Page 137 of Stalker's Toy

I lean in, shouting into her ear over the crushing noise. "You ready for this?"

It's a question I don't really need to ask, because I know her answer before the words leave my lips.

I see it in the fire in her eyes and the flush on her cheeks.

"Yes," she whispers back, and it's the most beautiful thing I've ever heard.

I grin at her, a savage, wild grin that promises everything I know she wants.

I glance out at the sea of faces, knowing every one of them is waiting with bated breath for what we're about to do.

It feeds me, drives me to the brink of madness, the anticipation coiled tight and ready to snap.

The tension is electric, sparking through the room like a live wire.

Mia stands close, our bodies nearly touching as the moment stretches out around us.

We're seconds away from everything, the edge of the precipice drawn out as I pull her in for one final heartbeat of silence.

Her presence fills me up, completes the perfect scene, the final stroke in our dark and twisted masterpiece.

The anticipation has a flavor, metallic and sharp, like blood and adrenaline.

It's in my mouth, hot on my tongue as I let the last moments stretch into infinity.

A pause, a breath, a heartbeat.

I let it build until it’s almost unbearable, until I can’t hold back for another second, until the chaos is everything.

I lean in and grip her chin, pulling her mouth to my ear so I know she hears every word. "Get on your knees and suck my cock."

I watch her eyes as she obeys, lowering herself in front of me as the audience presses in close.

They've come for a show, and we won’t disappoint.

Not tonight.

The lights catch in her hair, and the sight of her like this almost undoes me.

Almost.

The noise of the crowd is a dull roar, and the lights are blinding, but I see everything with perfect clarity.

I take my time, savoring the moment.

Every second is a lifetime.

Her hands work the zipper of my jeans, her fingers steady, sure.

Her obedience is perfect, a masterpiece in submission and control, and every breathless, sweaty face in theroom knows it.

She has my cock out and her mouth on it in a single fluid motion, and the room explodes with noise, with frantic energy.

I grit my teeth against the rush of heat as she takes me in, takes every inch, every fucking inch.

I can hear the murmurs rising and falling around us, guttural, primal, in awe.

Her head moves in slow, deliberate bobs, and I know she's aware of every set of eyes on us.

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