Page 51 of Trick or Treat
Her eyes are large and wild, flickering back and forth, the drugs already having a strong effect on her. I spin her around and slam my mouth against hers, forcing my tongue between her red painted lips. She kisses me back without hesitation, fisting the hem of my shirt to try to pull me closer. My hand slides down her front as I reach between our bodies, squeezing it in between her thighs and under her short skirt.
I growl into her mouth, rough-sucking her tongue between my teeth as I feel how saturated her thong is. I catch her moan in my mouth, sucking all the air from her lungs with the possessiveness of the kiss. She daringly runs her hand down, cupping my cock over my pants and ripping another dark, animalistic growl from my throat. I wrap my free hand around her throat while my other hand rubs her pussy, attempting to get her niceand wet for me. Panting, we break the kiss and lock eyes, and this time she doesn't even blush as we stare at each other.
"Um… do you... do you want to go to my room?" she asks apprehensively, worried that I will decline her.
Her body relaxes and she becomes at ease as soon as she sees my fucking smile, the blush on her rosy cheeks dissipating.
"You want to go to your room with an apartment full of people?" My tone is flirtatious and deep as I cup her pussy and press my thumb against her clit over her drenched panties.
She shudders, rolling her eyes back as she nods her head.
"Use your fucking words, Scarlett." Her eyes flutter and shift to mine, as if she has heard those words before.Because she has... at the fucking cemetery...
"Yeah, why not?" As I hit the blunt, she smirks, playfully licking her lips.
I take a huge rip off of it, gathering a mouthful of smoke and holding it in my cheeks, giving her a devious grin that causes her blush to return. With one hand on the back of her neck, I let go of her pussy and cupped her cheeks, squeezing them open. I slam my mouth on hers and blow the smoke into her lungs, giving her a shotgun, making the poisonous smoke infiltrate her body to get her even more fucked up.
"Get on your knees for me, pretty girl." I clench my fists around her hair and shove her down, eagerly unbuttoning my pants.
Keeping my gaze on the party inside, I pull out my cock and stroke it as she gets to her knees, a shy smile on her face as she licks her lips, wetting them.I'm waiting for her to recognize it… my cock isn't like the rest of them.Her eyes widen in surprise as she places her hands on my thighs and I guide the tip of my cock to her eager, parted lips.
"You'repierced and tatted?"Her eyes find mine, flickering back to the many memories we've shared over the years, all with me wearing my black mask.
However, as the drugs spread through her bloodstream, a lost look consumed her gaze, and the words became lost on the tip of her tongue.
"You like it?" I ask, pushing the tip between her lips, preventing her from speaking.
She nods, her tongue swirling around my head, sucking me deeper into her mouth. I keep a grin on my face as she works her tongue around my shaft, leaning my back against the railing on her balcony, noticing the chaos in the apartment behind us. I cover her ears with my hands, holding her head, so she can’t hear the screams from inside, even over the loud music. Sinner opens her jaw and sucks me down her throat as the guys mask up and scare the partygoers, bobbing her head slowly like she’s bobbing for fucking apples at a Halloween party.
"Fuck, that's it, Scarlett." I grip her head tightly, pumping my hips as they tense.
Each brush of her tongue against the pulsing veins in my cock sends a rush of pleasure through me.
Looking up, I see Saint holding a knife and locking his gaze on me through the sliding glass door, pausing to watch Scarlett sucking my cock. He grins beneath his mask, twirling his knife for a moment before spinning around and grabbing one of the girls they were calling Summer. I watch as he slams her against the sliding glass door, his mouth crashing down on hers, his knife gliding down the front of her body. I fuck Sinner's mouth harder as she gags on my cock, sensing my climax on the verge of erupting. Saint shoves his hand between Summer's legs, ripping her dress and exposing her ass to the glass door.
The bass from the song rattles the apartment as he raises his blade, sending vibrations throughout my body and pushing me over the edge. As my cum spills into Sinner's mouth, Saint slashes the blade into Summer's throat, turning the glass red with her blood and causing chaos in the apartment as he stabs her repeatedly. I grip Sinner's ears even tighter, making sure she can’t hear the terrified screams of the people inside being butchered as I finish coming in her mouth, making sure every drop trickles down herthroat.
She locks her gaze on me, smiling with my cock still between her puffy lips, completely unaware of what’s going on behind her. As soon as the drapes were drawn, I let her up while watching my cock slide out of her mouth. She licks her lips and smiles shyly before falling into my embrace as I wrap my arms around her.
"You're fucking amazing, Scar," I tell her, meaning every fucking word.
"Thanks… I was hoping you'd like it," she laughs, attempting to turn around to see why it has suddenly become darker, but I grab her and spin her around so she’s facing me.
"Is that offer still good?" I ask, swiping the rest of my cum off her puffy bottom lip with my thumb. She nods, her eyes serious, as I press my thumb into her mouth.
"Yeah, it is."
"Good, let's go to your fucking room."
eighteen
Corrupting The Virgin
Scarlett
As I get to my feet, the cold air kisses my skin as a gust of wind sweeps through the air. Blade smiles and scoops me into his arms, still leaning against the balcony railing for support as he peers into my eyes, as if searching my soul for something.
Looking around, I notice the atmosphere is much darker than it was, and I see the drapes closed against the sliding glass door, a red substance smeared all over the glass. I shiver as he walks me towards it, protectively holding me in his arms, careful not to drop me. My body still feels as light as a feather as I wrap my arms around his neck.