BELLA
After Kade left, I sat still, staring at the wall. He admitted that he was going to touch himself, and I couldn't just stay in my room and let my imagination run wild.So I decided to go to his room.Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw.Kade was on his knees, naked, shaking, bleeding.Blood…Blood… There was so much blood.It was red and thick, and the smell was even thicker. I could feel it in my hands, my legs, everything.I looked down at my hands and saw the blood dripping down.Drip.Drip.Drip.I blinked and I was holding a lifeless body in my arms, his unseeing eyes staring up at the night sky while the rain fell on us.“No,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “No, no, no.”All of a sudden, his eyes moved to me, red, blood pouring out of them.“You caused this,” he said. “This is all your fault.”“No,” IBELLAAfter Kade left, I sat still, staring at the wall. He admitted that he was going to touch himself, and I couldn't just stay in my room and let my imagination run wild. So I decided to go to his room. Nothing could have prepared me for what I saw. Kade was on his knees, naked, shaking, bleeding. Blood…Blood… There was so much blood. It was red and thick, and the smell was even thicker. I could feel it in my hands, my legs, everything. I looked down at my hands and saw the blood dripping down. Drip. Drip. Drip. I blinked and I was holding a lifeless body in my arms, his unseeing eyes staring up at the night sky while the rain fell on us. “No,” I whispered, my voice shaking. “No, no, no.” All of a sudden, his eyes moved to me, red, blood pouring out of them. “You caused this,” he said. “This is all your fault.”“No,” I
It was just a simple stroke, and even though my hand was dry, the pleasure that shot up my spine was intense. I groaned deeply, stroking harder and using the precum that was pouring out to wet my dick and make my hand move more freely. I stroked hard, my fist wrapped tightly around my dick, moving from base to head. The amount of precum that was pouring out of me was embarrassing, but I was too far gone to care. My nose was still pressed to my shirt and her scent filled my nose, going straight to my head. I felt high, drunk, overdosed. My hips bucked into my fist, chasing more, trying to chase her. Every stroke felt like a punishment and reward at the same time. A punishment because I wasn't strong enough to overpower my desire, and a reward because well… it wasn't easy trying to resist a woman like Belladonna. I squeezed harder, twisting my wrist at the head, rubbing against my crown and the sound that tore out from my throat was raw, animali
KADEThe reason I came into this room was forgotten as I stared at Belladonna. Her legs were wide open and facing me so I could see everything. Her face was flushed, her eyes half closed, and she looked clouded with pleasure. Her hair was spread apart in her pillow, looking darker than night since they were wet. “Kade?” she called, her voice slightly hoarse. “Wh–what are you doing here?” Even as she asked, she made no attempt to cover herself or even pull that… thing out of her. This woman was driving me crazy. I held up the documents in my hand, trying my best to keep my face still and not give away how much this sight affected me. “I need your signature on this.” She looked at me like she wanted to smack my head. “Leave it on the table beside you. I’ll sign it later.”I should do that and just leave, forget I ever saw this, so why then was I hesitating? Why did I want to tease and taunt her?“Why can't you sig
That was Gianna’s brilliant idea. She said since he wouldn't touch me and I clearly needed the sex, I should put the idea of an open marriage on the table. An open marriage wasn't a bad idea. He wouldn't touch me, and I needed to be touched. Sex was a source of relief for me. And I haven't had that relief for so long now so everything was bottled in. Things have been eventful in my life lately, and all that was adding to the reason I needed relief so badly. So I needed that sex, so I won't explode. Gianna had said I should discuss it with him, but what I wanted was to see his reaction. “I want an open marriage, Kade.” He looked at me with that bored look, his hands resting on the armrest. He opened his mouth, “Alright.”I blinked at him. He blinked back. His expression didn't change, not even in the tiniest bit. It was like I just told him the weather and he didn't care to know about it. “Alright?” I repe
I always thought I didn't have any gag reflex, but it turns out that my throat had never been fucked probably. The last time I deepthroat Kade it seems he was holding back, but right now he is done with that. He fisted my hair tightly, pulling back before slamming in again. I gagged, even harder than the first time, my eyes watering, my jaw hurting from being stretched so wide. “What’s wrong?” Kade taunted. I managed to look up at him and from my blurry vision I could see him looking at me with a hard look, but there was a chilling smirk on his face. Right now… he looked dangerous, and not the dangerous that was sexy. “Not so confident in your deepthroat game anymore? Your teeth are touching my dick, love. It hurts.”And all of a sudden it became a challenge. Kade wanted to make this hard? Sure, then. But he was a fool if I thought I would back down. I relaxed my throat as best as possible, breathing through my nose. I kept my eyes fixed on his
BELLAHe looked… unhinged. Kade looked like he had lost his mind. His eyes were hard and red, and there was something… unnatural about them. I couldn't put my finger on it, but there was an aura oozing from him like ink, heavy and almost suffocating. And what kind of person was I if I thought it only added to his charm? Trash, I know. I looked from his eyes down to his dick and back again. “Get on your knees and suck my dick.” Those words were echoing over and over again in my head. He said it himself, he gave the go-ahead, so why was I hesitating? Maybe it was that look in his eyes. The look that says he didn't want it. And once again, I found myself thinking, is it because of her? I looked at his soft dick before I raised my eyes back to his. I shook my head, turning to leave. “I won’t.”But God knew I wanted to. I had barely turned my back on him before I was grabbed by the hair. I gasped, my eyes