Page 63 of A Dark Duet

He fills me, stretching me inch by delicious inch. We both moan as my hands lie on his hard, chiseled chest. His hands find my waist, and I ride his cock as the sun sets. My head falls back as his hands slide up, holding me by the waist as he moans.

His hands find my breasts as I find a steady rhythm, dragging out the delicious sensation of my wet pussy milking him. His head falls back farther as he raises his hips, thrusting into me. His hands find the globes of my ass cheeks and squeeze them, opening me wider so he can sink his cock deeper inside me. I arch my back, placing my hands on his thighs as I ride us both to climax. I scream his name, moaning over and over.

“Yes, baby. You’re so beautiful coming for me. I love to see you come when your pussy is filled with my cock.”

He slides his hands on my thighs, back up to the crack of my ass, until his fingers are inside my hole, using our dripping cum to coat them. He slides one finger inside and I moan.

“I feel so full,” I say.

He slides a second finger and I think I might die of the pleasure he is giving me.

“More! Hmm. I want more,” I hiss.

He licks his lips, sliding his fingers out quickly, and gets up from the lounge chair with me in his arms, walking us into the bedroom. He lays me on the bed, face down, in the same position as when we were in the back seat of the Bentley.

He slides the tiny bikini bottom, barely covering my ass, to the side and coats his fingers with our cum to lubricate the entrance of my ass. He places the tip of his cock at the entrance of my puckered hole as two fingers slide inside my wet, pulsing pussy. I sneak a peek at him, looking back, and I can see that his sunglasses are off, eyes smoldering with desire. He pushes inside my ass and I close my eyes, reveling in the pleasurable pain while his fingers pump inside my pussy roughly as he inches his big, fat cock inside me, filling me completely.

“Nate, you feel so fucking good. Hmm,” I moan.

I turn and lay my head down so I can raise my ass as he pounds into me. He doesn’t withdraw his fingers but keeps them inside my pussy, adding a third finger, making me feel so full. All I feel is pleasure and the high wave of an orgasm. Nate is grunting as the slaps of our bodies come together. His cock swells inside my ass, pulsing, and my pussy floods as I come hard, screaming, with his name on my lips.

“You belong to me, all of you. Giselle, you’re all mine,” he says, grunting until he comes with one last thrust, spilling hot cum inside my ass while his hands are holding my hips, arms bulging. He keeps thrusting in and out, riding his orgasm until every drop is inside me.

He turns his head to look at his cock inside my ass. “It’s so beautiful to see my dick inside you,” he whispers.

After a shower, I fall asleep on his chest with my hair sprawled in disarray. The demons don’t come out to play tonight. Tonight, we turned them into art.

Nate

Iwake up to her even breathing on my chest, and it’s the most beautiful way to wake up in the morning. The girl I love in my bed with her sweet scent, keeping my demons from surfacing, knowing that the darkness is inside, and not at the surface where my angel sighs.

Jaden sets up her dancing at The Porcelain Dollhouse. I didn’t lie to her about them reaching out and wanting her to come back. They did, and I told them my girl wasn’t coming back to dance.

She only dances like that for me. Jaden insisted I let her dance one last time, her finale at The Porcelain Dollhouse. It’s the cover we need to have a motive for being there.

I will kill them in revenge for the pain they have caused and reap their souls for the girl they have broken. Tonight, she dances in the light while I play with her demons. She stirs on my chest, and I hate to wake her, but I have to tell her to get ready. We will fly to Sioux Falls, where she and Brie can go to the apartment and pick out what they want to have sent over.

They will be driven to the club while we meet them a short while later. I’m nervous—not nervous about killing those cowards, but I am nervous about asking her, in front of the thousands of people coming to see her, to be my wife. I had a custom engagement ring made for her. It’s a ballerina in a pirouette, holding a five-carat round diamond solitaire. I wanted her ring to be meaningful and beautiful, just like her. My love for her holds no bounds, it’s dark and possessive.

Jaden and Brie know my intention to ask her, and they’re sure she will accept. The black box holding the ring waiting to be placed on her finger is in my closet drawer. I look at her beautiful eyes as they flutter open.

“Good morning, beautiful.” She smiles.

“We leave in two hours to Sioux Falls. Are you ready for tonight?”

“Yes.” She nods, her eyes holding the promise of pleasure and desire.

“Let’s go.”

We arrive at the private airport with Jaden, Brie, and Nick. Nick will be our third. I trust him for this sort of thing. We have had each other’s back in every way possible since we were kids in high school. We leave Brie and Giselle in the blacked-out Bentley, taking them to the apartment where the movers are already waiting for them to take what they want back to Vegas.

Just as planned, we will meet them in time at the club. Once the Bentley takes off with them inside, I can breathe. I don’t want them to be involved in what we are about to do. The three of us are dressed in all-black unmarked hoodies, black jeans, and black sneakers.

“Everything in place?” I ask Jaden.

“Yeah, we have to pick up the three bikes at an unmarked location. Those fucks are in Brie’s mom’s trailer, operating it like a crack house. Her mother is busy working a shift. We will wait until dark and make our move. She won’t be back for three hours after it gets dark.”

“Good.”

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