant, and a squeak breaks from my throat.
He took off his mask?
I glance over my shoulder, but he freezes. “Stay where you are, Lakyn.”
I bite my lip, glancing back out the window as his warm breath caresses my wetness. My toes curl as his tongue slips out, grazing against me.
“Fuck,” I groan, my eyes settling closed. He leans in farther, his tongue slipping into my sex, and he starts fucking me with it.
My mouth opens in a gasp as his tongue caresses the walls of my pussy, and then he slips it up, sucking onto my clit. I can hear a zip, and the sound of clothes swishing through the air and dropping onto the ground.
My hand swings back, and my fingers connect with bared skin. My head tilts back, my eyes swinging to the ceiling of the treehouse as my fingernails dig into the skin of my masked man.
His muscles are hard. His skin smooth. Broad muscles. Rippled with tension.
“You’re dripping wet for a killer, Lakyn,” he rasps.
My fingers dig into the shoulder, and a bolt of heat rushes between my legs as I feel his muscles ripple beneath my touch.
“Let’s play a game?” I let out a whimper, shaking my head, and he chuckles. “This one is truth or dare. And I dare you to come on my mask.”
My cheeks flame, my head dropping between my shoulders as pleasure ripples through my spine. It feels like fire rips through me, and I gasp, my fingers curling around the edge of the windowsill.
Euphoria rolls through my blood and rips apart my bones. My eyes flood with tears as the pleasure becomes too much, and I can do nothing but lock my knees, crying out as my masked man feasts on my pussy. He brings me to the brink of orgasm, my body rippling with pleasure, my skin damp with sweat, and I can feel it, so close to the edge.
And he pulls away.
My body locks up, and I let out a cry at the absence. He chuckles, and my lips snarl in anger until he slides up my body, his bare chest molding to my back. His hand grabs my blonde tresses, and wraps them around his fist, pulling tight until my head snaps back.
I swallow down a groan as he uses it as a rein, arching my spine. He leans down, his heat covering my back as he gets close to my ear. “I’m going to pull you so far into the darkness, you’ll never find your way out.”
I want to. I want to get lost with him.
The shuffling of his pants sounds, and then his heat brushes between my thighs. He glides easily within my throbbing sex, and I let out a groan as he seats himself fully, my walls stretching around his length as he tenses inside me.
I shove myself until I’m standing straight, my arms going around the back of his neck. His mask has recovered his face. Before I can drop my eyes to his naked flesh, his gloved hand comes over my eyes.
“Keep me your secret, Lakyn,” he rasps, and my lips pop open on a groan. I whimper as I grip the back of his neck, my fingers digging into his skin as he thrusts into me. I meet his grinds, and his fingers dig into my muscles, burrowing so deeply into me I feel as if he’ll leave a scar.
