LOGINI almost passed out from the sensation. It was so overwhelming that my brain blew up, and bliss took over its place. I was both frozen and trembling. I couldn’t control the quivering of my body and the shakes that rocked it. I hadn’t realized that I had screamed until I felt my sore throat spasming when I tried to gulp. I was out of this world, and nothing material could bring me back into it. I heard movements, and I felt things, but my mind just couldn’t comprehend anything other than the euphoric sensation that rocked through my body. Maybe it took seconds, maybe minutes, maybe hours, but finally, my mind cleared up, and I returned to the present. Nothing was touching me, and while there was the smell of sex in the air, I couldn’t not doubt if I hadn’t imagined the whole thing. Because it was like something from my fantasies. I have always wanted a man obsessed with me, a man capable of holding all the control, but at the same time willing to give me the pleasure I deserved.
“Desperate little slut.” His tongue swirled around the bud, making me moan. “Is that what you wanted?”“Yes." I groaned when the sharp end of his tongue flicked against my hard skin. New feelings filled my mind, and fireworks of sensations exploded behind my eyelids. My skin was burning and only he could put it out. “Yes, what?” His teeth grazed my nipple, making me go insane. “Yes, sir.” Just as the words left my mouth, I felt him sucking my nub. I meowed and raised my chest, my head growing hazy from the sensation. His lips left my breast. “Open,” he commanded, and I obeyed, opening my mouth wide so he could put his fingers in there. Only that it wasn’t fingers that ended up on my tongue, but a slick liquid. “Swallow. ”I nodded and did as he said. “Show me. ”I opened my mouth and revealed my tongue to him when another spit landed on it. “Hold it in your mouth, and don’t swallow until I tell you. ”I nodded, too scared to say something so I didn’t lose his spit. His mouth went
Her POV“Good enough to eat. ” I couldn’t believe the words that left my mouth. Who was I? What had happened to me? When did I become so brazen? Maybe it was the thought that I was gonna die that allowed me to say anything I wanted. Maybe it was something else entirely. “Pathetic.” His voice was calm and collected, but the way he said the word made me flinch from embarrassment. He was right. I was pathetic. I was trying to convince a murderer to fuck me, to eat me out. But the truth was that I couldn’t care less what he thought about me, and that’s why the only reaction I gave him was my smile. A genuine one, even. I heard him moving around, but the sounds were not enough for me to recognize from which direction his next attack was going to come. Would he pinch my breasts again? Would he slap my pussy? Would he spit on me?The last thought surprised even my mind, which had become too corrupted after the thought of dying. “What got you so excited, doll?” His words caressed my sou
His POV I came here with one goal—to kill this sweet little creature while she was sleeping. But I couldn’t contain my urge to play with my food for a bit. To torture her, to tease that sweet little body until she was begging to be exorcised from it. And now I was standing in front of a dilemma. Should I kill her, or should I fuck her first?I looked at her and saw a hopeful little girl who was scared of dying. I saw someone who was brave enough to wish for sex in their last minutes, someone whose pulse was still beating hard, whose skin was flushed, and whose excitement was showing by the goosebumps on her skin. In all honesty, I had never in my entire career as a hitman let myself get close to a victim, and rarely were there words that could make me stop or slow down the killing process, but somehow her appeal stopped me in my tracks. This sweet little puppy, this perfect doll, made some switch flip in my mind because now all I could almost see myself doing was fucking her, p
Her POVI don’t know what woke me exactly. Maybe it was a sound, maybe it was a movement, maybe it was something completely different. I just remember waking up and feeling like my gut was telling me something was going to happen. I opened my eyes, but all I could see was darkness. It was weird because, usually, I was able to see the shadows of the furniture, but this time all I could see was a pitch-black color. I moved my head and felt something brush my cheek. That was weird. When I tried to raise my hand and grab the thing, I realized that I couldn’t do it. Something was preventing me from moving my limbs. I frowned and tried to move my hand again, but once more it was stopped by some restraints. A sudden panic overwhelmed me, and my thoughts started swimming in the worst scenarios possible. I was kidnapped, and they were going to sell me. They were going to kill me. I was already dead. I wanted to scream, but my mouth was covered with fabric. I wanted to move, but I
Her POVIt was just another ordinary night, which I had spent with the same people in the usual places doing the things we normally did. I had just gotten home slightly buzzed from the club I was in with friends after an entire night of partying and drinking. And just like always, I had gotten home alone. There was no man accompanying me, and no man wanted to. I was starting to get desperate, and my level of horniness was reaching unreachable heights. When I got home, I did my night routine—I took a shower, trying to wash away the sweat that was sliding down my spine and get rid of the smell of stale cigarettes and alcohol I had acquired in the clubhouse. I scrubbed my body clean and applied a shower gel with the scent of papaya, my favorite fruit. When I was ready, properly warmed by the temperature of the water and perfectly clean, I dried myself with a towel and returned to my small room. I quickly brushed my teeth in the sink in the kitchen, then applied some face creams in
Chapter 5: Calvin’s mouth was relentless. He devoured my pussy like he owned it, his tongue swirling around my swollen clit before sucking it hard between his lips. I writhed on the bed, blindfolded and helpless, my hips grinding against his face as waves of pleasure crashed through me. Every lic
Chapter 4Calvin’s thick cock stretched my throat wide as he began to thrust, fucking my mouth with slow, deep strokes. I could barely breathe. Every time he pushed in, my nose pressed against his hard abs and his heavy balls rested on my chin. The blindfold kept me in total darkness, heightening
Chapter 3I stayed locked in my bedroom all night and all through the early and late hours of the morning. I barely slept, my heart still racing from what had happened last night. Every time I thought about going downstairs for something to eat, my stomach twisted with panic. What if Calvin was th
Chapter 2The hot water pounded over my body, but it was nothing compared to the fire burning between my legs. I leaned harder against the tiled wall, legs trembling as I fucked myself with three fingers, thrusting them deep and fast into my dripping pussy.My mind had completely surrendered to Cal







