House of Darkness by K R Alexander

House of Darkness by K R Alexander

Author:K R Alexander [Alexander, K R]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Six Wolves Press
Published: 2019-10-31T16:00:00+00:00


23

I could envision him in me, almost feel him, still telling myself off, yet I could hardly hear. I’d had an excuse in the form of some kind of mind tricks in the haunted house before. Here, I could blame the beer—only that hadn’t been much. I could blame a holdover from the last time an hour ago. I could blame Vel for being … I don’t know what all he was. I mean, he was damn sexy and smooth, weird and creepy, but really and truly, I had to blame me at this point.

I told myself he was forcing me. I mean, he did break in and force himself on me. Totally legit. But there’s force and then there’s force. Even in my muddled, seeking blame state, I had to admit this was the former kind.

He pulled me away from the wall, into him, full contact up and down, biting my lips, stroking my body, moaning softly as I fondled him. I stepped with him, closer, moving out into the floor, heading for the door. Right?

His foreskin made a perfect canvas for layers of sensation with the paintbrush of my hand, shifting pressure and speed as I felt him out, building to a tighter and tighter hold while he rocked his hips into me, begging for more.

He’d said he could stop on a dime. Of course he couldn’t. But that’s what I would do. I would tease him, draw him out. Bring him right to the edge, then done, make him suffer. That would be the comeuppance he deserved. Ah, yes. See, Ripley, you can plan with the best of them.

I would have been snickering at my own wit if not for his mouth on mine and my snatched breath and more and more frantic intensity in my own body, crying out to be touched.

Our legs hit the bed. Where had that come from? Small room. Didn’t have to move far to the window.

Vel pulled down the old slacks he was wearing, and kicked them off. Just like that he was totally naked, his body faintly illuminated in every line from the yellow under-door light and blue-white moonlight.

He tugged my shirt up. I had to shower anyway. That was why I’d come up here. So, yeah, that was playing along. Another minute and I’d walk out. See how patient he really was.

I grinned up at him as he pushed me and I lay back, releasing him then, able to watch his body. His penis drew my gaze—as certain things have a habit of doing—but not like he wasn’t worth looking at overall. He had no idea. I was so going to turn the tables on him.

He worked down my sweaty jeans as I lay back. More torment for him.

I was so hot, so wet, so needing him to touch me. But I could stop. Of course I could if I wanted to. He was the one who would be screwed, who would prove he’d lied. There was nothing patient about that curving rebar of an erection.



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