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With a swift motion, I press the muzzle against her throat, the pressure of the barrel making her gulp.
“If you think you can get rid of me that easily, try again, little liar,” I murmur into her ear.
Her breath catches in her throat, and I wrap my palm around it, squeezing until she struggles to inhale. I pin her further against the wall, lifting her off the ground. She scratches at my hands to let her go, but instead, I lean in and crash my lips against hers.
I place the gun back in my waistband and reach between her legs, shoving her panties to the side with two fingers, connecting with her warmth. She lets out a strangled moan. Pushing past her wet folds, I press my digits into her pussy. Her entire body freezes at the intrusion.
My grasp on her neck is still strong, her gurgles mixing with her whimpers.
“I hope you choke as I’m fucking you with my fingers, astéri mou. The air you breathe is mine,” I begin, my voice low. “Your every inhale and exhale are bound to me,” I add, shoving my digits deeper into her warm hole, eliciting a cry from her. “Your oxygen, your life—it all belongs to me.”
My grip tightens slightly around Aria’s throat, and I feel her struggle beneath me. Panic flickers in her eyes as she’s losing too much air. Her movements become frantic, her attempts to pry my fingers away grow desperate.
But I can’t stop.
Something dark within me drives me forward, a primal urge that drowns out reason.
A sickening thrill I can’t deny myself.
Her body grows weaker, and I let her go, still pinning her to the wall.
She gasps for air, finally able to take in a full breath. Her eyes widen in fear, but there’s something else there too—arousal.
My fingers keep up with the ministrations until her legs start to shake, her entire body withering in my grasp.
Aria shouts, her eyes rolling back, and I don’t care if anyone hears. I can’t tear my gaze from the sight.
When she finally comes down from the orgasm, I kiss her hard, nipping at her bottom lip, and she squeals. A droplet of blood forms, and I lick it clean.
Aria shudders, and I press myself between her legs, letting her feel my hardened cock.
“You’re fucking mine, Aria. Never forget that. No matter how hard you try to play house with your fiancé, you’ll always belong to me.”
I put her down, and she takes several breaths to compose herself.
I trail kisses down her neck, inhaling after every peck, getting high on her scent. “Do you know how badly I wanted to blow his brains out in that café and fuck you over the table in his blood?” Her breath hitches. Bending to my knees, I slip my hands up her skirt and grab handfuls of her plump ass.
I’m transfixed by the sight of Aria’s long, slender legs. They seem to stretch on for miles, and I just want them wrapped around my waist as I drill into her perfect pussy.
She gasps for air when my mouth connects with her mound over her panties.
“Fuck, astéri mou. You look like a little slut in this skirt. You shouldn’t wear clothes like this around me. It makes me feral.” I let out a growl. “I’ve been hungry for your cunt ever since I first tasted you,” I say, placing kisses along her inner thighs. “I want to devour you.”
Aria shoves my head away and closes her legs. “Fuck! We can’t keep doing this,” she hisses in a panic. “Especially not here in broad daylight. Anyone could see us.”
“Isn’t that part of the fun?” I tease.
The hint of a scowl forms on her brow. “Stop.”
“Please.” Pushing her wet panties to the side again, I let my nose trail her clit, and her knees buckle. “I’m begging you, baby. Let me have the honor of tasting you again.”
I don’t know who I am anymore. Begging?
A moan escapes her lips and her fingers tangle in my hair, a half-assed attempt to push me away and pull me closer.
“I’m dying here, Riri baby,” I breathe against her pussy, her skin erupting in goosebumps.
Her resolve begins to crack, the lines of tension on her face softening. Though Aria is strong-willed, determined to stand her ground against me, I know she can’t resist this thing—this pull—between us.
