This is wrong.
It is so wrong.
What am I doing?
I reach forward, gripping his head with my hands, trying to pull him away, but he doesn’t move. He continues to lick and suck as if he’s eating a damn ice cream cone.
I feel it, it’s there—the tip of the breaking point.
I want to explode.
The pleasure too much to bear.
Master flicks his tongue against my clit, and that’s my undoing. I’m lost. I’m floating into the sky, my breathing coming out in loud pants. I beg, I swear, and I rub my pussy against his face.
That’s when I hear a phone ringing in the distance and realize it’s his. Master ignores it while he continues to devour me.
It rings again.
Then again.
Then there’s a loud explosion in the distance and gunshots ring out.
I scream loudly.
Master jumps to his feet.
I cover my ears with my hands and shut my eyes as the shots ringing out around me are becoming closer and closer.
Master adjusts himself, picks up his cell to make a call when suddenly a man walks toward us with a gun to Gail’s head.
I’m lying on the ground practically naked, and when I look up, and I don’t believe what I see.
It’s him.
Am I hallucinating?
Has this orgasm I’ve just had made me see things?
RHYDER
What the fuck!
Is that Lexi naked and flushed with passion?
No, it can’t be.
No… he must have been raping her.
I point my gun at the fucker who’s standing there with his cell in his hand and wrap my arm around the woman’s neck instead. She cries out, and the fucker places his hands up.
“You don’t want to do this. Do you know who I am?”
“Do I know who you are? How’s this for an answer… I don’t give a fuck.” I look down at Lexi who’s quickly doing up her dress. “Are you okay, baby?”
She looks up at me confused.
What’s happened here?