Page 42 of Baked

His eyes returned to Mary-Jane, seated between his legs. He pressed the blade into her skin as she screamed, blood seeping from the wound.

“Haze! Please!”

He stopped, holding the knife firm. “Why? You fucking hate her, Indi! You always have! And Mary-Jane here, oh, this whore isn’t that innocent, now are you?” He patted her face. “No, you see, something I discovered before killing Carter was that Mary-Jane and frat boy were hooking up on the side!” He laughed. “In some weird twisted way, we’ve all fucked each other! Ha! One big sick and twisted fucking family of whores!”

“I-is that true?” I asked Mary-Jane. She closed her eyes and looked away from me, confirming what he had said. “All this time. You listened to me cry about my insecurities and issues with Carter. You gave me advice and helped me through his bullshit, and you were fucking him the whole time!” I shouted at her. “Was he the only one?” She didn’t respond. “Answer me!” Mary-Jane shook her head. “Oh my god.”

“I told you, Indi.” Haze chimed in. “She never liked you. She hates you. She always has.” His knife returned to her neck. “Let me kill her for you.” Mary-Jane cried.

“No.”

Haze snapped his head up at me. “Why not?”

My wrists pulled against the rope around them as I glared at Mary-Jane. “Because the only thing she has ever wanted is you.” I looked at Haze. “And I want her to feel what it’s like to have to listen to the one person she hates take the one thing she wants.”

Haze stood, completely shocked by my words. “What are you saying?” he asked, stepping closer. He crouched in front of me and gazed into my eyes. “What are you saying, Indi?”

I stared straight back, and I slightly raised my head with a smile. “I want you, Haze.”

“Indi,” he growled, tilting his head. “You don’t know what you’re asking for.”

I licked my lips. “Yes, I do. You’re right, Haze. I’ve always known. And I’m tired of pretending and lying. Tired of resisting.”

He rubbed his face. “If I cut you free, you better not run away. Don’t play games with me, little sis.”

I shook my head. “No games.”

Haze hesitated before leaning down and cutting the rope from my ankles. He watched me closely, leaning across my body to cut the one around my wrists. My hands dropped free. “What now?” he asked.

I wrapped my hands around his neck and leaned in as close as possible. “Break me.”

Haze scooped me up and his mouth crashed into mine. We kissed harder than I had ever kissed someone as he carried me to his room. I pulled him close, playing with his hair, completely consuming him. It was wrong to love him, but I didn’t care. I only wanted to be with him.

Haze carefully dropped me onto his bed. He spread my legs wide and tucked himself between them as I grabbed his cropped shirt and ripped it off him. I had to stop, admiring his bare and gorgeous chest. My fingers trailed along his muscles, feeling the definition of each and everyone as I traced the tattoos. He is so fucking pretty.

“Indi,” he breathed as he watched me. My lips curled as I moved further down, reaching under his sweats. He moaned faintly as my fingers grazed his shaft, causing him to shudderbeneath my touch. I struggled to grab his girthy dick, doing my best to feel every inch of him, rubbing my hand up and down. His body jolted, and he leaned closer, kissing my neck.

“Don’t stop,” he whispered into my ear before biting it. I squeezed him hard, pulling my fingers back towards me as I began to rub his swollen tip. It was dripping and overly excited. He gasped, biting my collarbone. “God, that feels so good.”

“Take them off,” I begged. Haze reluctantly pulled back and removed the rest of his clothes as I kicked my panties away. He looked at me, grinning as his dick stood hard, dripping for me. It made my mouth salivate at the very thought of it inside me. I never forgot how fucking good it felt.

Haze crawled along the bed and began to kiss me. He started at my ankles, kissing the marks left behind by the rope, and gently traveled up my leg. I moaned, squeezing the sheets as he did so. He kissed my inner thigh, biting it as I winced and cried out. He laughed, breathing against my skin. His mouth then moved to my pussy, kissing my tender clit. My back arched, and I leaned into him, feeling his tongue as it swirled around. I grabbed a handful of his hair with one hand, pushing him closer as he began to fuck me with his tongue. My pussy throbbed, desperately clinging to him as he moaned into me. My pelvis rocked against his face as I moaned. I could feel my walls tightening.

Oh fuck!

“Not yet,” he whispered into my body. He slowly pulled out and kissed my pussy. I whined as he laughed, kissing my lower stomach. He crawled closer, kissing my body all over. He made his way to my breasts and kissed them, those kisses turning into playful bites. Haze looked at me, and I watched as he opened his mouth and licked my hardened nipples ever so lightly. My body burned, his delicate touch making my walls contract, begging to feel him. It was too much. I wanted him too fucking bad.

My legs wrapped around his torso as hands clawed his back, pulling him closer. “I need you,” I whined. He released my nipple and lifted his head as his mouth met mine. We kissed a while longer, grinding against each other until it was impossible to resist ourselves anymore.

Haze rubbed my pussy with his finger, feeling my wetness. “You’re so fucking wet, Indi.” He played with me before pulling his tip to my body. I gasped as he rubbed it between my folds, our wetness mixing as we struggled to control ourselves. Haze looked at me, his eyes desperate and hungry. “Fuck, this is all I’ve ever wanted. You are all I’ve ever wanted, Indi. Ever since that night, I’ve been obsessed—addicted to loving you. I’ve spent every fucking minute of every fucking day trying to make you love me back.” It nearly broke me to know how much torture he must’ve been in all these years. How much we’d both suffered. “You’re mine, little sis.”

“You’re wrong, Haze,” I breathed. He made a face, telling me he was confused. I only smiled as I spoke. “You’remine.” As the words left my mouth, I pulled his body close with my legs and let his dick slip deep inside my body. He cried out at the sudden pressure of my pussy as I inhaled so sharply, my breathing hitched.

Haze immediately began to fuck me hard, pounding into my body as I held him close. We were both so loud, completely gone and drowning in the darkness between us. And now that we were no longer hiding our desires, we were finally able to be completely and unapologetically sick. Together.

“Oh yes,” I moaned, digging my nails into his back. “Fuck me, Haze. Fuck me!” He pinned my arms above my head and lifted both my legs over his shoulders, driving his dick so hard into my pussy as he slammed into my body. I could barely breathe, unable to hold anything back as I began to come. “No!” I didn’t want to, not yet. I wanted to edge myself a little longer and enjoythis with him. “Fuck!” I immediately came, my walls squeezing his shaft as he groaned and thumbed my clit. I cried out, coming all over him, twitching as he milked my body.

“Oh fuck, Indi,” he moaned alongside me. “Fuck!” Our bodies rocked as Haze remained buried deep inside me and also came. I could feel his cum seeping from my pussy as he didn’t let up. It all felt so good, and despite coming so quickly, I didn’t want to stop. I wanted to keep going as long as I possibly could.

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