Page 39 of Stalked

“You’re not,” he states.

“You don’t know that.” He couldn’t. I could very well give off a top vibe.

“Yes, I do.” Tobias smiles, closing his eyes as if this conversation is done. Which is not true, it’s just getting started. Because there’s no way he would know unless…

“How do you know?” I ask, raising up until I’m inches from his face.

“We’re not talking about this right now, Gabriel. It’s in the middle of the night.”

“I want to know. So you’re going to tell me, love.” I smile sweetly the moment his eyes pop open. And they only open because I called him “love.” His favorite nickname. He wasn’t a fan of the other ones.

Tobias sighs, closing his eyes again. “You like that blue dildo the most.”

I couldn’t be hearing him correctly. There’s no way. Before he kidnapped me, I used my favorite dildo, the biggest one I owned, ten inches, wide base, and a little curve at the tip. I used itevery night. So the only way he would know is if….

“You didn’t,” I growl.

Tobias, of course, doesn’t say anything and just lies there, eyes closed and relaxed.

Fucker.

“How many nights?” I ask sitting up. When he doesn’t say anything, I reach over, pinching his left nipple, hard.

“OW! Jesus H Christ! What is wrong with you!” Tobias yells, smacking my hand away from his now hopefully bruised nipple.

“Should’ve bitten it,” I hiss.

“Keep running your mouth and I’m going to use it for something else,” Tobias growls right back.

“I wouldn’t, I might bite the tip off!” Snatching the blanket off him, I roll to the side of the bed, irritated and frustrated but most of all turned on. I shouldn’t be turned on by him, but my body doesn’t care when it comes to Tobias. Only that I now want his pierced cock inside my ass while I suck on my blue dildo.

“Gabriel,” Tobias calls, grabbing my shoulder. Yanking my arm away from him, I slam my eyes closed. Feeling childish, but I don’t care.

“What makes you madder, the fact I watched you…” he whispers, his hand slipping down and palming my junk. “Or that I jacked off to you without you knowing.” Biting on my earlobe I can’t help the gasp or moan that leaves my mouth, damn him. “I watched you for months, jacking off to you shoving that dildo into your ass, listening to your moans.” Removing his hand, I whimper when I hear him suck his finger into his mouth before spreading my ass cheek apart and circling my hole. “Sometimes you’d bend over and give me the most perfect view of your hole, and sometimes you’d sit on it.” I hiss the moment his finger breaches my muscles, only to relax when his tongue licks the column of my neck. “I watched you jack off, moaning and screaming out. Begging someone to fuck you hard.”

Suddenly he’s ripping his hand from my ass and turning me onto my back, pressing me against the mattress with his weight. Tobias spreads my legs apart, settling between them.

“You’d beg and beg for it to be harder,” he continues, reaching into the bedside table. I don’t catch what he grabs, only the flick of a bottle before I feel the familiar tip against my ass.

“It turned me on the most when you’d fuck one dildo and then suck on another one. I don’t think I came harder in my life until I watched you do that…. Well, maybe that’s a lie.” He laughs against my shoulder blade before I feel the tip of the dildo breaches my hole. I clench my cheeks. “Relax, Little Rabbit. Let me take care of you,” Tobias whispers, pushing it into my body. Relaxing, I close my eyes. Flourishing in the feeling of being full. It might not be Tobias, but the feeling is all the same. It feels exactly like his.

Tobias growls in my ear the whole time he’s fucking me with the dildo. And I can’t help the sounds that leave my mouth.

“More,” I beg. “Love…give me more.” I want his cock in my mouth. I’m drooling, needing him to fuck my mouth while I’m stuffed full of the dildo.

“What do you want, Little Rabbit? Use your words,” he murmurs back. And I hate him for it. I hate that he knows exactly what I want. But he’s going to make me say it. “Come on, say it.” Twisting the dildo, he pulls it almost all the way out before pushing it roughly back in.

“Fuck me! Fuck my mouth!” I scream, pushing back against his hand.

“Good boy.” Tobias laughs. I’m moved from lying on my stomach to my back all of a sudden, my head hanging off the bed. All the while Tobias stands in front of me, gripping the back of my thighs, still plunging the toy into me. “Open,” he demands, gripping his cock.

Gladly, I kiss his crown before sucking him into the back of my throat, gagging when the piercings tickle my throat.

“Good boy,” he praises, pulling out of my mouth before thrusting back in. “Be a good boy for me and keep that mouth open.”

I nod around his cock, drool running down my chin. But I don’t care. Between him fucking my face as if it was my ass and plunging the toy into my actual ass, I’m losing my mind.

I’m so close to coming from this alone, my cock hurts. I can feel my balls swelling, and the need to touch myself is almost overwhelming.

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