The feel of the beads drag over my entrance has me moaning as I push back.
“Ah, is my little slut eager?”
I toss my hair over my shoulder and stare into his dark eyes. The backwards hat is the only thing on his body. As our gazes lock, he slams his full length into me.
I lower my head. Billy grips my hips and thrusts into me harder.
“Gush for me again, squirt all over my cock.”
He slams into my pussy, pushing me closer to the edge. My muscles clench as I push down the need to come, but as he pulls his dick out, I can’t hold back, gushing all over him.
“Fucking perfect. Such a good girl.”
Words I didn’t know I needed make me warm inside.
He thrusts into me, and my head is jerked up by his palm while he grips my throat. I glance over my shoulder into his eyes. They darken, and his Adam’s apple bobs as his hand tightens.
He turns my chin as far as it’ll go, bringing his leg up. He pushes forward, filling me with his cock.
“Open your mouth.”
I do, and he spits inside. I swallow and he grins. Billy’s fingers tighten against my flesh as he groans and fills me with his come.
“Perfect little cum dumpster. I own you, Lou. You were made for me. This pussy fits my cock like a fucking glove.”
He pulls out, and I fall forward, boneless. He lies beside me, warmth covering my side from his body as the light scent of amber and tobacco surrounds us.
“You okay, darlin’?”
“Mhmm…” is all I can muster.
“You sure?”
I tap his chest and roll away from him, trying to cover myself with the sheet, but it is stuck under him.
“Water?” he asks, and I nod. He gets off the bed and grabs his jeans.
As he leaves the room, I haul myself off the mattress before pulling on a tee and heading to the bathroom.
“So tell me more about this stalker. What should I watch out for?” Billy asks as I pass him in the hallway and we walk into my bedroom together.
I grasp the glass he’s holding out and take a sip. It’s cool against my fingertips.
“I don’t know. Can you look over the house to see if it’s been wired up? God, that sounds so fucking stupid. As if my life could be that exciting.”
“Sure, I can check for you. I’ll do whatever it takes to protect you. I thought I ran Miles out of town, but didn’t know someone else was also looking out foryou.” Billy steals a glance at me before crossing the room and stripping off his jeans.
“What if it’s that killer?”
“Two things: what killer, and what’s got your head in such a tizzy?”
I relax my face into the perfect replica of a happy mask. Grasping the sheet, I pull the soft fabric over my thighs and lean against the wall behind the bed.
“Don’t bullshit me, Lou. You might convince others, but you’ll never fool me.”
“Just nasty thoughts. People say ‘forget about it’ or ‘get over it,’ but it’s never quite that simple, is it?”
He leans against me, his arm encircling my shoulders, bringing us closer together in a comforting embrace.