Page 14 of Mark & Don't Tell

As I reach for the door, something deeper in the room scuffs across the floor. Gasping, I spin and search the space, heart rate kicking up as darkness is all that greets me.

“Are you here?” I ask.

He doesn’t answer.

I glance at the door. Maybe it’s in my head. Maybe I should cut my losses before I really hurt my own feelings.

But that soft sound comes again, and this time, it’s closer.

Holy shit. I suck in a breath and frantically look from side to side. He’s here. He’s fucking here, and I’m out in the open, easy to pick off. Fuck, fuck, fuck. I take a few unsteady steps forward, head on a swivel, but I can’t see much beyond what’s right in front of me.

“Should’ve stayed hidden.” His voice comes from right above me.

Eyes wide, I glance up with a gasp. He’s crouched on that six-foot-high platform, grinning down at me. I stumble back, and he releases a soft, pleased chuckle.

“Time to run, little doe.”

And then he jumps.

Seven

VIC

It’s too dark to really make out the surprise on her face, but she squeals and runs toward the back wall. My lips peel back in a hungry smile. Such a good listener. I chase her, easily closing the distance, but she cuts to the side before I can grab her. I pivot and follow her around three barriers. A growl slips past my lips as I catch a glimpse of her crawling through a little cutout.

Fucking. Vixen.

My blood is hot in my veins as I dive after her, managing to graze my fingers over her ankle. She took off her heels. Scrambling away, she sets off toward the front of the room, and I growl as I shove myself through the little hole.

If she reaches for that door again...no. I don’t let myself finish that thought. Instead, I sprint after her, this time catching her around the waist. “Gotcha.” She moans as I slam her back against my front, and one of my hands finds her throat and the other cups her cunt, holding her prone in my arms.

Her pulse is frantic against my palm, making my balls tighten.

I slide my fingers under her teddy as I drag her back into the depths of the room, stroking over the soaking lacy material covering her. “You almost got away,” I whisper in her ear. “But remember what I told you?”

“I’m yours?” she rasps.

Pride swelling in my chest, I shove the thong aside, stopping next to the obstacle that reaches up to my hips. She’s soaked for me already, and I glide my fingers through her slick, biting back a groan. “Fuck, you’re so wet,” I tell her right as I find her clit.

She bucks into my hand as I tease over the sensitive spot. “Oh my god.”

“He’s not here.” I spear two fingers into her cunt, dropping my nose to her neck and breathing in. I know I won’t find her scent, but instincts are hard to fight, and she trembles as I try to search for it, exhaling hot air over her skin as she clenches around my digits. She’s so eager.

Extracting my fingers, I bring them to her mouth and paint her lips. She parts without needing to be told. Fuck, that’s hot. I push into her mouth, and she immediately seals her lips around them, rolling her tongue over my skin and tasting herself with a throaty moan.

I move the hand around her throat down to her thong, grasping the flimsy material and shoving it down her legs. She shimmies her thighs, that full ass grinding over my cock with the movement, to help take it off. Pumping my fingers into her mouth like I would my cock, I keep her right where she is and peel off the teddy, leaving her in just her bra full of our toys.

Guiding her forward, I lead her closer to the obstacle until she’s pinned between it and me. I pull my fingers from her mouth and reach into her bra, grabbing the clit teaser first. The toy vibrates to life when I press the silver button on the bottom. Starting at her stomach, I slowly drag it down her body, reveling in the way she trembles as I get closer to where she wants me.

Her hair is soft against my palm as I grab a fistful, wrenching her head to the side. I brush my lips over her fluttering pulse, then press the teaser to her clit, chuckling against her skin when her hips buck at the sudden sensation. So responsive. I graze my teeth over her neck and gently roll the clit teaser back and forth, giving her only moments of reprieve from the vibrations before the toy centers over the bundle of nerves.

She whimpers, and I bite down on her neck, not hard enough to give her a true mark, of course, but enough to leave a mark of a different kind. I want her covered in bruises by the time I’m done with her. Little reminders of who has control.

“Yessss,” she rasps, rocking her hips against my hand and the toy as I suckle at where I bit her.

Oh, no, little doe. You’re not in control of the pace. With a wicked smile, I release her hair and cup her breast instead, kneading it and dropping my head onto her shoulder. “Mmm, what a pretty pet you are.” I part her with two of my fingers and hold the toy right over that sensitive spot, clicking the button to make it vibrate even harder.

Unintelligible noises tumble past those lush lips, but she’s stopped rocking into it. Her body tightens in my arms, and she tries to shy away from the orgasm. I squeeze her tit and grind my cock against her ass. “You can’t hide from this,” I murmur, sliding the teaser back and forth over her. “You’re going to take everything I give you, aren’t you?”

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