No Place to Hide (Havoc's Playground, #1)

by Harper Ashley

“Should I be worried about getting kidnapped, Jackson? You mentioned a criminal record.” I laugh. “Not at all, princess.” I wait a few beats before speaking again. “Unless you’re into that kind of thing.”

Ohhhh🫣🤭

“It’s dark and quiet back here. I could snatch you up and take you. I doubt anyone would hear your screams over the rides.”

“You can fuck anywhere if you want it bad enough,” he responds, voice low and husky.

Sir

I know I shouldn’t do this. Trust me, I do. But the demented bastard I call my cock is screaming for me to take little miss perfect and give her exactly what she’s asking for. So I have to do it. Them’s the rules.

“Them’s the rules”

“If you are still here when I come back, I promise I’ll give you what you want. You wanna stop having to be you for the night? I’ll show you what it's like to be someone else.”

Yes sir

“I wanted your first orgasm to be your own.” His voice sounds muffled, my ears still ringing from the release. “The rest will be on my terms.”

😩😩😩

“If you get caught,” he pauses, lingering on the silence. “You get punished.”

“You’re such a little freak, Blair. How does this feel, being my own personal cum slut? Letting me use your body any way I fucking want.” I thrust once more, deep, knowing that’s all she needs to shatter apart. “Come for me, princess. Show me how good you feel.”

“Breathe through it, princess. You got it. You’re so fucking gorgeous right now. Keep coming for me like a good girl.”

My cum starts to seep from her body into my mouth, and mixes with hers as she comes again, her thighs squeezing my head as her body seizes up. I lick all of our cum up as it comes, holding it in my mouth. I pull her body down, reaching for the rope to help. When her face passes mine, I stop, leaning in to kiss her. “Open,” I command, and she does as she’s told. I hold her jaw and spit it all into her mouth. “Swallow.”

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I lean over the edge and exhale slowly, then open my eyes. Jackson stands below me, head cocked to one side with a devious smirk playing on his lips. His eyes are swimming with victory and something darker. I’ve been caught… again.

“You’re my dirty little slut, princess. This isn't over yet. You just happen to be lucky that it’s also your reward.”

“Aren’t pretty girls supposed to be scared of monsters?”

“You better remember your safe word. ‘No’ means nothing to me. ‘Stop’ means go.” I get real close to her face, my breath fanning across her lips. “All that matters is what I want.”

“Boo,” he whispers, and my pussy is drenched.

Lmfaoooo

“So are you! Blair, the more you talk, the softer I get. Please shut the fuck up.”

Ouch

Maybe calling her a cheap whore was a little much.

Ya think lmao

The shower calls my name but for some reason I’m in no hurry to wash away my sins. Instead I stare at them for a little while longer.

Amen sister

Oh, yeah, Mallory. I allowed myself to be completely and utterly stripped naked by a stranger in a carnival, both literally and figuratively. He screwed my brains out all over that fucking place. He degraded me, tied me up, locked me in a cage, and dragged me across the floor like a human-sized doll. And you know what? I fucking loved it.

“Because I intend to. Over and over until you can’t see straight. I’m going to enjoy having my favorite toy back where she belongs.”