Page 20 of Come Out, Come Out, Wherever You Are

She moaned as I sucked her swollen clit between my teeth, which was the sweetest fucking sound—one I needed to hear again, one that made me question why I hadn’t devoured her sooner. I took my time sucking, nibbling, and biting at her sweet pussy. I wanted her to feel me tomorrow and wonder why she was sore.

My dick ached in my jeans as my hips rocked against the sheets. I bit her thigh again, tasting the sweet tang of iron on my tongue, and filled her up with my fingers, pumping her tight virgin cunt.

She was definitely a virgin. No girl was that tight otherwise. Fuck, if that didn’t turn me on more. I wanted to feast on her virginity until her coppery blood coated my lips and fingers while she moaned my name like a greedy slut. I had an obsession with making her bleed. I didn’t know what it was, but she took my fucking breath away when drops of crimson dotted her pale skin like they were now from when I bit her thigh.

Smoothing my thumb through the blood, I leaned down to lick her clean and the taste of iron on my tongue, her taste, drove me fucking wild. I was a monster in her bed, fighting the battle of eating her out or killing her.

One thing was for sure: she made me a psychopath the night she ran me over with her car and left me for dead. I’d been obsessed with her ever since and consumed by the idea of fucking her, hurting her, killing her. Any fucking way I could get my hands on that pretty little body she hid underneath hoodies and baggy jeans.

“You’re making a mess of my face, Skyler,” I groaned before grazing her throbbing clit with my teeth and pinching it between my thumb and finger. “So fucking sweet.”

She moaned again and wriggled her little ass beneath me to get closer to my mouth. I spread her pussy lips and spat on her clit, watching the saliva slide down her puffy cunt. That would be my cum soon, trailing through her soaking folds before I fucked it back inside her with my fingers.

Her pussy gripped me tight, strangling my digits as she came with a loud moan. I should muffle her sounds to stop her from waking her dad, but the thought of him catching me with my face buried in his daughter’s cunt aroused me more.

Skyler finally relaxed against the bed, and I slipped my fingers out from inside her and licked them clean.

Crawling over her body and keeping my weight off her with my elbow beside her head, I palmed my aching dick. I was so fucking turned on, more so than I had ever been, as I stared at her parted lips while rubbing my length through her wet slit.

“I’m gonna fuck you soon,” I promised her, dragging the crown of my dick over her sensitive clit, over and fucking over until she craned her neck. “You’re my little slut, hmm? Begging me to fuck you even when you’re high as a kite on sleeping pills.” Releasing myself, I grabbed her chin hard and sank my teeth into her supple bottom lip. “Soon, baby.”

I straightened back up, kneeling between her legs, and jerked my throbbing dick over her pink pussy.

With my free hand, I slid a finger inside her tight hole and watched it disappear. “You’re so damn tight, Skyler. I’ll break you with my dick.”

Skyler stirred and her long lashes fluttered. I wasn’t worried, though. She wouldn’t wake up for hours.

“That’s it, little killer, strangle my finger like that. Such a good little slut.” The knife lay abandoned beside us on the bed, so I slid my finger out from Skyler and bent down to pick it up.

She whimpered softly in her sleep when I dragged the dull end down her chest, over her gray tee.

Pausing, I watched her supple breasts rise and fall as her peaked nipples strained against the cotton fabric, begging to be touched. I grazed them with the blade while stroking my cock, chasing the release I felt building in strength low in my stomach. My balls drew up tight and my jaw clenched. I jerked my dick harder. Faster.

Fuck… Pleasure burst behind my eyelids and I aimed my dick at her sweet cunt, coating it with white strings of cum. The orgasm went on forever, strangling my voice box in the process.

This girl, this damn girl, with her addictive sounds and tight little body, would be the death of me.

When my breath finally returned to normal, I watched my cum trickle through her soaking folds and between her ass cheeks.

An intense foreign sense of possessiveness washed over me, and I swiped up my cum before fucking it back inside her.

My feelings for this little killer were complicated. I’d spent months obsessing over ways to exact my revenge, and now that I had her splayed out in front of me, I couldn’t decide if I wanted to fuck her dead or slice her throat with my knife.

The urge to bring her pleasure but also pain brought me to my fucking knees. With this girl, one could not exist without the other.

I wasn’t in love with Skyler; this wasn’t some sappy insta-love. It was an obsession, through and through. She ran me over, disposed of my broken body, and thought she could move on like nothing had happened.

Meanwhile, I watched and waited while the nurses changed my casts and sucked my dick. The anticipation built and fucking built until I was so pent up that I couldn’t stay away any longer.

Swiping up more cum, I smeared it over Skyler’s parted lips and cheeks, marking and scenting her like a true psychopath. Fuck knows she made me one. Then I grabbed a small section of her brown hair and sawed it off. She wouldn’t remember this, but I would ensure she knew I’d been here, violating her innocence and taking without asking.

“Mine,” I whispered, leaning down and licking my cum off her lips, tasting myself on her. “All fucking mine.”

CHAPTER

EIGHT

SKYLER

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