Page 29 of Riot

“You’re not bein’ a good girl when you don’t listen,” I grumble.

“I miss you,” she whispers. “I think I would’ve missed you if we’d never even met.”

My heart pounds so loudly in my chest, I’m sure that it’s gonna give away my hiding spot. “You what?”

“You heard me. I want to explore you and me, when this is over.”

“I want to explore you and me too, babe, with my tongue, hands and my cock.”

“Holy shit.” The phone muffles again, like she’s covering up the receiver. “I actually meant get to know you, but that works too.”

I snicker. “I forgot that you’re a good girl.”

“I’m not that good. I don’t know where you got that impression from.”

I smile, despite myself. “You were the one who told me you didn’t sleep around, that sounds pretty good to me.”

“I’m just… particular. I have to feel a connection before I just jump into bed with someone.”

“And do you feel a connection with me, Halo?”

“Y–yes. I do. I just wish we didn’t have to meet under these circumstances.”

“I get that, but if we can get through this, I’m sure we can get through a date.”

“Oh, so you plan on dating me first?”

“Before I use my tongue, hands and my cock, yeah. It’s the polite thing to do.”

“You’re a very bad man,” she giggles. Even when the situation is dire, I still like hearing her laugh. It soothes me. That cold, dark place inside that needs to be nurtured. It wantsher. I want her. But if she ever knew what a monster I really was, how I enjoy this dark part of me — killing people — she’d run a mile. And I wouldn’t blame her. It would be the right thing to do. I’m not good for her, but that doesn’t seem to register right now.

“So I’ve been told.”

“I like what you said… about my body.” Her voice is a whisper now.

“I meant every word. If I ever hear you berate yourself or make fun of your ass, I’m gonna smack it really fuckin’ hard.”

“Holy shit.”

“You like that idea, babe? You like the idea of your juicy, sexy ass sprawled over my lap while I spank your cheeks?”

“Oh.”

I chuckle again. “Has anyone ever talked dirty to you?”

“N–no.”

That figures. She’s so easy to shock. “Good, that means nobody’s probably ever spanked your ass then, right?”

“Never.”

I adjust my dick, still pulling the parts of my rifle out of the canister. Talking like this while I set up my gun has my dick leaking.

“Would you let me spank it, Halo?”

“As long as it isn’t too hard, I don’t like pain.” I love how honest she is.

“I’d never hurt you, and I’d do it soft, let you get used to it.”

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