Page 31 of Her Dark Obsession

“You think I won’t find out? Maybe I’ll slaughter them in front of you, then turn around and fuck you in their blood.”

“Sounds kinky. Could be fun.” She shrugs, “But how about you fuck me, right here, on this table. Like you promised.” She removes the knife from my hand and tosses it onto the floor. Her lips come down on mine.

Rolling her over onto her back, I reach into my pocket for the condom I put there and hand it to her. “Hold this,” I tell her while I unbutton my pants and free my cock.

Aurora tears into the foil packet and then rolls the rubber down my shaft.

“Are you ready for me?” I ask her. “Are you still sore from last night?”

“Don’t you dare think about taking it easy on me, Connor,” she growls. Her legs tighten around my waist.

Lining up my cock with her entrance, I thrust into her. Hard. Bottoming out. “Fuck,” I grunt. She’s so fucking tight. It’s like I’m breaking through that barrier all over again.

The fact she didn’t give me an answer hasn’t gotten past me. I’m still fucking fuming at the thought of someone else feeling this. Feeling what’s mine.

I pull out and slam into her. I continue this, gripping her hips to hold her still while I fuck her. Hard, fast. I want to imprint the shape of my dick into her cunt. I want her walking with a fucking limp, and I want her to know that it’s because of me. I’m the only one fucking her.

I don’t stop thrusting. When her mouth opens and a moan escapes, I reach my hand down and grip her throat. “Look at me. It’s me. I’m the only one fucking you, Aurora,” I tell her. I feel her pussy clench around my dick.Fuck, I’m close.“I want you to come for me. Show me how pretty you come.”

“Shit, Connor!” Aurora screams my name. Her mouth hangs open in that perfect O-shape as her entire body spasms underneath me.

I grunt as I thrust, one, two and three more times, spilling my seed into the rubber.

“That is way more fun than history class,” Aurora says breathlessly.

I pull out, lean down, and capture her lips between mine before I straighten. Removing the condom, I tie a knot around the top and throw it in the trash bin. Before pulling my pants up and adjusting my clothes. I watch as Aurora stands, pullsher skirt down, and fixes her blouse. She’s not wearing fucking panties anymore. I probably should have thought about that before I cut them off her.

I scoop up the scraps of lace from the floor and pocket them, then kick off my shoes and undo my pants again.

“What are you doing?” Aurora asks, confusion written all over her face.

“Taking off my boxers. You’re not walking around school without fucking underwear, Aurora,” I tell her. I pull my boxers down my legs and hand them to her. It’s better than nothing.

“You should have thought about that before you cut them.” She laughs while swiping the boxers out of my hand. “I’m only wearing these because I don’t want to get a UTI or some shit from sitting on unclean surfaces.”

“I don’t care about the why, just as long as you’re not naked under that skirt,” I tell her, yanking my pants back up my legs.

“Why are you pissed?”

“Really?” I raise a brow. “I want names, Aurora. I want to know who.”

“What?”

“Who you’ve fucked over the last month,” I clarify.

“It’s really bothering you, huh?” she asks.

“No, I just want to send them a fucking cake.”

“You’re an asshole. You know that? I haven’t fucked anyone but you.” She shakes her head and picks up her bag, hiking it up onto her shoulder. “But that can stop now.”

“It’s not stopping.” My arm wraps around her waist. “You want this just as much as I do.”

“Maybe, but I have self-control.”

The bell indicating the period has ended and the next class is about to begin rings out. “What do you have now?”

“Geography, you?” she says.

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