Page 106 of The Cute Psycho

"My greedy little nun," I rasp, unable to take my eyes off the way her pussy is eating my cum, the white perfect against her glistening pink. Taking my fingers, she prompts me to do the same.

"I like yours better; they're bigger." She blushes, and I can only oblige.

Using two fingers, I press all my cum inside of her, swiping at her walls, the velvety feel of her channel only making my cock weep with envy. Slowly moving my fingers in and out, Sisi is soon moaning again, lifting her hips and widening her legs so I can fuck her better.

"That's... right there," she cries out as I stroke her deep inside, her walls immediately contracting around my fingers. "Yes, God!"

I collapse next to her, and she burrows closer, snuggling in the crook of my arm. Her fingers are back to tracing the surface of my chest, and my discomfort from earlier resurfaces. She's making my skin tingle with an awareness that wasn't there before, and I don't know if I like it. As she continues with her caresses, my breathing hitches, mymind going into overdrive. I start thinking of all the possibilities, all the things thatcouldhappen butshould not.

"I'm going to take a shower," I blurt out, taking her hands off me and rising from the bed. "After that, I'll take you home," I say, not waiting for her reply as I head to the bathroom.

I spend some time under the shower, the water ice cold to calm my errant heart and bring some clarity into my turbulent mind. I don't like feeling like this... It's just like being on the cusp of an attack that never comes, my body primed for fight, my mind ready to slip.

But it doesn't.

I'm breaking down. There's no other explanation for it. My expiration date is nearing. I'd known for a long time that I wasn't going to live forever, not with the way both body and mind betray me.

My limbs start trembling, from cold or residual adrenaline I don't know. I just recognize my own failing body as it seeks an equilibrium.

Human biology is so mind-blowing; it can immediately recognize foreign bodies and expel them, ensuring continuation of life. The entire purpose of one's body is to protect itself from the outside.

But what if the danger comes from the inside?

I am the foreign entity in my own body, and I can feel it trying to rebel against my presence, wrestling with my own conscience to throw me out.

I'm running out of time.

The realization is both sobering and, for the first time, saddening.

I need to get to Katya before anything happens to me. I need to punish Vanya's killer. And more than anything, I need more time with Sisi before I lose myself.

24

VLAD

I'm having problems concentrating throughout the day, my thoughts drifting back to Sisi. I'd managed to get her home before noon, and luckily no one had realized she was not in her room. She'd proceeded to tell me that Marcello and Catalina had been giving her a wide berth since they think she's having a hard time accommodating to life outside Sacre Coeur, so they've mostly left her to her own devices.

While her explanation had been satisfactory, I couldn't help but notice that she'd become slightly closed off, not meeting my eyes and not even offering to kiss me when I'd dropped her off.

She'd just looked at me blankly and said her goodbye, effectively kicking me out.

Did I do something?

I've been racking my brain the entire day, thinking that maybe I'd offended her somehow. I'd gone through every single interaction, cataloguing my replies and her reactions, and I'd found all to be satisfactory. Why, I'd made her come at least four times, and she'd looked perfectly sated.

Until she suddenly wasn't...

Maybe it's because I told her I'd get her home? Did she want tosleep with me in my bed? But she'd been the one to want to get home before anyone noticed her absence, so I really don't understand what I could have done to make her behave like this.

Sighing deeply, I close my computer and massage my temples. Since I'm unable to get any work done today, I might as well focus my efforts elsewhere.

A while later, I find myself at Marcello's house, paying him a short visit. He certainly seems surprised to see me, as he narrows his eyes at me, reluctantly inviting me into his office.

Ah, but I know exactly why he's giving me such awarmwelcome. He thinks I'm a danger in his house, especially now that he has something to lose.

"Stop worrying that pretty head of yours," I drawl as I take a seat, "I'm not going to go on a killing spree anytime soon."

"Better safe than sorry," he mutters under his breath, and I roll my eyes.

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