Page 24 of Ox

Stalking through her kitchen, I poked through her drawers and looked through her fridge, finding nothing that interested me. Moving on to the bathroom, I breathed in the scent of her soap and body products. That familiar scent of hers caused my cock to lengthen and stiffen along my thigh. It was like she was so close, yet so far away. But I needed more. Another hit of her presence. I longed to be in the place she slept. The most intimate place of all. Her bedroom.

I knew instinctively which room it would be. Pressing open the door, my pulse began to race. My cock was throbbing now. I was so fucking excited it was like I’d done a bump, causing my heart to thud hard and fast in my chest.

Going straight for her closet, I ran my fingers through the clothes hanging there. A red, slinky dress caught my attention then. I imagined what my girl would look like in it, sprawled on top of the mattress waiting for me to rip it off her gorgeous body. Glancing down, I saw a basket of dirty laundry and smiled darkly.

Sifting through the basket, my fingers snagged on something lacy and delicate. A pair of her used panties. Lifting the scrap of black material to my nose, I sniffed long and deep. It smelled just like her lotion with a hint of her skin and sex. My dick gave a convulsive jump as the aroma filled my lungs. The inner animal inside of me swam to the surface and growled for more. I was taking these with me. A prize of sorts, until I could get my hands on the real, living, breathing, woman.

I knew what I had to do then. What Kayla required in order to understand who she belonged to. And what it would take for that fucking giant to realize he couldn’t keep me from her. I was going to mark the place she slept. Let her smell me, like I couldn’t wait to smell her.

Kneeling on her bed, I drew down the zipper of my jeans and my throbbing cock easily sprung free. My fingers wrapped around my thickness and my fist gave it a good choke. Precome seeped from the tip and I smoothed the fluid around the sensitive head until I was shivering for more. Reminding myself I didn’t have much time, I lifted her panties, closed my eyes, and inhaled. As I did, I imagined Kayla on her hands and knees in front of me.

The fantasy wasn’t gentle. I didn’t give her an ounce of leeway. My little princess had avoided me for too long. She needed to be punished for her defiance. To feel my wrath.

The first thing I was going to do was tie her hands behind her back. That way, she’d lose all control. All free will. Then I’d fuck her pretty little mouth until I was half way down her goddamnedthroat. When I saw the tears running down her pink cheeks, I’d toss her onto her stomach, ass in the air, knees spread wide, and make her take every inch of my cock until she was begging for it to end.

My breath began to saw through my chest as I crested toward my hurried orgasm. My hand worked my cock with brutal intensity, until what felt like liquid lava erupted from the tip, spraying the blankets and her pillow with my thick spunk.

Once I’d caught my breath, I cleaned myself off with a tissue from a box on her nightstand. Zipping myself back up, I tucked Kayla’s used panties into my back pocket for later when I could repeat this fantasy over in my mind’s eye at a slower, more teasing pace. Before I left her apartment, I left something else for her to find. Something I knew she’d spot as soon as she walked inside her bedroom door.

An empty Pepsi can. I placed it on her nightstand right next to my used tissue, knowing she’d immediately recognize it was mine. And then, bodyguard or not, she’d know she was mine now too.

Kayla

Laden down with packages,I awkwardly opened my door. The moment I stepped inside, I regretted leaving the safety of the mall. Something was off in here. I could feel it.

Setting my bags down, I hurriedly locked my door and tried not to panic. I’m sure I was just being silly. Nothing was wrong here. Glancing around my apartment, I couldn’t see anything amiss. It was just my anxiety taking control.

My skin began to prickle as I reached into the fridge for a bottle of water. Suddenly dehydrated, I chugged several sips before I felt strong enough to check out the rest of my apartment.

Stopping in the bathroom, I quickly assessed the space and didn’t see anything out of order. Next, I moved on to the bedroom. I’d shut this door before I left for work this morning. Now, it was open. Ox could have something to do with that. However, I highly doubted the man had entered my room without asking first.

Stepping over the threshold, my eyes scanned the room. That’s when I saw it. The can of Pepsi sitting on my nightstand.

Gasping, I covered my silent scream with my hand. Ghost had been in my apartment. There was no denying that fact now.

Approaching the can with caution like it might bite, I noticed crumpled tissues beside it that hadn’t been there before. Then I spotted the splotches of semi-dried liquid on my bed and pillow and nearly gagged when I realized what the foul man had done.

White and black spots popped behind my eyes and I grew dizzy. Afraid I’d pass out, I backed out of the room as fast as my feet could carry me.

Strong hands grasped my shoulders then and I began to scream. Ghost must have been hiding in my apartment all along and meant to end what he started so many months back. Fighting with all the strength I possessed, I lashed out and began to fight for my very life.

SEVEN

Ox

“Kayla, stop!”I commanded, spinning the terrified woman so she could see it was me and not an intruder.

Her eyes were the size of dinner plates when she faced me, the pupils blown so large they appeared cartoonish.

“Ox!” she screeched, when she realized it was me holding her and not Ghost. Wrapping her arms around my middle, she began to shake.

Angry that she was home without me, I quelled my rage as it wasn’t directed at the tiny woman in my arms and would only frighten her further. “Why aren’t you at work, Babe?”

Kayla separated from me and I immediately wanted to tug her back against my chest and smother her close to my skin. “It was dead at the diner so my boss sent me home early. I went to the mall first, because I was afraid to be home alone, but I eventually left after I’d finished my Christmas shopping.”

I should have texted her about Ghost breaking into her apartment, but I’d thought she’d been safe at work and didn’twant to upset her until I knew what that motherfucker had been up to.

“Why didn’t you call me? I would have come and gotten you?” Stroking her cheek, my chest began to constrict when I thought about what could have happened if she’d come home any earlier.

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