Page 80 of Innocence
“They were you.”
“Did you kill them?” she asked, rolling her eyes up to mine.
“I killed one.” Snapped her neck like a twig. “The rest, I sold.”
She didn’t flinch. Didn’t even stutter when she said, “Are you going to kill me?”
No. I’m going to keep you.
I didn’t tell her that. Honestly, I was a bit pissed that she was so willing to accept death. Gripping her chin, I leaned in to suck on her pouty bottom lip.
“I need you, Pet.” I tugged her dress over her hips and pressed in on her, “My cock is aching to be inside you.”
She wrapped her arms around my neck and gave me a gentle kiss. “I need you too.”
Thank fuck.
I dove in, taking her mouth while I quickly disposed of my pants. Her panties were next. Torn off her hips with a loud reverberating growl. I was feral when it came to her. When I was around her, my baser animalistic instincts took over.
The scent of her arousal infected my brain. I couldn’t think. Could barely reign myself in when I fisted my shaft and slid my cock through her wetness.
Tearing my mouth away, I pressed my forehead to hers and dropped my gaze.
“Fuck,” I groaned, watching my fat head glide through her folds. “Look at that.”
“How did that fit inside me?”
That made me smirk. “Let me show you.”
I pushed her thighs apart, opening up her cunt, and slowly slid inside her. There was no more beautiful sight in this world than seeing her pussy struggle to stretch around my girth. I could watch this shit all day.
Kya gasped and wriggled on the desk. I clamped my hands on her hips and pulled her closer to the edge.
“Keep watching, Pet.” I dragged my tongue up the column of her neck and bit her earlobe. “Watch how wet you get when I force my cock inside you.”
She moaned, making me snap my hips. I fucking loved her moans, but I wanted her screams. Wanted to feel her nails claw my back while I ripped pleasure from her body. I pounded into her hard. Fucking all the fucked up things she made me feel back into her.
When that wasn’t enough and I needed to get deeper, I pushed Kya back on the desk and threw her legs over my shoulders.
“It’s too deep,” Kya cried out and dug her nails into the wooden surface under her.
“No,” I folded her legs over her stomach, “It’s not deep enough.”
My thrusts intensified, picking up speed. Feeling her tight walls flutter around me wasn’t enough. I needed to taste her orgasm. Hear her ecstasy ring through my veins.
She screamed, “Lorenzo.”
I groaned, “Kya.” And thrust with everything I had.
Fucked her so hard that when my own orgasm tore through my system, it took a piece of my soul with it. Shooting my essence into her warm cunt with my come.
Exhausted, I collapsed in my chair, taking Kya with me. I didn’t know why, just that I wasn’t ready to let her go yet. Maybe I never would be? I ran my hand down Kya’s arm, enjoying the way she hummed in content.
I liked this. Holding her in my arms. It felt… right. All of it. The way she clung to me, how she looked at me. Everything.
Would she still look at me like that if she knew what kind of man I was?
“Rose was my sister,” I said while staring up at the ceiling, “She died a long time ago.”
