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He shoves himself deeper, the tears stinging my eyes before rolling down my cheeks. I gasp for air when he pulls back.
“You’re doing such a good fucking job.”
His deep voice makes me feral. I fuck him with my mouth, not caring about the ache in my jaw. He groans, gathering my hair in his hands while pumping his hips faster.
Saliva and tears roll down my cheeks as I hold my breath, trying not to gag yet also trying to breathe.
Jesus, how embarrassing would it be to die from actually choking on a masked man’s cock?
“I’m gonna come, little prey. Either you stop or—oh, fuck.”
I suck harder, desperate to taste him, even though I’ve never swallowed before.
His groans permeate the quiet air of my apartment, and all I can do is watch him through blurry eyes as he shoves himself as deep as he can, releasing his come down my throat with a roar.
He holds me there, his cock twitching as he spurts load after thick load down my burning throat. Fear courses through me as the edges of my vision darken.
And then he pulls back, saying, “Breathe, little prey. Just breathe for me.”
I gasp, sucking in oxygen so fast I cough and sputter. Hegently rubs my back, his voice calm and soothing. “It’s okay, sweetheart. I’ve got you.”
When I stop coughing, I look up at him. His thumb rubs my messy chin, then moves to my bottom lip and pulls it down. “So fucking gorgeous.”
I’m drowning in him, even though I have no idea who the hell he is.
I’m sick, possibly deranged, but I want more of my masked stalker.
CHAPTER 19
Mallory
He pulls his pants up, fastening them, before scooping me in his arms and carrying me to my bedroom like I weigh nothing.
Right before he steps into my bedroom, I grab his mask. He dodges my hand, tossing me onto my bed.
A deep laugh rumbles from his chest. “You think you’re clever, trying to see my face. Tsk, tsk.” He stalks closer, waggling his finger before climbing on top of me. “There’s no escape from me.”
I shiver, staring at his masked face. I swear I feel him smirk before he sits back.
My shoes go flying. My pants and panties follow, leaving me naked from the waist down. I squirm against his hands, but he’s much stronger than me.
He moves so his face is above mine, sinking my body deeper into the mattress. Obsession burns in his irises. “Every piece of you belongs to me.”
His words should spark fear and anger. I feel a slight twinge of it, but I’m too overcome by lust and desire.
The masked man tugs my shirt overhead, then yanks mybra off. His eyes are on mine as he tosses them onto the floor, his hands cupping my breasts, pushing them together before teasing my nipples with his thumbs.
A moan slips out as I arch my back, wanting more.
He emits a low growl. “Such a needy girl.”
Lowering his head, he rubs his masked face over my pebbled nipples. I gasp from the sensation, my hands trying to grip his head. But he grabs them, shoving them overhead. “Impatient as hell.”
He gets off me, and I protest until he comes back with the belt from my robe. He ties my wrists together while I squirm on the mattress, fear coursing through me.
“Don’t worry, little prey. I promise you’ll enjoy it.”
He roughly pinches my nipple before rubbing it. I gasp and then moan. His dark chuckle washes over me. “Thought you said I wasn’t gonna see how wet you are?” He spreads my legs wide, revealing my dripping pussy. “Look how fucking soaked you are.”