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I mean, for fuck’s sake; I was on my knees in the middle of the woods, taking a stranger’s cock as I sucked my wetness from his fingers like a fucking aphrodisiac, coming repeatedly like a madwoman.

I was free.

“That’s it, Puppet.” He growled in my ear, “I watch you, Puppet. I study you. I perfect myself for your wants and needs.”

“Dane.” I moaned, laying my head on his shoulder as his words of depraved devotion hit me far harder than they should have. He wasn’t normal, he wasn’t sane. But for once, I didn’t care.

“No one will ever make you feel like this, but me.” He pulled the ripped remains of my dress off until I wore only his black see through bra, on the dirt ground between his thighs, taking his cock, and silently begging for more of him. The second his big hand palmed my breast and started toying with my nipple, I shot off again.

“Dane!” I screamed for him. I screamed because of him. I screamed at him.

“That’s it, P.” He growled, circling my clit again and prolonging my orgasm until I couldn’t stop coming even if I wanted to. I neverwanted to. He controlled me perfectly, and I gave into it. “My turn to taste ecstasy.” He pulled out of my body abruptly and stood up, releasing my body completely, and I fell forward on my hands. “Open that pretty mouth, Puppet.” Dane stood in front of me and grabbed and handful of my hair, pulling my head back to look up at him for the first time before pushing his thick cock into my mouth. “Taste us together, baby. Familiarize yourself with it, because you’re going to taste it often.”

I fucking sucked his cock like my life depended on it. I stared up at him in the darkness, but the moon shining above him cast a shadow over his face under the cover of his hood. How the man kept a hood while he fucked me like a rabid animal was beyond me. But I didn’t care. I wanted to see his face, but it wasn’t necessary anymore. Not after I felt him from the inside out.

I swallowed his cock as he pushed it forward to the back of my throat, moaning from how my pussy tasted on his skin and then dug my nails into his jean covered thighs as I twisted my tongue around him on the way off.

“You’re so perfect on your knees with my cock in your mouth, Puppet.” He loosened his hold on my hair and gentled his hand as he trailed it over my cheek as I sucked on the head only of his cock. I was sure I looked like a fucking disaster as I tried to be seductive, thanks to the mud, dirt, tears, and anything else smeared on my skin.

But it didn’t matter, his praise was the only thing I needed.

“I want your come.” Gasping, licking my way up his cock as I stared up into the darkness of his face. “I need it, Dane.”

“I already told you, P, I’m the only one who will ever give you everything you need.” He held the base of his cock tight as I deep throated it over and over again and then pulled back. I couldn’t seehis face but I could feel the power in his body as he towered over me, losing control in pleasure. Pleasure I gave him.

How could I feel so powerful when he repeatedly told me I was his toy to be used?

Because it was Dane, I guessed as he tipped his head back and roared into the dark sky as the first shot of come coated my tongue. With his head tipped back, I could make out the edge of his chiseled jaw, covered with dark whiskers as he pumped my mouth full of come.

And I’d never been more attracted to another human being than I was to Dane at that moment. I swallowed him deeper, letting his come shoot down the back of my throat and stroked the part of his cock I couldn’t take, milking him dry like a good girl. I wanted to be such a good fucking girl for him.

He dropped his chin to his chest as it rose and fell in pants, staring down at me. He brushed his fingers through my hair almost tenderly as I licked his cock gently, cleaning him. I didn’t want it to end, but I knew since we were both satisfied, it was done. So I was just trying to prolong it for a few more seconds.

“Peyton.” He whispered through the darkness, hooking his thumb against my bottom lip as he backed up, pulling himself free.

“Don’t say anything.” I sank back onto my feet there in the dirt as reality started creeping back in around us.

“Why?” He cocked his head to the side as I gingerly got my feet under me and slowly rose onto my feet.

I had nothing on except for the see-through bra, and I, feeling self-conscious, began to mind that he was still fully clothed and staring at me. He turned away and reached around the back of one tree, retrieving a bag that he must have hidden there before everything.

“How did you know where we’d be?” I questioned, as he pulled out a hooded sweatshirt and pajama pants.

“I know everything.” He kneeled at my feet and gently lifted one of my feet up and into the leg of the pants, repeating the same gentle motion with the other before covering my body with the softest fabric I’d ever felt before. He didn’t look up at me though, even though I silently begged him to. “I always will.”

I dutifully lifted my arms as he slid the large hoodie over my head and covered the rest of my nudity. I stared at the fabric of his shirt and then took a step back from him. No words felt right to ruin the night with so I silently backed up another step.

“Go this way.” He stepped to the side and nodded behind him. “There’s a trail that will lead you right back.”

“Okay.” I turned and walked the way he said, and just as I broke through the trees onto the path he told me I’d find, I turned back for one last look. Because regardless of what he said, I knew it would be a onetime thing. Even if my entire body ached for more of the free feeling he gave me, I couldn’t indulge.

I had obligations and expectations back home to fulfill.

I made promises I had no choice but to keep. Even if it’d feel like I was cutting off a physical part of myself to fit into the role they wanted.

Chapter 13- Lincoln

Ipaced back and forth in my office, watching the monitors obsessively as Peyton slept peacefully in her bed. I broke my rule and stalked her in her own bedroom.