“Not yet. We’ll find out how long you can last. That’s the game.”
“I don’t want to play this cruel game.” I wouldn’t last longer than a few seconds.
He dug his fingers into my thighs.
“Don’t talk back, Red.”
I gasped and buckled under him as he gripped my thighs tighter, keeping me in place. I could feel the heat of his stare, despite the blindfold. “What a pretty pussy. I want to live between your legs.”
“Ryden,” I moaned when he increased the speed, sending my body into a shock of pleasure and his tongue went to my clit, pressing, prodding.
“Scream my name, Yara.”
“What if someone hears?” I whispered, suddenly feeling bashful. This was my place of work.
“Let them hear. Let them know who you belong to,” he said, his voice filled with greed and possessiveness.
“Ryden. Aaahh.”
The vibrator stopped before I could explode, and he pulled it out of me. I shuddered when I felt his fingers replacing the toy. “Taste it.” He pressed his fingers to my lips, and I sucked his finger with a groan. His laughter was dark, indulgent.
“Little Killer?” I felt his cock rubbing against my opening, exploring.
“Yes.” He thrust his cock in, and it was the best possible feeling. “Faster,” I ordered. His moan mixed with mine as he moved in and out, fast, faster. I moved along, trying to find release. I was at the edge of a cliff of pleasure and desperate to fall.
My pussy went tight around him, and Ryden grunted, trying so hard not to come. But I didn’t want to wait anymore.
“I want to mark you.” He bit my shoulder as he increased his pace. “Claim you. Hurt you.”
“Do it.”
“Yara…” The scream that came out of him was so loud I was sure the whole building heard it.
His body trembled as we came together. When I removed my blindfold, Ryden was staring at me with something… something that made me want to run. I should have run…
But I stayed.
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YARA
He pressed a kiss to my right eye with a tender smile before he stood up. Pushing the strange feeling away, I lay there for another second, just waiting to come down from the pleasure high.
Ryden removed his condom and walked to the attached bathroom, and I followed him in. He was running his fingers along his cock, washing it with water when I entered.
“Do you want help?” I smirked, grabbing his cock in my hand and he went hard. “Still?” I teased, when he pried my fingers away and quickly pulled his boxers up.
“If we do this, we’ll never stop,” he pressed a quick kiss to my lips before walking out. After washing myself, I stared at my reflection in the mirror. Flushed, smiling… Shaking my head, I walked out.
I sat next to Ryden and took the file from him. He leaned against my shoulder and pressed a quick kiss to my cheek.
“So?” Ryden asked. “What do you see?”
“Sofia was left in the local swimming pool, wasn’t she? The COD is blunt force trauma and strangulation. He used his hands to strangle her.” I winced. “Oh, she looks so young. Fucker. I wish I could…” I stopped halfway. I couldn’t tell him what I wanted to tell him.
“She was nineteen. She just got her acceptance letter from Yale. She would have made a difference in her family.” Ryden spat out.