Page 25 of No, For An Answer
“Oh, Ashley,” I croon. “What a naughty girl. Were you waiting for me?” Pressing a knee onto the bed, the mattress dips as I make my move to position myself at her feet. I have to touch her; I have to feel her warm skin beneath mine. Pulling the latex gloves from both my hands, I press one to the mattress to balance myself and I slide the other agonisingly slow up her calf.
The moment I reach just above her knee, I curve my fingers round it and softly pull her leg to the side. Her perfect pussy glistening and on show for me. Making my mouth fill with water, I’m barely holding on by a thread. Sucking two fingers into my mouth, I put as much saliva onto them as I can.
“I’m going to make you feel so good, baby. I’m sorry I had to drug you for our first time. But the next time we do, I promise you’ll be awake and ready for me.” The last word falls into the darkness of the room and Ashley shifts onto her back.
Her foot pressing against my thigh as both her legs fall open now and my god it’s like everything I’ve done in my life has paid off. I’m about to eat the juiciest pussy I’ve ever fucking seen, andI can’t wait. I feel like a kid the first time they realise Santa has been. I’m going to lick every fucking inch of her and when she’s wet enough, I’m going to shove my cock so deep in her fucking cunt she will feel me in the morning.
Getting myself into position, I lean in and run my nose up the slit of her pussy, coating it in her juices and taking a deep breath, inhaling the sweet vanilla scent of her shower gel.
“Fuck meee,” I groan heavily. I gently bring her legs up, pressing my forearm against the back of her knees and I push back. The movement raising her ass off bed slightly. Leaning in even closer this time, I press my free hand on her ass cheek, spreading it apart to look as her perfectly pink asshole.
Flattening my tongue, I lean in and run it slowly from her asshole to the opening of her tight cunt. A guttural groan vibrates in my chest as my tastebuds ignite with her cum on my tongue. The taste exploding, making my eyes roll back.
“Fuck this. I need you naked, baby.”
Lowering her legs, I carefully slide the t-shirt up her perfect body, bunching it in my hands and lifting her head up as I pull it over her. She lays there then; bare as the day she was born, and my cock is straining so tight against my jeans if I move too fast, I’ll cum myself. I’m now leaning between her legs, looking down at her awaiting body.
I gather spit into my mouth and let it drop from my tongue, landing perfectly onto her slit. Pressing two middle fingers to her hole, I push in slowly, watching as she groans and arches her back in response.
“That’s my girl, you respond so well to me.” I begin to finger fuck her, slowly to start because I’m desperate to feel every single groove of the inside walls of her cunt. To feel her clamp down on me as she comes. I keep pumping, watching as her tits move up and down with every single deep thrust I fuck into her.
“Uhh,” she groans in her sleep, arching her back slightly. And it spurs me on.
“You like that, baby.”
“Mmm,” sucking her bottom lip into her mouth. She’s enjoying this just as much as I thought she would, but this still isn’t enough. I need her to come. Hard. “Fuck me.” She whispers groggily, the unexpected words seep out into the fabric of the room and I still. There’s no way I heard that right. Moaning she rolls over onto her front, her legs still spread on either side of me. My fingers now removed from inside her.
“Fuck me...” There they are again.
Whatever you want my girl.
Immediately, I pop the button of my black cargos and pull them down with my boxers. I’ve never wanted to fuck someone as much as I want to fuck Ashley. She’s all I’ve thought about. Reaching to the front of her thighs, I hoist her ass into the air and rub the head of my cock through the juices weeping from her greedy cunt. Her phone lights up on the bedside table with a text, from an unknown number.
“Ashley, you broke my fucking nose!”
And another.
“I’m going fucking kill you!”
Whoever this little cocksucker is, there’s no way he’s touching what belongs to me. If anyone will kill Ashley, I will. Lining myself up at her entrance I push forward, and the hottest sound comes from her mouth. I can’t be gentle; I can’t be slow. I begin assaulting her with as much force as I can muster, black spots building behind my eyelids.
Nathan
“Another body was found last night by Institute Woods, just outside of Brown University.” The news reporter on the television reads. “The woman was found in the early hours of the morning with her heart cut from her chest and left by the side of her head. The police suspect the Serial Killer, known as Casanova, is now moving further into the surrounding area.” Tears well up in the news reporter’s eyes, as myself and the students watch clips from police footage. “Juliet Jones went missing three nights ago from the town of Glen Mills and has been missing until the discovery of her body.”
I press the button on the TV remote, placing it back on the table and turning to face the class. “So,” I lean back against the desk as every student focuses back to me. I try my hardest not to look at Ashley for too long either, the tension between us is utterly palpable and I need to keep that to a minimum in class. “What do we know so far about the person doing all these killings?” A student puts his hand up. “Yes.”
“Usually, he leaves the bodies in the town that he kidnaps the women from. So, he’s brave. Not afraid of getting caught.”
“Maybe a god complex?” The girl next to him jumps in. “Sees himself as untouchable.”
“Maybe he wants to be caught.” The first student interrupts.
“How so?” I question, clasping my hands in front of me and tilting my head.
“Think about it, he usually kills randomly, in different towns and always the same kind of girl. This one, it was messy, in a forest, close to a university. Maybe he’s spiralling.”
Ashley scoffs from the front row.
