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“Me too, baby. I love you. Now, hush.”
Soon, I’ll rip off her speaking abilities and I won’t be nice about it.
I’ll take everything from her, until there’ll be only me.
I pull out of Leighton, put on my jeans, and stalk to the closet.
Since we’re going to be filthy, I’m going all out. I grab a white see-through mini lace dress off one of the hangers. With her garment slung over my shoulder, I retrieve the set of ropes I used on Leighton when we just got here.
When I return to the room, a million questions brim behind Leighton’s eyes. Ones she silences.
“Stand up,” I order, and she obeys.
Placing the ropes on the bed, I help her into the dress. Every detail has to be just right. I don’t rush as I adjust the thin straps on Leighton’s shoulders. Careful to avoid the open wound where I carved our initials.
Once I’m done, I step back to admire her.
Leighton’s bed hair is a wild mess of pink waves. There are streaks of dried tears on her cheeks. Her swollen lips are parted for me. The laceration across her collarbone is shallow, looking a lot like a thin red necklace. I make a mental note to get her one in the future.
Then there’s the dress itself. Leighton’s nipples and abused pussy are visible beneath the thin lace. The dress itself hugs my woman’s seductive curves like I knew it would.
It’s short. Real fucking short. I see my cum trickling down her thigh, that’s how short it is.
I clench my hands into fists. I’m struggling to keep my dick in my jeans when all I can think of is burying myself inside her.
“My little doll.” In four steps, I’m hovering over her. My nose traces the scent of her salty tears, my tongue tasting them. “You’re playing a dangerous game. Asking me the things you do.”
Her answer is her silence.
I could be nice. I could carry her into a trance slowly.
Too bad I’m not in a nice mood.
My baby might be inside her, so I won’t do anything to endanger either of them.
But her mind? That’s mine to mess with.
“Moon,” I whisper with my arm wrapped around her back.
Her resistance vanishes in an instant. I hold her body upright, hauling her to my front and grabbing her jaw.
I have to check on her. “We’re having fun so far, aren’t we, Leighton?”
She blinks once.
“Yeah, you love being my plaything.” Relieved, I slide my fingers into her hair, parting the silky strands. “My plastic little hole to fuck.”
I have her chest pinned to mine and I feel her heart. It beats at a slow, measured pace. When I slither my hand down her body, under the hem of her dress, she’s dripping. This isn’t just my cum. It’s her.
My lips quirk to the side in an evil smirk.
“You’re boneless. Have a hard time staying up. Let me make you comfortable.” Her toes scrape on the floor as I drag her to the center of the room. “There we are. You’re going to keep being good. You’ll stand here and wait for your master.”
Understanding shines behind her glassy eyes. I loosen my hold on her inch by inch, watching to see if she falters. She doesn’t. Her knees aren’t wobbly. She holds perfectly still.
I’m hot as fuck for her. Want to defile her. Use her and tear into every hole in her body.
I’m also driven out of my mind with love for Leighton.
