Page 66 of Under Control

But that’s where I am now, trapped down at the bottom of this hole, and she’s my only light.

Karine stirs. The motion of my strokes must’ve woken her. She looks at me, blinking sleep from her eyes, and smiles slightly. “Morning,” she says, groggy.

I’m still fucking hard.

That’s how sick for her I am.

“Morning,” I say, stroking slower now.

Her eyes move down my bare chest and widen when she notices what I’m doing.

I have no embarrassment, no shame, nothing but desire for this girl.

She licks her lips.

“Were you watching me sleep and touching yourself?” she whispers.

“Yes,” I tell her truthfully. “Does that bother you?”

“It probably should… but no, not really.”

“Good.” She reaches for me, but I tell her to stop. “Stay still. Close your eyes.”

“You want me to pretend like I’m still asleep?”

“Yes,” I say, voice husky. What is wrong with me? Why am I like this?

It’s because she’s so pure like that.

Her eyes close. Her mouth opens slightly, and it’s good enough. I groan as I shift my position and get onto my knees, freeing my cock and stroking myself faster, rubbing my precum down my shaft.

It’s her light. Her brightness. It’s the way she banishes the shadows of my mind whenever she’s around. I canbefor once, I can think and act and desire, without getting lost in the brambles of the dark hell that is my life.

She’s good, and I want to destroy her.

I pull down the sheets. She’s wearing only an old t-shirt with nothing underneath. Her nipples are hard, and she’s breathing fast as I let out a soft growl of bliss. I lean forward and smear the head of my cock against her mouth, wetting her lips, and she whimpers like she’s having a good dream. I look down, and realize her hand’s between her legs.

Stroking her own pussy for me.

Fuck, that does it. I hunch forward as I come on her tits, soaking her shirt against her skin, and her hand moves faster between her legs. She moans, back arching, mouth open, and I rub the head of my cock into her mouth and make her suck me clean as she comes on her own hand, her body shaking and trembling with bliss.

I pull her into my arms. She snuggles in close, breathing hard.

“Good morning,” she whispers, and I can feel her grinning against my chest.

“Good morning,malishka.”

“Do you do that a lot? Get yourself off while I’m sleeping?”

“That was a first.”

“You can wake me up, you know. I mean, unless you like it.”

“I like you. That’s all I care about.” I’m not sure she understands, and it doesn’t matter. Asleep, awake, I don’t care, so long as she’s here with me. So long as she’s mine. “Let’s shower together.”

I clean her off. I’m tender and slow, and soon we’re fucking against the wall again. I fill her to the brim and leave her pussy lips puffy and swollen with bliss. I’m dripping down her leg and mixing with the water on the shower floor. I don’t know how I ever survived without her in my world before right now.

We get out of the shower together, finally clean, and my phone’s ringing on the nightstand. I hurry over to grab it, since nobody calls me this early. The screen says it’s one of my guards, and I realize with a start that he’s supposed to be on duty at Miriam’s house, Karine’s mother.

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