Page 172 of Vile Boys

“More than you like touching me?”

She pulls the chain around my neck, and it tightens the noose.

I gulp. “I have no choice.”

“Right … because you wanted to tie yourself up to protect me,” she says, abruptly stopping to lean in and hover over my lips so dangerously close I can almost taste her. “But haven’t I told you …” Her lips brush mine, and I’m nearly close enough to kiss her. Just barely, and she knows. She’s purposely drawing out my hunger, and fuck me, am I famished for those beautiful lips.

Her eyes burst open just to watch me suffer. “I’m not scared of anyone.”

She grabs the pillow and stuffs it into my face, but I can still feel her ride me, still hear her fingers play with herself.

Her moans reverberate through the room and my ears, and my breathing grows rapid while she uses me to her heart’s content. I can’t breathe, can’t even think, as her pussy begins to contract around my shaft, and her body quakeson top of me.

But I am unable to see the beauty of her last moan as she comes all over me.

I pulsate inside her, cum shooting out along with my stifled moans, and I almost faint from sheer exhaustion.

She pulls the pillow away just in time, and my eyelids rapidly blink like a wild animal after it’s been hunted in the dark. She’s already lifted herself off me, but I can’t focus on anything as the only thing I see are tits right up in my face. I tilt my head, desperate to lick her nipples, but she’s just out of reach as she leans over to grab something off my nightstand … and out of the first drawer.

My eyes widen.

Her phone.

Fuck, I forgot it was there.

She leans back and hovers near my ear, her breath sending goose bumps down my spine all over, as she whispers, “I hope you enjoyed the nonexistent show.”

My eyes narrow, but she still gets off me, and I’m left utterly confused.

“Wait, what? That was it?” I gasp.

She flaunts the key card between two fingers, and my heart shatters into tiny pieces.

“You tricked me,” I say, feeling wounded.

“I gave you what you gave me,” she muses, winking. “A betrayal for a betrayal.”

I let out an audible gasp.

When she waltzes off, I put all my weight into tearing at the metal around my wrists. “Wait. You’re not just going to leave me here, are you?”

She pauses, staring at the door, the aura surrounding her suddenly shifting into an arctic ice, scaring even me. “Are you going to help me kill Ares?” Even her voice has changed.

“Icannot. You know why.”

“Then you’re just as much of a prisoner in this house as I am,” she says, marching out the door.

Holy shit, have I underestimated her.

Good God. What a girl.

Now I’m definitely rooting for her to kill him …

Before he kills me when he finds me like this.

But damn, it was worth every second.

CALEB

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