Page 42 of The Demons We Hide

I tell him the truth. "Nothing," I say. I can't think of anything but the way he grips both of my nipples and pinches them, stretching them out and away from my chest, making my back bow. When he releases them, the soreness only adds to the waterfall of liquid between my legs.

Gio's hand moves down. His thumb rubs against my clit and the heat of him presses me up the mountain further and further towards oblivion. I want it. I want it more than anything in the world—more than the breath in my lungs, than the light in the sky, than even the return of my normal life. I don't care about what was once normal to me anymore. Wealth. Assets. Status. I can live without it because I havethis.

"Almost there," Gio says. I moan as I catch sight of the two of us in the mirror.

His cock thrusts in and out of me, the thick length of him a lighter shade than the rest of his skin. He fucks me hard, dragging me down against him again and again, forcing my breasts to bounce lightly. He flicks my clit and I grit my teeth to stop from screaming again. The rumble of his chuckle is tense with his own impending release.

"Look at those fucking nipples," Gio murmurs. "So tight. Did you like it when I pinched them?" He doesn't give me a chance to reply. "I know you did. You'll like this too."

Before I have a chance to ask what he's talking about, Gio presses two fingers next to his cock. It's too late. I was already on the next descent and I can't stop it in time. He spears into me with both his fingers and his cock as his thumb presses against my clit. I throw my head back as he stretches me far more than I ever expected.

"You're fucking dripping all over my hand just like you did that knife. What a beautiful sight. All this cream. Next time I get you all to myself, you know what I'm going to do to you?"

Tears enter my eyes as my lungs begin to burn. It's too much and not enough in the same breath. I need to fucking cum. It's not there yet and I can't stand it. "Gio." I gasp. "Gio,please."

If he hears me, he doesn't fucking react. He just keeps talking as if I hadn't said anything. "I'm going to tie you down and spread you open and then I’m going to slide underneath you. I'm going to have you ride my face, Jules. You're going to grind these hips of yours and make yourself cum while I shove my tongue so far in your pussy, you'll be seeing stars. Can you picture it, baby? Do you want that?”

"Yes!" I scream. I don't even care anymore about the thin walls or the broken squeak in my voice. I'm gasping, panting, crying, and I still haven't cum. "God, fuck, Gio!"

"Yeah, I thought you might like that." I can hear the grin in his tone. He's driving me wild. Absolutely insane. My hips move, following the movements of his own.

"What a naughty little girl." He laughs. "It's so funny. Everyone thought you'd be this stuck-up princess when you fell from grace. But you're not, are you? You're a dirty slut just waiting for someone to take control of you. Is that what you want, Jules? Do you want me to take control?"

Yes,I realize. I want that more than anything. I'm fucking tired. I'm tired of dealing with all this shit. Exhausted to the bone. How the hell can people do this day in and day out? Work. School. Life. It's all become too much. I need a fucking break. I can handle it as long as I have someone to lean on. I can do it all, no fucking problem, but I don't want to be alone anymore. I've always been alone. Even when I was surrounded by people.

"You want to know something else?" Gio asks, not waiting for me to formulate a response to his last questions. He kisses my cheek as he fucks into me. I grind down against him, lost to the sensations. A hunger I've never known—like an animal beneath my skin—forces my movements, keeping me in the haze of delirious pleasure marred by only the slightest stretch of pain. It's not enough to make me stop, but just enough to keep me on that razor-sharp edge.

"That knife you fucked yourself with?"

In the mirror, my lips are parted, my cheeks are flushed and my hair hands in damp strands around my face. My hands are flat on the floor as I fuck back on his cock. He keeps talking.

"Didn't it look familiar to you?"

That has me slowing the rolling of my hips.Familiar?The grin he gives me in the reflection is all cold calculation. A shiver skates down my spine. Anyone who thinks Gio is the soft one of the Scorpion Kings is so very wrong.

Gio leans closer and grips my hip as his fingers remain against his cock, forcing my pussy to stretch further around him. His thumb runs in mind-numbing circles. Black and white dots dance in my vision.

"That was the same knife that killed the man who tried to rape you." Gio's words are so low I almost don't hear them, but just as he finishes the statement, he presses his thumb against my clit harder than before and thrusts into me until the ball of his piercing slams into a spot inside me that acts as the trigger point to my orgasm.

Shaking, I cry out. My limbs seize and tremble, the muscles in my thighs and abdomen bunching and releasing in jerky motions. Tears creep out of the corners of my eyes as I gasp for air that never makes it into my lungs.

"Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck." Those are the only words I can manage to get out. It's enough though. Enough to let Gio know, and he whips his fingers out of my cunt a moment later, gripping me hard as he shoves me forward. My knees land on the floor as his hand sinks into my hair and he jerks my head back.

He fucks into me on his knees, thrusting his cock into me until it hurts. All the while, his grip in my hair forces my face forward so that I have to see the two of us in the mirror. Him, like a wild god behind me, as he bares his teeth and holds on to my hip for leverage for each lunge.

"Again, Jules," he growls.

I shake my head. I can't. I don't think it's physically possible for me to have another orgasm now. He doesn't seem to care. Gio reaches beneath me and pinches my clit between his thumb and finger much like he had my nipples and I seize all over again.

"Cum," he demands. "Show me how good and dirty you can be, Jules. Cum all over my fingers and my cock."

I do. There's no stopping the warm rush of liquid as my orgasm floods my system and drenches my inner thighs. I close my eyes, no longer able to keep watching as Gio grunts and slams into me one last time. The hot wash of his cum fills me and I know ... I should've run the second he came through the window.

17

JULIET

“Go somewhere with us.” I close my eyes and groan as Gio’s words interrupt the otherwise blissful afterglow of sex.

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