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I set a brutal pace, pounding into her relentlessly, my eyes falling shut as I lose myself in the pleasure. Tilly is moaning, her body pushing back to meet my thrusts.

Reaching around, I find her clit with my thumb, rubbing in tight circles, wanting to drive her over the edge again. “That’s it, baby,” I encourage, my voice hoarse. “Come all over my cock.”

Her pussy clenches around me, and she cries out, her body shaking as another orgasm rips through her.

“Fuck, yes!” I growl, my orgasm building as I feel her tightness milking my cock. “Take it, baby. Take all of me.”

With a harsh groan, I release, my cock twitching as I fill her pussy with my release. I feel her walls pulsing around me, and I lean over her, wrapping my arms around her as I bury my face in her hair, riding out the waves of pleasure.

“That was—” she begins, her voice breathless.

“Incredible,” I finish for her, pulling out of her and gently guiding her onto her back.

She laughs, her eyes sparkling. “That’s one word for it.”

Pulling her into my arms, I kiss her softly, feeling at peace. “Get some rest, baby,” I murmur, stroking her hair.

Tilly snuggles into my side, her breath evening out as she drifts to sleep. I stay awake a little longer, just watching her, feeling a swell of protective emotion in my chest. She’s been through so much, yet she’s still in my arms.

And there’s no way in hell I’m ever letting her go.

25

TILLY

The guilt is eating me alive.

I sit at the small table, watching Phoenix prepare our dinner. The nervous flutter in my chest surprises me. I don’t want to admit it, but I’m getting comfortable here—and that terrifies me.

He glances over, those piercing eyes seeing right through me. “Something on your mind, baby?” He walks over, dries his hands on a towel, and pulls me into his arms.

It’s been two weeks since I escaped that night. I felt the rush of freedom as I ran through the shadows, so close to escaping. But somehow, he found me. Again.

When he touches me, my body betrays me. Every kiss, every caress, every invasion of my body... it’s like a drug I can’t get enough of. I come harder than I ever have before, crying out his name. A part of me hates myself for it, but I can’t seem to stop.

My thoughts drift to my friends and my family. Are they mourning me? Do they think I’m dead? A sick feeling washes over me. While they grieve, I’m here, riding this madman’s cock and letting him fill me with his cum daily, multiple times a day. Letting him dominate me until I’m screaming his name.

I push the thoughts away. I can’t think about that right now. The guilt is overwhelming when I do. I want to drown in Phoenix and how he makes me feel.

His hands trail down my arms, a comforting gesture.

“Feel like helping me with some coding tonight?” He asks.

“You know I love our lessons,” I reply, trying to sound casual despite how my heart rate picks up. It’s true. I’ve learned more from Phoenix in two weeks than in all my college classes.

He smirks, clearly aware of the effect he has on me. “Good girl. Get set up while I finish prepping for tomorrow’s move.”

As I power on the impressive rig he’s assembled, I can’t help but feel a twinge of sadness. We’ll leave this town soon, putting even more distance between me and my home in Oakridge. A part of me still yearns for that life, the familiarity and comfort of my friends and family.

But then Phoenix returns, his presence commanding my full attention. He leans over me, his body radiating heat as he guides me through the next set of coding challenges. His scent, that intoxicating blend of sandalwood and something uniquely him, surrounds me. My focus narrowsto the lines of code in front of me and the rumble of his voice in my ear.

As we work, our bodies brush against each other, sending sparks of electricity through me. I fight the urge to turn and capture his lips with mine, losing myself in the all-consuming desire he ignites.

Because as terrifying as this situation is, as much as a part of me still rebels against it, I can’t deny my connection to this brilliant, dangerous man. He’s awakened something primal in me, a craving I can’t seem to satiate no matter how many times he claims me.

In these quiet moments, just the two of us are lost in the world of code. I can almost forget the guilt and fear that constantly gnaw at me.

“Fuck!” Phoenix growls.

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