Page 12 of Haunt Me

He inhales deeply, the scent of mint overpowering my senses, causing goosebumps to prickle my skin. Fear grips me, but I can’t help but study his face, mesmerized by his electric green eyes and the urge to run my fingers through his dark, raven hair.

Oh God, I’m losing control.

Both physically and mentally.

Snapping back to reality, I hear the sound of his belt unbuckling, and panic intensifies. I struggle against his iron grip on my wrists, tears welling up in my eyes.

“Please, don’t do this! Just let me go! I promise I won’t involve the police,” I plead, my voice shaking with fearand desperation. He retrieves his belt from his pants, wrapping it tightly around my wrist, and securing my hands in place. Looking down at me, his brow furrows in confusion.

“Do you really think I would commit such a heinous act?” he asks, immediately aware of my assumption. “I would never... what, you think I don’t know you’re a virgin?”

With my eyes widened in shock, I stared at him, the intensity of the moment causing my cheeks to flush with heat. I struggle to find words, my mind suddenly blank. “N-no, I’m...” I stammer, but my feeble response is cut off by a deep chuckle that reverberates through the room.

“Oh, darling, I know more about you than you think,” he says, his voice dripping with confidence, “I will never fuck you unless you want me to.” The knowledge unsettles me, but I am determined to stand my ground.

“I’ll never want that—especially with you,” I assert, my voice tinged with defiance. He scoffs, leaning back with a smirk, and whispers, “Not yet.” His words hangin the air, filled with a promise that has a knot forming in my stomach.

Before I can react, he forcefully spreads my legs apart, his gaze fixated on the space between my thighs.

“Besides—I don’t have to fuck you to make you cum.”

A mixture of fear and anticipation swirls within me. I attempt to shut my legs, but he firmly pries them open, holding my knees in place. His fingers trail along my trembling thigh, the touch sending a jolt of electricity through my body.

I notice the glint of multiple rings adorning his fingers as the cold metal grazes against my warm skin. My body betrays me, succumbing to his touch as the wetness between my legs dampens my panties.

His fingers, like sparks of electricity, ignite a fire within me with each delicate stroke. I squirm beneath his touch, desperately tugging at the belt that binds my wrists. A moan involuntarily escapes my lips as his thumb glides over the fabric covering my slit, the thin material of my silk black panties providing a little barrier. “Tell me to stop, princess,” he taunts, his voice thick with desire. I bite down on my bottom lip, my breath quickening as desire courses through me.

He begins planting soft kisses along the sensitive skin of my inner thigh, causing me to gasp in both pleasure and disbelief. Every rational thought vanishes as I arch my back, surrendering to the sensations overwhelming me. This should not feel good, I remind myself, but the pleasure is undeniable.

“Just a little taste,” he murmurs, his ringed fingers hooking around the delicate fabric, slowly pulling my panties aside. My eyes snap open, a gasp escaping my lips as his warm tongue glides between my folds. Another strained moan escapes my lips, unable to contain the pleasure that radiates through every nerve in my body.

His mouth connects with my sensitive area, his tongue skillfully exploring my clit, eliciting more moans from my lips. I strain against the belt restraining my wrists, desperate to free myself and push him away. But with each flick of his tongue, each lap against my throbbing flesh, my resistance weakens. The sensations overwhelm me, leaving me questioning my sanity.

In a low voice, he praises, “Let me hear those pretty sounds, baby,” almost sending me over the edge. I’ve never experienced something like this.

I want to scream at him to stop—to push him away from me because this feels so incredibly wrong, yet—nothing has ever felt this good. He’s feasting on me with the hunger of a famished predator, and a peculiar, warm sensation begins to swell within me. With each passing moment, my breathing becomes more rapid and my vision grows increasingly distorted, until a sudden cry of pleasure slices through the silence, leaving my body rigid and unable to move.

“That’s it,” he whispers, his touch on the sensitive nub sending waves of euphoria through me.

As I come down from the high of my first-ever orgasm, a pleasant tingling sensation spreads throughout my entire body, as I try to take slow, steady breaths. When I open my eyes, I see him leaning over me, his lips still wet with my arousal as he begins to gently release my hands from the belt that binds them above my head.

“Tell me,” he whispers, “Am I the first man to taste you?” he asks, not breaking eye contact.

“Y-yes,” I respond in a whisper, feeling a wave of embarrassment wash over me. Leaning in close to my ear, his warm breath tickles my skin as he softlymurmurs, “Good, I intend to be the only man who does.”

He releases my wrists, and the sound of his belt sliding back into the loops of his jeans fills the air, mingling with the heavy silence. With one last lingering gaze, he leaves me exposed on my bed. As he disappears into the darkness outside, his silhouette barely visible through the window, I am frozen in place, unable to move.

Shock courses through me, mingling with a seething anger at my weakness for allowing this to happen. Summoning all my strength, I manage to rise from the bed and stretch towards the note. As I unfold it, the scent of fresh ink fills my nostrils, with the lingering musk of his presence.

There it is—the infamous ‘A’ scrawled in blood-red ink.

Chapter 8

Argent

Thatlittle dove thinksshe's so innocent, so pure. But I know better. I've been watching her, studying her. I know her secrets, her desires, her fears. And I'll stop at nothing to make her mine.

Walking towards my car, the taste of her lingers on my lips. Her sweetness permeates my senses, like a delicate fragrance. The echoes of her velvety voice still reverberate in my ears, captivating me.

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