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I grab my ghost blanket off the couch and another blanket from the linen closet. It’s grey, significantly less fuzzy, and doesn’t have a great snuggle factor, but it will have to do. I strip and collapse into bed, eager to have sleep wash away the shitty ending to this day.

Chapter Thirty-Seven

Ghost

She looks so peaceful when she sleeps. I almost hate to wake her.

Almost.

I stand at her bedside and inch the blanket down her body. She doesn’t even stir as I expose her naked form to the open air. She’s laying on her belly with one leg up, every sinful part of her available to the monster salivating inside of me. My fingers trace down her spine and over the curve of her plump ass. I’m growing to hate this ruse I’ve constructed. Being two people, it’s not all I thought it would be. I hated having to pull the mask over my face before I walked onto her property. I absolutely loathe wearing those fucking gloves, unable to feel her skin beneath mine whenever I’m graced with the opportunity to touch her. Don’t even get me started on having to wear long sleeves whenever I’m around her. It’s the middle of summer and I’m sure I almost passed out from heat stroke this afternoon.

My fingers trail down into her slit, she’s already so wet. Were you dreaming of me, little siren?

I slowly sink my fingers into her slick hole. I fuck her at a leisurely pace until she starts to moan, on the cusp of both waking up and climaxing. I slip my fingers from within her heat and free my cock that’s been aching since I picked her up this afternoon.

I coat myself in her desire. I’m more than ready to fuck her until she can’t walk, but before I move to slam inside her, a twisted little idea pops into my head.

Gently moving between her spread legs, I start to stroke myself. I pull out my phone and hit record. I close in on her beautiful sleeping face then pan the camera down her body. Finally focusing in on her exposed pussy with my dick just centimetres away from it. I switch the camera to front facing and watch myself jerk off, panting her name into the quiet room. Still, she continues to sleep. Flipping the camera mode back around, I record myself slipping two fingers inside her. Slow thrusts as to not wake her fully and she breathes out a quiet moan.

“Do you hear that, little siren?” I whisper. “Even in unconsciousness your soul calls out to mine. It belongs to me. You belong to me,” I growl. I watch the phone screen as I pull my fingers from her and wrap them around my dick. With her gorgeous pink centre on display just for me, it’s embarrassingly easy for me to almost reach release. But first, let’s play 'just the tip'. I slip just the head of my cock inside her as a shudder works through me. Refraining from fully sheathing myself inside her is a battle I’m not optimistic in winning.

I pull out and sink back in. Repeatedly, until I’m about to blow my load. I hold the tip at her entrance and watch my cum shoot inside her. I pull back and let the rest of my seed paint her porcelain skin, ending the video with a close up of my cream leaking out of her. I can’t wait to send that to her when she least expects it.

I massage the little puddles of my cum into her skin and collect the remnants of what’s running down the backs of her thighs to stuff back into her waiting pussy. Drops of my semen leak out of her and I swipe them up onto my fingers before slipping them inside her, coating her with me both inside and out.

As smoothly as I can muster, I rise from the mattress. I strip off everything except the mask. I’m going to take her, and feel almost every inch of her skin against mine as I do it.

I stroke my overly sensitive dick until I’m hard and ready to go again. Forcing it upon myself because I’m nowhere close to being done with her. I doubt I ever will be.

No longer worried about rousing her from her slumber, I crawl over her. I brace myself with my left hand while I grasp my shaft in the other. I swipe the head of my erection between her pussy lips, collecting our combined slickness. She’s almost awake now, stirring beneath me. I’m becoming more desperate for her with each pass through her dripping slit. She stretches and arches her ass up.

Perfect.

No longer able to tolerate this agonizing display of restraint, I descend into her tight little cunt.

She cries out at the rough intrusion. Initially tensing but then melting into the lust that swirls around us. I fuck her hard and slow. Her walls constricting around my erection as I drag it in and out of her. Now that I’ve already ejaculated once, I am going to fuck her all night, so ruthlessly that she’ll feel me every time she moves, hopefully for days after this since I’m going to nightshift for the week. I hate that I won’t be around but I’ll sneak a visit here and there.

“Glad to know you’re not mad at me anymore.” She struggles to get the phrase out between the hard juts of my hips into her ass. What is she talking about?

“Whatever do you mean, little siren?” I feel her tense beneath me, her pussy clamps down around my cock as she battles some internal fear.

“Did you think I wouldn’t come to punish you for spending the day with the cop?” I pick up the pace of my thrusts, eager to have her fall apart around me multiple times tonight. That must be what she’s worried about, that I will hurt him for taking her from me. Not this time, I’ll let it slide.

“I don’t know…I just figured…” Whatever she was going to say dissolves into a sound of pleasure. I’m desperate to know what she was going to say, so I painfully slow the rhythm of our fucking to a gentle circling of my hips.

“What were you going to say, baby?” I ask.

“You’re maddening,” she groans.

I drop my weight onto her and she squeals. “What was that, Mallory?”

“Ghost you’re crushing me, you mammoth!” I laugh but stifle the sound. Another annoyance of playing this part, I can’t feel the moments I have with her to their full extent.

I work my arm under her middle and roll us. Her head rests on my shoulder as she lays on top of me.

“Tell me what you were going to say and I’ll let you cum,” I taunt. Dangling the chum in front of a starving shark. She’s been worked up from my kisses all day and I know she will fuck me mercilessly because of Nox turning her down.

“When I saw you earlier… I just got the feeling you wouldn’t be coming back. I could feel how upset you were with me.” I can hear the emotion in her voice, see it in the way her pulse thrums in her neck as she wrings her hands on her chest.

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