Page 15 of Idée Fixe
What he wasn’t aware of, was the moment I fell in love with Cairo. We facetimed one evening, for some reason things weredifferent between us. She was twenty at that point and I guess Sam overheard me asking her out on a date. We fought, but I refused to hit him back. Apologising the whole time and I just let him take his anger out on me.
The moment the stray bullet pierced his neck, I knew there was no saving him. We took heavy gunfire and lost eight men that night. People died all because I fell in love with my best friend’s sister.
“Leave!” I bellow to the people by the door. I plan on fucking her and I’ll be damned if I allowanyoneto see what’s mine. Not willing to waste any more time. I need her.
The people begin to scramble through the door and the moment the metal lock clicks into place, I release the breath I’m holding. I’ll reveal myself to her soon and the moment she knows who I am, is the moment she will realise I’m never letting her go again.
Dragging her back to the large air con unit, I bend her over it, moving my hand to the back of her neck and holding her in place. My groin and hips pressing against her ass and thighs and fuck, if she doesn’t look perfect in this position.
“Get the fuck off me asshole!” she shouts, but I know she doesn’t mean that. She has a safe word; she can use it at any time.
“Say it then!” I goad her, positioning my chest over her back. Her cheek pressed against the cold steel. “Say your safe word Cairo and I’ll stop touching you.” I lean forward, waiting for the word to come.
Squeezing her eyes shut, she bites on her lower lip. “Get fucked!” she snaps, pressing her palms against the top of the unit, trying to push herself up.
“Oh I plan topequeña… I plan to shove my cock so deep in that tight little cunt of yours, that I have you asking for… no,beggingfor more.”
I move my foot between her legs and slide it against her right foot, opening her up for me, using my free hand to bunch the velvet fabric of her dress up and over her delicious ass. “Don’t fucking move.” Removing the knife from my hip, I bring it to her eyeline. “Do you understand? This is not a fucking game. Stay. Still.”
My demands clear and understood because she nods her head. Leaning back, I grab her right ass cheek and stretch the skin. The moment the tip of my hunting knife pierces the flesh on her ass, she cries out.
“Ow! You motherfucker!” she curses. “What the fuck are you doing?” Struggling within my grasp.
I jump up from a crouched position and bring the knife to her face. I have a grin on my face I wish she could see. “I said stay still, Cairo!” I bark. “Or I’ll cut this beautiful fucking face!” She immediately stills. “Good girl.”
Squatting back down, I continue. I don’t cut her too deep, just enough to leave a scar. To mark her as mine, to show her that when she finally sees who I am, that her bodybelongsto me and only me.
Carving my initials into her skin is really going to piss her off but I don’t give a fuck. She does what I say, keeping as still as possible as I work my masterpiece. Not moving an inch until, I’m done. I smile under the fabric of my balaclava at my work. Blood smearing all over the back of her thigh.
“Such a good fucking girl, Cairo,” I praise her, because that’s what she needs right now.
Dropping to my knees, I spread her pussy open with my thumbs, desperate to see if that turned her on as much as it did me. And low and behold, she drenched. “Look at your cunt, dripping wet,” I croon. “You were made for me.”
Pulling the balaclava up and over my mouth, I dive in devouring her like a feral animal.
This time though, my earpiece is definitely off.
Sliding my flattened tongue up the entirety of her pussy, I suck every ounce of early release from her. Revelling in her taste, my moans mixing with hers while I tongue fuck her in intervals. Reaching between her legs, I press two fingers to her bundle of nerves, and she instantly pushes back against my face.
“Yes, right there!”
Pressing one hand to each cheek, I spread her wide and trail my tongue up and over her asshole. Growling at the taste. “Fuckpequeño,you taste so good on my tongue.”
Dropping the knife from my hand, I wrap both my arms just above her ass, clasping them together so she is unable to move. Thus forcing her pussy closer to my face. Her moans and cries sail into my ears and I’ll happily suffocate like this.
“Oh fuck!” She mewls, her hand reaching back, gripping the top of my balaclava. “Yes!” she screams. Pulling back, I shove two fingers deep inside her pussy, curving them down this time because I need her to come before I fuck her. “Ah, fuck Deckard!”
The name she’s calling isn’t me, but I’ll rectify that the next time I fuck her. I begin fingering her faster, watching and waiting for her to gush.
“I want you to come for me, Cairo!” I shout, not giving a damn who hears the sounds she’s making. “Right now!” I feel her walls tighten, her knees slowly begin the bend and the sound of her nails scratching against the metal send shivers down my back.
“Yes, Yes, Yes!!” She chants, coming undone in front of me and squirting yet again. Who knew my girl was such a waterworks professional?
Grabbing the knife from beside her foot, I stand up, unbuttoning my cargos. “Push yourself back on your forearms. Palms down and widen your legs,” I demand. “Are you on the pill?”
Nothing.
“Cairo, are you on the pill?”
