Page 17 of The Devil's Hunt

"Then what is yourthing?" I pressed.

"There are lots ofthingsI enjoy, little rabbit."

"Like blowjobs in a cornfield," I blurted out before putting my hand to my mouth in shock. I hadn't meant to say it out loud, but the alcohol coursing through my veins made my filter disappear. "I'm sorry. I didn't mean to say that out loud."

He chuckled, his laugh deep. He moved his hand down my side, underneath the blanket, and to my thigh. My head was spinning, and his lips were inches from mine. "I don't want any other girls sucking my dick, Mila. Onlyyou."

His words sent a chill down my spine, and I looked up at him, my skin hungry for his touch. He leaned in, letting his lips caress mine, and I let out a small moan. I could feel him smirking against my mouth, and I wanted to scream at him for teasing me. "I've never—" I paused, embarrassed.

"Never what?" he questioned. "Sucked a dick?"

I shook my head.

He pulled back and looked at me seriously. "Have you ever been with a man?"

"No."

"You're a virgin?"

I nodded in shame.

He groaned and tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his gaze. Itried to look away from him, but he wouldn't let me."Fuck. I knew you were innocent but didn't realize you were pure."

"What does that mean?" I asked, my voice barely a whisper.

"Has any man ever touched you?"

"Only you." I gulped nervously; my throat was dry, and I needed to quench it. I fumbled for the bottle of whiskey and took a long drink. He watched me as I drank, coughing when I took too much, and it dribbled down my chin. When I went to wipe it up with my hand, he grabbed my hand in his and held it in my lap. His other hand gripped my jaw firmly, and he leaned his face closer to mine. His tongue ran across my chin, warm and wet, lapping up the spilled whiskey.

"Only me," he murmured against my skin, his tongue ghosting across my lips.

I nodded, my tongue grazing his, the taste of whiskey on our mouths. I could barely think. My body was craving his touch, pining for his lips against mine. I wanted him to touch me everywhere.

No, Ineededhim to touch me everywhere.

My pussy was throbbing in anticipation as he held my eyes with his. "You're dripping wet for me, aren't you, little rabbit?"

I swallowed and nodded.

"You want me, don't you?"

"Yes," I moaned.

"If I slip my fingers into your panties, would I find your pussy fucking wet for me?"

I nodded.

I shifted my body closer to him, bringing my lips closer to his. I touched my lips against his, only briefly, before pulling back. I bit my bottom lip and tossed my hair back, bringing my lips to his ear.

"I'll do anything you want me to do." My voice was a whisper, and I was shocked by the desperate need for him to take control.

"Anything?"

"Anything." I was surprised by the confidence in my voice.

He leaned closer to me, breathing heavily, his lips barely touching mine. "I want you to come for me right now."

"Here?" I whispered in disbelief.

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