Page 26 of Haunt Me

A primal growl escapes him, and with a forceful motion, he pushes me back, my back meeting the cool surface of the counter.

“I will never get tired of hearing my name fall from your mouth.”

His fingers curl around the waistband of my silk pajamas, deftly removing them and discarding them along with my panties. The sudden rush of cold air against the wetness pooling between my thighs creates an odd yet tantalizing sensation, while his unwavering gaze remains fixed on me.

I am completely vulnerable, laid bare, and spread open just for him.

A gasp escapes my lips as he effortlessly slides a finger between my slick folds, spreading the wetness.

“So wet for me, baby,” he murmurs, his words sending my heartbeat thundering in my ears. Thesound of his belt unbuckling breaks through the haze, and I raise myself, supporting my weight on my elbows as I watch his cock spring free, my eyes widening at its impressive size.

I almost forgot how fucking big he is.

How is that going to fit?

Like he was able to read my mind, “We’ll make it fit, little star.” His voice was low and commanding. Biting down on my bottom lip, I meet his gaze as I look at him through my lashes—mentally preparing myself.

With his rigid length pressing against my eager entrance, I take a deep breath, calming myself down.

A gasp escapes my parted lips as he pushes himself into me and a searing heat engulfs me, overwhelming my senses as he enters, stretching me to my limits.

“Fuck,” he breathes, his grip on my hips keeping me firmly in place.

I cry out, unable to contain the sensation as he delves deeper, the painful sting making me squirm beneath him. With each thrust, he gradually picks up the pace, pushing further until the pain begins to subside and pleasure takes over as uncontrollable moans fill the room.

“How does that feel, baby?” he asks, his fingers curling around my neck, exerting a slight squeeze. His jade eyes, once beautiful, were now darkened by his dilated pupils.

“Good,” I respond, my voice intertwining with my moans. “So good.” A smirk forms on his lips as he intensifies his movements, causing me to cling to his forearms for support.

My moans grow louder, uncontrollable, echoing in the room. A warmth starts to build within me, blurring my vision, and with one final thrust, I fall apart beneath him—my body going limp.

An overwhelming orgasm ripples through me, my nails digging into his arms. He consumes me, and I revel in his darkness.

“That’s it, baby... you’re doing so good,” he groans, withdrawing before forcefully slamming back into me. My eyes roll back, and a loud moan escapes, tearing through the air.

“Fuck, you feel so good, Star. Look how well you’re taking me,” he murmurs, pulling me closer. My eyes connect to where his length disappears into me, only to slide back out, glistening from our arousal.The sight pushes me over the edge once again, the overstimulation becoming almost too much.

Tears start to well up in my eyes, threatening to fall, but I don’t dare tell him to stop. His eyes hold a feral intensity as he gazes down at me, his sweat coating his supple skin, droplets cascading down his chest. His pace quickens and I feel his cock pulsing deep within me. He tightens his grip on my throat, his release spilling inside me and an animalistic roar escapes his chest as his head falls back, lost in the moment.

The heavy sound of breathing fills the silent house, accompanied by the rapid thumping of my heart in my ears. I gaze up at him through tired eyes, and with a gentle touch, he brushes a strand of hair away from my face, slowly pulling out of me.

A sudden flinch courses through me, but when I glance down, my eyes widen. “Oh my god, I’m so sorry,” I quickly apologize, confusion knitting his brows together.

“The blood... I—“

“Stop... there’s no need to apologize, little star,” he reassures me calmly. “It’s just a little blood, besides—it's normal.”

“I know, but still... it’s embarrassing.” Heat rushes to my cheeks, and I attempt to hide my face with my hands. I hear the sound of him pulling up his pants and fastening his belt before his warm, sweaty hands gently pry mine away from my face. His eyes, now somewhat back to normal, stare at me with awe, their jade-green color captivating me.

“It’s nothing to be embarrassed about, alright? Now, you wait here, baby. I’ll be right back,” he says, a smirk forming on his lips before he turns and disappears into the hallway.

Confusion lingers on my face as I watch him walk away. He wants me to stay seated on the kitchen island—completely naked? I can’t feel my legs, so staying here is my only choice.

After what feels like an eternity, he strolls back into the kitchen, his shirtless form captivating my gaze. I can’t help but stare at his muscular body, his chest and abs still glistening with sweat. Another smirk plays on his lips, indicating that he’s noticed my staring.

Tearing my eyes away, I fold my arms over my bare chest in an attempt to cover myself and maintain some semblance of decency, if there is any left. A surprisedsqueal escapes me as he effortlessly lifts me into his arms, my hands instinctively gripping his neck for support.

“What are you doing?” I ask, trying to suppress a giggle that threatens to escape. He remains silent, carrying me down the hall and into the bathroom, my eyes widening when I see that he has prepared a bubble bath for me.

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