Page 24 of Madness Blooms
She whimpers as I tweak her nipple and slip a hand down her skirt. I palm her panties and then pinch her clit, drawing a moan from her. One that she tries so desperately to stifle. I run my finger up and down her wet slit, and she bites her lip, her knuckles turning white as she grips the sink. I unzip my pants and she bends over without prompting. Such an obedient little rabbit.
I don’t have a condom. I know it’s risky.
But I’m feeling dangerous tonight.
I lift her skirt, push aside her panties—and thrust into her in one fluid motion. She gasps and claws at the porcelain, her eyes squeezing shut.
“No closing your eyes,” I order, tangling my fingers in her hair as I yank her head up. “Look.”
She squirms, her pussy clenching my cock as she opens her eyes. We lock gazes once I begin to move. She moans, meeting my thrust eagerly.
“Do you like fucking in public?” I say, emphasizing each word with a snap of my hips. “Does the thrill of getting caught turn you on?”
She cries out as I plant ginger kisses on her spine, actions that directly oppose the rough pummeling I’m giving her. She barely manages a nod before I press my fingers into her neck, softly at first. Her breath hitches, her walls narrowing like a vise. I imagine choking the life out of her, snuffing out the light behind her hazel eyes as I increase the pressure ever so slightly.
I growl, setting a punishing pace. She arches, whining like a wanton bitch who’s never had a proper fuck in her entire life. “Luke, Luke,Luke!” she keens, chanting my name like a mantra. “Please, fuck me! Murder me with your cock!”
As you wish.
I loosen my grip on her neck and I smack her ass, groaning as her cunt squeezes and clings to me for dear life. Tears stream from her eyes as she writhes, her voice straining with each cry. My thrusts become uneven as I close in on my orgasm.
“Grace … Fuck!” I come, filling her to the brim.
She sobs, tears streaming down her face as she hurtles toward her climax.
We both pant heavily, gasping for air. I withdraw from her and grin, making sure to adjust her underwear and straighten her skirt like a gentleman. Like it was all just naughty roleplaying, and not an instance of Damon sneaking out of his cage.
“That was …” She grins, spinning on her heel to lean up and give me a heated kiss.
“Amazing?” I say, pasting on a pleasant façade.
A toilet flushes, and she grabs my hand, giggling. “Let’s go.”
Chapter
Eleven
HER
At last, the weather has warmed up.
I step off the bus and onto the sidewalk in front of the stop. I take a moment to soak in the rays and breathe in the fresh air. Like a younger version of myself, I lift my arms and reach up as if I could hug the sun. The person behind me lets out an impatient huff and bumps into me as they pass.
But today’s a good day, andnothingcan ruin it.
I begin my trek to Maggie’s Grocer. I can’t help but grin as I go over my plans for the day: a celebration dinner for Luke. He’s secured a good job down in Pennsylvania, a significant promotion from what I gleaned based on the details he’s supplied. He even invited me to join him, if I am willing to leave my life here behind.
I, of course, accepted his offer.
I feel like I’m on top of the world, the best I’ve felt in years. I just wish I could share my happiness with my closest friend.
A few weeks ago, at the club, Briar ditched Kyla. Luke witnessed him leaving with a woman during his supposed smoke break. When Luke confronted him, Briar handed him his keys and said he wasn’t coming home with us. Since then, Briar has ignored all of Kyla’s calls and ended their relationship with no explanation. This has caused Kyla to become withdrawn. I never understood what she saw in him. But this is cruel, even for Briar.
As I enter the store, I see Maggie’s husband, Frank. His arthritic hands shake as he struggles to heft products up on a shelf. I rush to his aid, assisting him in putting the box in its place.
“Thank you, young lady,” he says, giving me a kind smile.
“It’s no problem.” My brow creases in concern. “Just be careful, okay? Maggie would be heartbroken if anything happened to you.”