Page 13 of Craved By Lust

“Yes and no. There is an innocent little lamb I’ve got my eye on that’s begging to be eaten, but I’m letting her marinate a bit more. I just need to make sure I keep the flies at bay,” I tell him, rocking on my heels.

“Oh! She must be wonderful to catch your attention… I don’t think I’ve ever seen you this dedicated,” my mom claps her hands over her cheeks, and my dad raises a brow.

“Yes, she is different, and I’m going to take pursuing her seriously. I’m even shutting down my roster.”

“Wow. How… interesting.” My mom blinks

“You? Shut down your roster?” my dad raises his brow, now fully invested.

“Yeah…”

“But you’ve never done that before. Are you sure that’s okay?” he adds with a raised brow.

“Why wouldn’t it be?” I ask him as we stare each other down until my dad looks away.

“So if you cut off your roster, what will you be doing for work? Maybe you should consider coming to help your brothers?” he suggests, and I shake my head.

“No, I’ve had enough of that. I’ll just keep working at the club for now. I want to have more time to spend with my lamb,” I tell them, and they stare at each other before turning back to me.

“O… okay honey, if you s-say so, but still, I’m surprised that you’re going this far.” Mom gives me a thin-lipped smile.

Despite how I look, I hate people. They’re annoying. Women are only for fucking, and men? They can go to hell. Going back to the family wouldn’t be a bad thing, but that’s even more tedious than working at the club. My goal is to spend more time with Jessica and going back would have the opposite effect.

They’d ply me with so much work that I would never be able to see Jessica! And if they do that, how would I ever be able to sweetly swoop in and sweep her off her feet, lock the cuffs on her cute little wrists, and make it so she can never escape?Nope… not worth it.

“You don’t have to worry about me,” I assure them. “Anyway, I’ll be spending more time at my place since I have business to handle. Tellthemnot to come by for the time being.” I turn on my heel and leave, going up to my room, quickly shower, and throw out the dress.

Then I sit there for a while waiting for her text back, but nothing comes, and my body begins to burn.What is she doing? Whydidn’t she text back? Is she okay? Is she talking to that dead mother fucker from earlier? I’ll kill him… I’ll lock her aw—Fuck this! I can’t stand it. I riffle through my things to pull out an empty diary I’d been saving for the perfect occasion and my gear before heading out in one of the older cars.

It takes no time to get to her place, where I park in a less surveilled area. I then make my way over to the side of the building where there’s a broken streetlight and climb onto the balcony. From there I jump, grasping the next balcony, using my strength to lift myself up and do the same until I reach the third-floor balcony of her place, where I pull out my black card, popping the lock easily.

The moment I open the door, my dick slides down my leg, growing as I take in her delicious scent, salivating.Jesus…I swallow, stepping in, shaking from how good it smells in her home.

Even though it’s dark, I can clearly see all her jerseys, awards, and football gear, along with her schoolbooks. I take my time looking over and through everything, memorizing even her playlist because no detail about her is too small.

I go through her kitchen, noting the food and brands she likes, down to the water and her favorite protein. I want to know everything. Pads or tampons? What brand of mouthwash? Is the toothbrush soft, medium, or hard bristles?Everything.

When I step into her room where her smell is the thickest, I cock my head to the side and clutch my chest, heart beating like I’verun a marathon at full speed when I see her sprawled all over the queen-sized bed, snoring.My God…I stagger back as a thick glob of pre cum drips down my leg.How can one person be the personification of beauty and sin?

I swallow three… no four… five times, but the saliva continues to pool into my mouth.I just know the pussy tastes heavenly.On shaky legs that jiggle like jelly, I stalk over to her slowly, just taking her in. Simply looking at her makes my heart beat faster every minute.How is she so fucking perfect?

I reach for her phone, plucking it from her fingers, and use my device to unlock it, smiling when I see that the first thing that pops up is our text messages.This girl drives me fucking crazy…but I need to see what else she has going on.Who the fuck was that mother fucker outside?

I scroll through, reading her texts like a book, taking my time, landing on the asshole who lacks refined taste and made my job of getting closer to my baby harder. Sons of bitches like him need to die. How dare he break up with such a perfect woman?! But killing him might make her sad and remorseful to that bastard, and that’s the last thing I want.I need all of her attention…

After copying her texts, pictures, and files in her phone, I install my undetectable spyware before I plug it to the charger and set it on the bedside table before turning to my girl and immediately she takes my breath away. Sitting in the car with her was torture… leaving her to go to that bitch felt insidious. But this is why I stayed away from her.

It was like my brain instinctively told me to stay away from her, but now that’s over. With bated breath, I reach out with a shaky hand and run a finger up her belly, feeling my body vibrate. I pant when I reach the top of her shirt, which just cups her round tits. Sweat drips down my brow as I go to lift it, but I only get a peek of her dark brown, dusky nipples before she moans, throwing her hand over her chest, making me quickly snatch my hand back, disappointed.

But just that little tease is enough to make me pull out my dick and run my hand over the sticky head.More…I reach out, hand hovering just over her pussy, and I double over in pain at the heat radiating from it. I pant, mind out of control, gently dipping a knee into her bed, stroking my dick, and slowly running my nose along her pussy where I see itglistening.Shit…my eyes roll to the back of my head as her freshly showered pussy washes over me.Oh, she’s going to kill me… I fucking love it, but next time I want to smell it before it’s washed.

While stroking my dick, I place gentle kisses all over her body, leaning over her and staring at her face, biting my lip as my nut builds up. Sweat drips down my body as I silently hyperventilate and my body seizes up while I cum in my hand, grunting, resisting the urge to smear it over her. However, when I look down, I’m surprised to see blood on her cheek, and I sit up over her and rub my face with my clean hand, realizing my nose is bleeding.What the fuck?

Slowly so as not to wake my baby, I climb from bed, grab a tissue from her bedside table, gently wipe her face, and smile at how pretty she is while I clean the cum from my hand and place it into my pocket so as not to leave evidence. But watching her,I can’t resist the urge to pull out my phone and snap as many pictures of her as I can.

I don’t know how long I stood there taking pictures, but regrettably, I have to stop when my phone flashes me a fucked up “Memory full” notification.Stupid fucking phone!How little is a terabyte of storage? I need to buy a personal hard drive… no, FIVE!Yeah, that’ll do.

Damn, wish I could have taken her underwear, but she washed them already… tragic.But a clean pair is better than nothing.I sit beside her on the floor, pull the notebook from the backpack with my gear inside, and open it, where I place stickers and pull out my pen, writing.

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