Page 54 of Deadly Obsession
My hands hooked around the outside of her thighs, my fingers gripping tightly as my tongue focused on her sensitive bud and began its dance. Her breathing grew harder and faster, the rise and fall of her chest mirroring her growing pleasure.
“James, fuck,” she whimpered as she adjusted from resting on her palms to leaning back on her forearms.
My girl was high right now. She’d never killed before. In a few hours, the week’s events that all led to this night—to Mike’s lifeless body on the kitchen floor—would hit her like a bomb. I needed to provide her as much of a cushion as possible.
It wasn’t long before I could feel her growing closer to a climax. I was having to swallow the evidence of her arousal more frequently.
“Fuck, don’t sto…” she cried out as her legs trembled, and suddenly my mouth was filled with a spray of hot passion. Sealing my lips around her, I drank her in as my tongue continued its intense caress of her delicate bud till her body settled, and I knew she was done.
“What a messy girl you are. Don’t worry, I’ll always be here to clean up after you now.” I smiled up at her. Then I pushed to my full height, my arms hooking under her thighs and pulling her a little closer to the edge.
I didn’t need to do anything else. She reached down between her legs and guided the head of my length inside her ready core.
In this moment, my girl didn’t need something soft and sensual. She needed to be fucked. So that’s what I did.
Gripping her thighs tightly, I thrusted into her, the wetsound of skin on skin slapping together echoing in the night’s silence.
“Fuck!” she screamed on the second or third thrust, as I increased my artillery barrage, like an assault on her insides with my hardened length. Her arms reached up to hug around my neck, her breath hot against my cheek as I laid into her.
With each thrust I delivered, I felt my breath shortening, a side effect of either the ribs I was certain were broken or the internal bruising from being shot three times. I couldn’t tell which.
Realizing I needed to change things up to maintain the momentum, I strengthened my grip around her legs and took a careful step back, avoiding slipping in the large amount of blood at my feet. Then I carried her off towards the living room. Lifting and dropping her back onto my shaft as we went. She matched my rhythm, pulling herself up and down until we reached the couch.
I plopped onto the seat beside Jade, ignoring a glass of what looked like wine tipping over with the force. The springs added an extra bounce, causing me to thrust deeper as Sera came back down onto me. Neither of us batted an eye at the fact there was a corpse beside us. Sera ground and bounced on my cock like her life depended on it. Like she was running from the events of the last few days, right to me.
I gripped her hips and followed her rhythm, pulling her down harder when she lowered herself onto me. Every smack of our bodies seemed to mimic the lightning from last night’s storm. One of her hands moved from my shoulders to the front of my throat, her nails sinking into my skin.
A sudden violent tug of my hair yanked my head back against the couch. Sera’s hips taking on a whole new rhythm. Something faster and much more intense. I shifted my hands up from her hips to squeeze and massage her breasts. But themoment my eyes drifted down from her face to admire her chest, she seemed to growl. Like an enraged harpy.
“No, I need to look into your eyes!”
Surprised by her ferocity, I snap my eyes back up to hers. She lookedabsolutely feral.
We both lost control, our bodies tensing and shuddering as we released all the tension, fear, rage, sorrow, and love we’d built up. Leaving our nightmare and entering a moment of pure bliss. Our chests were heaving by the end as we each tried to catch our breath.
“What do we do now?” she asked between shallow pants.
“We stay here. Someone is going to come searching for that sheriff. Or once the power comes back on, we can call for help. Either way, I’m sure someone will come soon, Harps. Don’t worry. You’re safe now,” I said as I gently caressed her back with a blood-stained hand.
“I love you, James.”
“I love you too, Harpy.”
Fire, Ma, Pa, blood, screaming, gunshots, Robert, Lyndsey, Jade, Danielle, Brian, KingArthur—no,Micheal, and Sera…
I woke up to red-and-blue flashing lights on the walls around me. I was still in the cabin. In the living room. Two deputies shining a light in my eyes as a paramedic attempted to lift Sera off me.
We were both covered in blood.
I couldn’t make out what they were saying. My mind was too focused on wrapping my arms around Sera tighter.No one was going to take her from me!Then I saw the color of her skin. She seemed paler than usual, her lips losing their lush hue.
“It’s okay, James. You’ll always find me again,” she whispered while smiling down at me.
She needed help. Her shoulder wound must have beenworse than I’d thought. I allowed the paramedics to take her from me. I was too weak to carry her anyway. It was quite possible that the broken ribs had punctured something internally, which could amount to much worse troubles. However, when I tried to stand, I was held down by one of the deputies.
“Hey, it’s okay, buddy. Let’s just take it easy. The next set of paramedics is coming for you. You’re both going to be okay,” he said in a tone that betrayed what I was certain were meant to be calming words.
Suddenly, the thought of not being able to see Sera sent a flood of white-hot rage through my body. I could feel it pulsing in my eyes. My right fist collided with the side of the first deputy’s head, my free hand unholstering the duty weapon from his hip. But before I could get a shot off, something pressed against my temple and an electrical current surged through me.
