Page 71 of Prey

“C’mon, Riley,” his arm hooked around the small of my back and pulled me in tight, my body pressing against his.

“What? Can you handle a trade-off?” I teased, wary that this man could snap my neck and being so close to a man who danced on the fine line between sane and insane.

His hand traveled to the place between my legs and cupped my mound as exhalation coiled in my lungs, spurring him on even more. His covered head lowered as he pressed his mouth against my ear. Warm breath tingled my skin. “I have a knife inmy jeans, Riley. I could…say…cut a hole in your jeans and slide inside you. No need to remove your clothes, is there?”

I swallowed over a lump in my throat, but I refused to back down and show my fear. “I don’t believe you.”

He reached behind him under his black hooded sweater and revealed a long instrument. He then titled the blade to catch the light. I suppressed my gasp. The light bounced off the blade and lit up the whites of his eyes.

“Where do you work, Riley?” he whispered in that scary, steely tone when considering doing something sinister. That heat radiated off him, and as a natural reaction, I stepped away from his sweltering aura and inhaled air into my lungs.

His hand claimed the waistband of my jeans and yanked me back to him. “You won’t do it,” I challenged him. Annika was rearing her blond head now and was eager to see how far he’d go.

“Where do you work, Riley?” he pushed, running the blade down my zipper to my abdomen, and when I moved away from the blade, the hand on the small of my back kept me in place.

“Don’t hurt me,” I breathed as the flat of the blade reached my clit, and he began massaging, and my knees grew weak as my inner thighs pulsated and shivered.

His broad chest heaves in and out as the light caught the whites of his eyes again. “I won’t hurt you, Riley Laws,” he spoke slowly, grinding his teeth. “I promise I will not hurt you.”

I couldn’t see what he was doing with the knife but felt the blade turn and gently cut the fabric. Then, he poked his finger in the tear and ripped it open more as I gasped and panted in both fear and exhilaration. Rourke was Annika’s type, and Riley borrowed him for the night.

I was surprised at how much this was turning me on, and instead of wrestling him away from me so I didn’t get cut, I placed my hand over his crotch to find that he was hard as a rock. An animal emerged as soon as I touched him, and heripped my jeans some more, then pushed my panties aside, “So fucking wet,” he moaned in that deep, sexy voice.

As he worked my clit with those dirty fingers, I unzipped him and pulled out his cock, straight as a rod, and started pumping him.

“Fuck,” he croaked, dropping the knife on the grass, placing his hands on my butt cheeks, and my feet left the ground.

Wrapping my legs around his waist, he drove into me, and I cried out as I rolled my hips, moving over him, as I leaned back on, thrust his abdomen forward, and fell into a rhythm.

His strength was impressive, holding me up like this, and with every inward and outward movement, my pants grew louder. I could hear a group of students nearby, jeering and laughing, but it was too dark to see where they were and if they could see us. But I was so entranced by this man’s dangerous liaison that I didn’t care if they peeked, and I didn’t care if they heard me being pleasured by a masked man.

“You fucking drive me insane,” he muttered as he swayed his hips, driving into me.

“You…are…already…insane,” I reminded him as he felt so damn good inside me due to the angle. His penis pounded my inner walls adding to the visceral sensation, filling me up.

“No,” his reply was blunt and definite as he grunted with every thrust. “The day I first saw you was when I turned insane.”

“I’ll take that…” An elongated sigh poured from my mouth as the orgasm began to ripple down my legs to my shins that were clenching his firm body. “As a compliment.”

He increased the pace, bouncing me off his abdomen as we drew closer to the finale as his arm muscles bulged and gripped my body tightly. Shoulders leaned back, hands guiding our stride, pushing me up and down and up and down until…

“I’m coming,” I cried out, and without warning, he dropped me onto the soft grass, strapped my legs over his shoulders, andfinished me off by ramming into me so hard that my body jolted along the grass a few inches.

I arched my back as the orgasm claimed my body, rippling over my skin as my scream loudly escaped my throat.

33

TThe number one rule to my devious plan was never to get caught because the game was over as soon as I let her see my face and discover the man behind the mask. My world came close to crumbling when I almost bumped into her on the third floor of the science building. I had one class in that building. One class. I left that class and ran down the stairs simultaneously as she stood on the second-floor landing.

Our eyes met in the window's reflection, and before I could examine her reaction to seeing me, I fled back up the stairs and hid in the men’s bathroom until she was gone. I didn’t go anywhere without a ski mask stuffed in my bag in case Istumbled across her, but it seemed too obvious to step out into the hallway wearing a mask after running up here.

Because I wasn’t a hundred percent sure that Riley Laws was Annika, I left before she reacted to my face. She might not recognize me because she’d never seen me if she was Riley. But if she were Annika, that would’ve been the best way to find out: by showing her my face.

I wasn’t ready to do that. It would ruin everything if I did, and since my feelings were growing and deepening toward Riley, so were my concerns about what Mikael would do to her if she turned out to be Annika.

Riley breathed a soft sigh beside me, and her eyeballs rolled behind her eyelids as I gazed into her pretty face, waiting for those green eyes to open. Instead, she exhaled and fell back to sleep. Like a stubborn mule, she kept her word and refused to remove her clothes until I removed my mask. So we’re lying in her bed together, fully clothed after I fucked her in the park.

I loosened myself from her tangled limbs, rolled out of bed, and shot a glance at the small camera erected above her curtain rail. The heart-shaped box rested on her chest of drawers, and I opened the lid to find that Shaun’s tooth was not inside.

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