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“You taste like heaven. I could feast on that sweet little pussy for hours and still die a starving man. It’ll be the closest I will ever get to God before they inject me with that needle, don’t you agree?”
“Sorry, baby,” he rasps. “Won’t happen again.”
My knees weaken, along with my resolve. I have the most insane urge to turn around, walk back in that house, bend over the couch and let him fuck the rest of whatever sanity I have left out of me. I want to be delirious from his cock, and to make matters worse, I know he would absolutely surpass every one of my expectations if I let him. God?
“What you’re seeing now is what I see every day. No matter how far I run, how hard I try to escape you—you’re everywhere I go. You’re everything I see. Loving you is like being trapped in a house of mirrors, little mouse. And I’ve never felt so at home while being so lost inside you.”
He grunts with amusement. "I don't think anyone does, baby. Love is an enigma, and it's redefined every time someone says it."
He’s a monster. Inside and out.
“Open your fucking mouth, bad girl. Right now, before I suffocate you on my cock.”
“Spread your pussy for me, little mouse,”
“Stop! It doesn’t fit,” I gasp.
“What a poor little mouse,” he coos mockingly, his tone husky and tight. “Maybe one day you’ll let me treat this cunt like glass and show it all my love, but you’ve been a bad girl, haven’t you?”
“Haven’t you?” he barks.
“Yes!” I shout breathlessly, squeezing my eyes shut against the invasion.
“Are you going to be a good littl...
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“Yes,” I mewl des...
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“You taste so fucking good,” he murmurs, before flicking his tongue against my clit.
“Zade, please,” I beg, my eyes crossing from the pleasure.
“Does my little mouse want to come?” he asks, his own voice breathless and uneven.
“You want to come all over my cock, baby?”
I nod my head frantically. He smiles in response. “Have you been my good little girl?” Another wobbly nod. “Then fucking say it, Adeline.”
All I know is I fucking love haunted fairs now.
For now, I need to push Addie out of my head. But later tonight, I’ll be pushing myself
inside her so deeply, I’ll be ingrained in every crevice inside her body.
I need to end things with him. For good. It doesn’t matter what he makes me feel. He’s going to put my life in danger, over and over. And how does someone just… be okay with that?
His breath tickles my ear as he leans in. “Were you about to call the police on me?” he tsks. “And here I thought we were past this.”
My breath stutters. “I don’t want to do this anymore, Zade. I-I don’t want you.”
His quiet breathing is swallowed by the news reporter droning on in the background. Finally, he says, “Wh...
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“That’s very naughty, little mouse. And you know what happens when you’re naughty?” A heartbeat passes before he finally growls into my ear, “You get fucking eaten.”
“I’m not your fucking prey.”
“Then why do you let me consume you?” he whispers before encircling his hand around my throat and squeezing tight. Stubble pierces my skin as his cheek rubs down the side of my own before his mouth descends on my neck. A sharp nip pulls a gasp from my lips.
“And you’re the sweet little angel that I’m going to drag down to hell with me,” he rasps, his voice deep and husky as he whispers his omen into my ear.
“I hate you,” I spit, glaring with all the disgust I can muster in my body. He just won't fucking listen.
“I can make myself come harder than you ever could.”
“Are you prepared to prove that to me, little mouse? Because if not, I’m going to make you eat your fucking words.”
“Sit on my cock. Now.”
