Page 9 of Body Tox

“Fuck you are drenched for me, Echo.”

I whimpered, so fucking heated I felt like I would burn her.

She brought me so close with her tongue, laving my juices and masterfully fingering me so profoundly.

Despite my desperate need to come, as always, I was left on the edge, the very peak of the roller coaster, unable to fall over it. I growled and pushed Cali’s face harder into my heat, grinding on her tongue, drowning her in the river of my pussy.

“Fuck!” I bucked my hips, desperate to feel the release.

With Cali being distracted, I turned my head away from her, facing toward my closet. Pulling my wrist away from her view, I dipped my arm below the side of the bed.

With one quick motion of my sharp, polished nails, I slid it over my skin and watched the blood well from the slice on my wrist. It slipped down my palm and dripped onto my carpet. The euphoric burn ignited inside me, causing my body to buck and writhe, the orgasm finally consuming me.

Iwas dumbfounded, my body fucking vibrating from the scene before me.

Holy fuck.

Two women fucking was enough to get my blood roiling, but to see the tempting target come…was enrapturing. Even more so to see she needed something extra to achieve her orgasm.

My target, the dangerous, naughty Little Wraith…She needed to bleed.

I gripped my dick in my pants. The painful angle at which it was bent was too much to handle. The girls weren’t done. They were grinding into each other. Their little plaid skirts hiked upon their thighs. The one female had a dark complexion, and the contrast to my target’s porcelain skin was breathtaking.

Their crescendo of moans was enough to drive any man mad. I was already a fucking animal. I shamelessly stroked my cock to their song of pleasure. Remembering what the dangerous troublemaker looked like in that fancy restaurant, I got even harder.

Fuck this closet for blocking the scene in front of me. I tried to cool myself off, physically blowing air up onto my bangs. If I didn’t want to be caught like a Peeping Tom, then I had to sit still like a good boy, but goddamn, if I didn’t want to bust out of this fucking vomit color of clothes and dominate both their cunts.

How long would these two fuck?

I growled, giving up. My resistance was futile. I pulled my cock free and started stroking myself harder. That all too familiar feeling of my balls getting nice and tight, ready to release.

“Please make me come again. My god, Echo, that tongue is a fucking weapon!”

I zoned into the moans and suctioning sounds of wet pussy, spitting on my hand to imagine that wetness coating me instead.

“Holy fuck,” I whispered to the darkness. At the same time, the woman came all over the pretty blonde’s face.

The look on my target’s face was…otherworldly. She had come dripping down her chest as she smiled and licked her lips.

It was no secret that men were easier to get off, so seeing her expertise in making a woman come so hard was cruel. It cemented the fact that she would have men losing their balls from coming so hard.

How would her mouth feel on me? More importantly…how would the Little Wraith taste? That smile on her porcelain skin was wicked. She knew how fucking good she was, and for some reason that pissed me off.

I wanted to shove her down until she was choking on my cock’s size. I looked down at my hand. My cock in my grip. I would fucking choke her, all right. My thickness would leave a nice bulge in her throat.

I wouldn’t let her breathe until she was fading.

She would have to fucking beg me to stop, and even then, it was a toss-up if I would or if I would complete my mission right then and there.

That would be a mercy, wouldn’t it? Death by dick.

I chuckled to myself, the vibration in my chest creating a nice sensation to my stroking.

I couldn’t fucking see them all that well. They were rolling around like rabid animals for one another. I sighed and ran my hand through my short, faded hair. My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I got a delicious idea. Ignoring the text, I swiped to the screen of the target’s phone. Fumbling with the apps until I pulled up the photos of Echo Svenson. A girl so full of herself surely had some nudes, right?

It didn’t take long to find her private folder, and sure enough, her ethereal body came into view on my screen.

She was a lean, tall, beautiful woman. The fact that she was skinny didn’t hide the tone of her body, the lushness of her breasts.

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