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“What else do you want me to do, Ryden? I tried everything.” I groaned as I threw the phone down next to the vibrator, staring at the dark skies filled with stars.
Maybe black magic will work. Kat’s sarcastic voice was interrupted by the sound of the vibration. I whirled around, and my eyes widened. My fingers trembled when I grabbed the vibrator with a moan.
“Oh, fucking finally, Mr. Sinclair.” My breath came out in a short gasp.
Closing my eyes, I pressed my heated forehead against the glass window that had turned misty from my steamy breath. Taking a calming breath, I pushed the vibrator in until it was snug between my thighs, pulsing inside my pussy.
He wasn’t going as high as he could, but… my eyes were already rolling into my head thinking about him, burning with desire for me. He did take the bait.
Pleasure built as the toy pulsed inside me, teasing my nerves. Slow, slow… My skin burned; my breath stuttered. When I least expected it, he pushed me all the way up. My legs quivered, and I slumped on my bed with a gasp that was followed by a scream that broke the quiet night.
“Now I want the real thing.”
Just one taste of sin. Just one hard bite. Just a punishing touch. It’d be more than enough to put him out of my head, but because he resisted, I craved it more.
My need for him was as primal and compulsive as my need for killing. I just wanted to take him once, in the dark, in secret and sin. Touch him, bleed him, conquer him, and then I would let him go back to his fucking life.
“Just once.”
My heart galloped as the vibrator slowed once again, pulling me down from the high before it slowly went up plus one, plus two. Now he was creating a slow, soft rhythm, pushing me to the edge, pulling me down, pushing me again, and then he suddenly shoved me off the cliff like a freaking madman he was.
“Fuck. Oh, Ryden.”
I came undone when the toy finally went still inside me. Completely spent, I closed my eyes, smiling.
Grabbing a phone, I typed a quick text.
That felt so good. I wish you could have seen me, heard me screaming so loud for you.
He read it, but of course, once again, he ignored my message.
“Run, Ryden Sinclair, run, but I’ll catch you eventually, and we both know it.”
I slept so peacefully that night, but the peace shifted into anger the moment I grabbed the newspaper. He was fucking back.
The Strangler Strikes Again.
I stared at the newspaper, my heart burning with rage, when someone pounded against my door. I opened the door to find Irene standing there, her eyes bloodshot, her nose red, her clothes wrinkled.
She must have read the news before she came here. She was shaking so hard when I pulled her into a hug.
“When did you see it?” I asked, pushing her to the couch.
“Today,” she said. “And I took the bus right away. I can’t…”
“I know, Re-Re, I know.”
“Why haven’t they caught him yet?” She sniffled, wiping her nose against her sleeves, her eyes ablaze with rage. So much rage that it made me fear for her sanity.
I had thought about how being with someone like me, being the only one who carried my secrets, would be hard for her, and her mental health, but she had assured me that I was the safest, sanest place in this world for her.
Even though a part of me knew that wasn’t the full truth, it was hard for me to let her go. She was the last of the threads that was holding me from devolving. She was my last connection to Katelyn, humanity, and reality.
The moment she decided to walk away from me would be the moment I’d completely fall apart and dissipate. I wasn’t ready for that just yet. I had so much to do before that.
“Because he’s smart. They call him a madman, but the detectives are wrong. He’s clever, and he knows his game. And it’s HIS game.”
“That’s why he’s still killing,” she said as she slammed her hands against the coffee table with a snarl. She was usually the calm one, the one who pulled me up when the waves of anger fought to drown me. “That’s why he’ll keep killing until… you find him and stop him.”
