Whispers in the Dark_Dark Romance by Leteisha Newton

Author:Leteisha Newton [Newton, Leteisha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance / Dark Romance
Publisher: Boundless Tales
Published: 2018-03-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sevente en

Jacob

We were sick, twisted fucks. So much like my father, even though we hated him. From him, we learned to enjoy the beauty of death, and that beauty could only be achieved by the destruction of perfection. Jonathan was in his prime. Fresh off a kill. Invincible to the world. It was a perfect time to take him and break him. To snap every part of his psyche, and then, in the end, show him he was nothing. I was on her like a peeping Tom through the slat in her door. Watched her eyes dilate, her body quiver, and her nipples harden.

She was so fucking beautiful.

Covered in black and wearing a dangerous smile, she was my perfect woman. Fashioned by the devil, born of a demon, and tested through the fire, she’d come out made of pure stone and as pervasive as whispers in the dark. And I wanted her so much I could taste it. As my gaze traced her, I released my cock from my pants. It was thick and solid in my hand, swelling at the sight of her.

When she licked her lips, chuckling darkly, I twisted my hand around the end, the motion smooth and hot. Perfect, like her mouth would be. Blood covered her hands as she dropped the tool on her work table. I imagined her palming my balls, the warm stickiness coating me. My free hand found its way to my balls, cupping them. My hands were hers. My pleasure belonged to her.

I pumped my shaft, from base to tip, envisioning her graceful, deadly fingers gripping my length. She twisted her hand, grinning at the liquid leaking from the tip. And then she breathed over me—hot fucking fire—and it shot through me. Nerve endings pulsing with pleasure I turned my head and bit the black leather of my jacket, imagining it was her neck. Somehow, though, her mouth was still on me. Still taunting me with her tongue, her hot little mouth.

Pumping my hips, I stilled my hand so it was like I was fucking her face. Pushing my way, forcing myself between her lips and into her throat. So fucking good. So tight. The death grip I had on my length was better than anything I’d ever had. I couldn’t get hard for anyone else. Didn’t know what it was like to take a woman to my bed.

I’d saved it all for her.

She’d forgive me for training my cock with my hand. Teaching it to withstand pain. To last longer. To revel in darkness. She’d appreciate that I’d done so much for her. Waited when no one else would have. Proved I was all she ever needed, like I’d already promised her. And it would come soon. I’d have her. Be inside of her. Possess her. That thought was enough. My balls tightened against my palm. Throbbing, muscles clenching, I bit harder into my jacket. Swallowing the moans, I stayed quiet. I was close. Just there.

She pulled a large, square tarp next to her victim on the table before removing his straps.

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