Page 35 of Stalked

“And how do you know what I’m thinking?” I ask.

“You might think you’re good at hiding what you feel but you’re not. It’s written all over your face, Little Rabbit. You thought I was leaving, and your mind was racing. It’s all in your eyes.”

“Stop fucking reading me,” I snap.

“No.”

“Fuck you,” I spit, hating that he can read me so easily. I hate that he reads too well. No one but my sister is able to. And now that she’s halfway across the country, it’s not nice that no one can. No one until him.

“If that’s what it takes.”

I frown at his meaning until he shoves two of his fingers into my mouth. Being the slut that I am, I can’t help the moan, sucking on his fingers.

“Leave your hands up there,” Tobias orders, pulling his fingers from my mouth. Ripping the blanket down, I don’t know how I didn’t notice that I was naked, but my cock lays against my stomach, precum leaking from my tip.

Tobias grabs my thighs, pushing them against my chest.

“I can’t be gentle,” he whispers, pulling his pants down enough to get his glorious cock out. My breath hitches, remembering the piercings he has. The anticipation doesn’t last long when he presses the tip against my hole. Leaning over he spits down on us. We both know it’s not enough, but neither of us seem to care. Not when he presses forward, the tip of his cock pushing against the tight muscle of my ass. I bite down on my lip, blood dripping into my mouth.

“Fu–fuck,” he hisses above me. “You’re fucking tight.”

I can’t say anything. Between my ass already being sore from last night, and now him pushing into me, I can’t speak, let alone breathe. The moment he breaks through that tight ring we both let out a groan.

“Gabriel?” Tobias whispers.

Realizing I must have closed my eyes, I snap them open, looking into Tobias’s, the question written all over his face. Nodding my head, I say, “I’m okay. Keep going.” I breathe, and moving back, I grab at his ass, pulling him forward.

Thankfully, he doesn't comment on the fact that I moved my hands or the fact I’m grabbing his ass and trying to move him forward. Instead, he pushes forward and doesn’t stop until his hips meet my skin.

“Fuck, Gabriel,” he hisses, pulling back before thrusting forward. Abruptly he grabs the back of my head, slamming our mouths together. His hips speed up, and our mouths turn from kissing to breathing against each other. Pushing my legs higher, holding them on his shoulders, Tobias thrusts forward pressing against my prostate.

“Oh god, oh fuck… To–Tobias,” I shout. I can’t form any more words. I can’t do anything but hold on for dear life as he possesses every part of my body. Moving inside me like he owns me,he does.It takes no time for me to become a whimpering mess, begging for him to not stop, begging for everything. My inner muscles began to spasm. I know I’m going to cum, and I hadn’t even touched my dick.

“I need you to cum, Gabriel. Cum for me,” Tobias grunts above me, slamming his hips forward. I barely get a second to think before I’m doing as he orders, cum shooting from my dick between us, landing all over my stomach and some landing on him.

“Fuckkkkk.” Tobias’ hips jerk, his own cum releasing deep inside me. He drops his mouth to my neck, sucking on my skin as his climax rocks through him. Wrapping my arms and legs around his body, my fingers wrack through his hair, massaging circles against his scalp.

“I… are you hurt?” he finally asks, breathing against my throat.

“I’m perfect.” I sigh, feeling content.

Pulling out of me, Tobias lies next to me, dragging my body to press against his side. Neither of us speak, our breathing finally evening out. I think he falls asleep until he says, “We’re going on a trip.”

Sitting up, I spin around, confused.

“What are you talking about?”

Tobias sighs, sitting up against the headboard. Grabbing the back of my neck, he gently massages circles into my skin. I think this is the gentlest he’s ever been, and it raises all types of red flags.

“Someone’s been stalking you.”

A giggle escapes me. “Yeah, you,goofy.”

Tobias shakes his head, his hold on my neck tightening. I don’t know what’s got him so freaked out, but the smile plastered on my face drops.

“You’re serious… who?” I ask, trying to process what he's saying. My heart beats faster, nearly jumping from my chest. “I… I don’t understand.” They’re all dead. No one should be after me. I can’t breathe.

“Gabriel,” Tobias says, grabbing my cheek. My eyes barely focus on him. Everything feels blurry, everything hurts. I can’t go through it again. I can’t, oh god,I can’t breathe, I can’t fucking breathe.“Look at me, Little Rabbit.” His voice sounds so far away. Too far. “Gabriel, look at me!” his voice demands, no room for argument. “Focus on me.”

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