Page 21 of Hitch
And it’s irritating, because my thighsaredamp.
I should’ve killed him that night. Left him dead in his own cornfield and told the cops the sick shit he did to me. It would’ve been self defense.
But maybe I deserve this torture. Maybe it’s what I get for running away. For not opening my mouth that night like I should have.
“Angry little bitch, aren’t you?” Duane says. “Angry because you know how much you like it.”
He pulls the gun out of my mouth and I hiss, “You’re a sick man.”
“Let’s see what your cunt thinks,” he says. He motions with the gun. “Go on. Take off your clothes now.”
I lower my shorts—I don’t wear underwear unless I’m at the club—and keep my eyes on Duane’s dirt-crusted boots. A low groan rumbles through him, then he eyes my purse. I lift the shoulder strap over my head, then put the purse on the ground next to me. I haveno choicein getting naked, but Icankeep my stun gun close to me.
There’s a hunger on Duane’s mouth, like he’s practically salivating at the sight of me. And I realize that I’m lying to myself.
I did have a choice, and I chose to be here. I knew exactly what I was getting into.
Why did I come here to fuck a deranged man for money?
“All of it,” Duane instructs coarsely.
I exhale as slowly as I can muster, then I pull off my bra and shirt, letting my heavy breasts hang down. He licks his lips.
“Lay down on the ground and spread yourself for me,” he says.
I blink, afraid of what’s coming next, and Duane shoots at the ceiling this time, pieces of cement cracking and falling on top of me. I scramble to the floor, lying on my back, my knees shaking as I spread them wide.
“Pull apart your pussy lips,” he says. “Show me how wet you are.”
I huff, keeping the tears inside, but I do as I’m told. I’m so wet, it’s dripping between my ass cheeks, my face flushing with embarrassment. He could shove his fist inside of me right now and I’d be lubricated enough to take it.
He runs the tip of the gun along my folds, the cool metal like a million little knives pressing against me, keeping me still. He rides the pistol along my clit, teasing me with the cool sensation. My hips instinctively writhe, wanting more of it, and I bite my lip.
This is so messed up.
“Such a little eager thing, aren’t you?” he chuckles.
“You’re a sick, sick man,” I mutter.
“Only as sick as you,” he grunts. “Get on your hands and knees.”
My nostrils flare, but I roll over. The cement bites into my knees again, and I glance over my shoulder. Duane licks the tip of the gun, tasting my pussy juices on it. His eyes lock with mine as a groan of pleasure erupts from his chest, then he sucks the rest of my liquid off of the pistol.
“So fucking sweet,” he says.
Quicker than I can blink, he pulls out his cock and shoves inside of me, impaling me on his dick. I cry out. I’m wetter than I’ve ever been, and because of that, his cock immediately hits my cervix, sending an ache charging through my core. He thrusts in again, fisting my hair with one hand, holding the gun to the back of my head with the other. I arch my spine, forcing my ass back, and his cock goes deeper.
Anger surges through me, because it’s easier to be mad than it is to be ashamed. To know that he’s right. That Idolike this.
“You know why I haven’t killed you yet?” he grunts between thrusts. “Because you’re just like me, Hitch. You get off on this just as much as I do.”
His hips bang forward, throwing me off of my palms, and I stumble forward, landing on my purse.My purse!I stumble, keeping my head forward, hoping that he doesn’t notice as my hand sneaks through the opening. My hand finds the stun gun, and I clutch it, waiting for the right moment to strike like I did in the cornfield. His cock twitches, rubbing against my velvet walls, and I know he’s close. I hold my breath, pressing my finger on the stun gun’s trigger.
“Give me that fucking cunt!” he shouts.
I whip around and shove the stun gun against his shoulder, turning it on. He jolts, convulsing into my hand and knocking the weapon out of my grip. It skitters across the pavement and out of reach.
I pant uncontrollably.Shit!Why did I drop the stun gun when I need it right now?
