Page 20 of Vicious Little Darling

“Deadbolt, too,” I say as I take the shirt from him, still holding my dress up with one hand.

“I always lock the deadbolt,” he says flatly. “You need a hell of a lot more than that, but whatever. I’ll feel better when you’re out of this shithole.”

“I know, and I will be soon,” I say, forcing a smile.

“Right.” He sighs, and then heads for the exit of my apartment. I drop my dress and unhook my strapless bra, letting it all fall to the floor. I pull the T-shirt over my head and go straight for my bed, trying not to look at the picture frame as I slip by it.

Maybe I put it there.But even in my drunken state of mind, I know that’s not the truth. I didn’t put it there. I know I didn’t. I hear Josh turn the deadbolt, right as I close my eyes, and I am suddenly aware of my solitude. My skin crawls with goosebumps as I consider someone’s having been in my apartment… but who?

I know the answer already. Skull-face.

My pussy comes to life, and I’m met with the memory of his thick cock pressed into me. A small whimper escapes my lips as I slide my hand down my abdomen. I’m not someone who regularly entertains my fantasies, but I’msoturned on right now.

I slide my fingers under my underwear, keeping my eyes shut to avoid staring into the pitch black. I try to imagine his lips on my skin, even though I don’t know what he looks like. It wouldn’t matter. I’d take him regardless. His voice was commanding, even with the mask muffling it.

I flick my clit, and let out a moan that fills the silence. My back arches as arousal pours through my body, swelling between my legs.

That’s when I hear the creak of my closet door.

Fear tremors through my body, but I justify it as the old apartment making noises. I’m so close to coming that I don’t want to stop, and I pick up my pace, driving a finger inside of myself.

“You couldn’t wait for me could you.”

A whisper makes me freeze, and my eyes flutter open to take in the sight of a tall, broad shadow lingering at the foot of my bed. I see the skull-face in the small amount of light glinting off the grayish hue.

“How…” I can’t even get the words out as he flips the covers off the bed.

“Shut up,” he whispers, his voice hard. “Roll over onto your stomach.” The tone of his whisper is heady with lust and desire.

And Idowhat he says.

My heart thuds with nervous anticipation of what's to come. Face down in the pillow, I feel his weight at the end of my bed. Warm, heavy hands grab my thighs, and pull my ass into the air. The cool air causes me to tremble, and he chuckles as he slaps my left cheek with a force that causes me to cry out.

“Look at you,” he sneers. “Ass in the air, begging for me to do what I want with you. Why aren’t you desperate for the other men? Huh?”

“I… I don’t know,” I answer breathlessly as he spreads me open. It’s a fuckinggoodquestion, and I can’t answer it. I reallydon’t knowwhy. All I know is Iwanthim to do whatever he wants—even if I have no idea why.

Kink unlocked.

He glides his fingers from back to front, diving them into my pussy as he reaches it. I squeeze my eyes shut and pant at thefullness, realizing he’s already stretching me with two or three fingers.

“I’m twice this size,” he groans, pressing deeper into me, and I can't hold back a moan as my body responds to him. My hips instinctively arch toward his hand, craving more. “But I’m afraid that once I fuck you, baby, it’s over for both of us.”

I whimper as I feel his hot, warm, and wet tongue circle my ass. “Oh God,” I moan out. He grunts as he drops lower, covering me with his tongue. I nearly fall right over the edge, and he grips my thighs tighter, burying his face between my legs. I rock back, pressing myself against him, writhing to work myself to the orgasm I’m now desperate for.

The stranger drops his hand from my pussy and then wraps his arms around my thighs, lifting my entire body into the air and causing me to straddle his face. I gasp in surprise, realizing how exposed I am. However, his mouth on my clit causes the nerves to dissipate. He sucks so hard that I cry out, and I finally explode, my orgasm rolling through my body in waves and making my legs shake uncontrollably.

“Ohfuck,” he growls into me, lapping up every drop my body gives him.

I squeeze my eyes shut, a mixture of regret and embarrassment flooding through my body as the high recedes.What the hell am I doing? He broke into my apartment.A jolt of fear sends my heart racing and I try to wriggle free from his grasp.

“What’s wrong?” he chuckles, dropping my legs down to the bed. I can barely hear his voice over the ringing in my ears, and I scramble away from him. When I make it to my headboard, I stop, turning to face him and pulling my knees to my chest.

“Why the fuck are you in my apartment?” I demand, a chill running down my spine as my eyes land on the skull mask, already back in place.

“Really?” he retorts, his voice muffled once again.

I wrap my arms around my knees tighter, a burst of new fear hitting me as he comes toward me, his large figure looming over my head. His hand juts out before I can stop him, wrapping around my chin so tightly I whimper.

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