Page 4 of Stalked By the Demon
For one horrible moment nothing happens, and I’m half-convinced that I’ve scared him away. Then he bats my hand off and grips the waistband of my boy shorts, tugging them down underneath my ass cheeks in one swift motion.
“Mmf, oh shit.” I pant as my cock springs up into the cool night air, slapping my bare stomach.
Then his hand is wrapped so tightly around me that it’s almost painful and large enough that my cockhead just peeks out the top of his fist. I wrench open my eyes. Seeing the russet red mushroom, my slit leaking copious amounts of precum, makes me moan again.
The hand on my jaw shifts, and he presses two of those impossibly long fingers into my mouth. I suck them in, flicking my tongue over every inch, eyes rolling in my head again as red-hot tingles travel through my body.
This has to be a new low for me. I’ve never felt this turned-on in my life, and it’s with a complete stranger.
But… somehow, that doesn’t feel true. It feels like I’ve met him before, the distant memory of a faded photograph, or a childhood home I haven’t been back to in years. The way my body reacts to him sure doesn’t feel like a stranger. It folds under his touch like a well-practiced lover.
His cock is definitely on the same page. If I thought he was big before, it’s nothing compared to now. Two delicious-looking balls dangle between his muscled thighs.
My mouth waters around his fingers. I want it so bad.
But the man doesn’t seem inclined to give it to me. Instead, he hauls me against him, ripping his fingers out of my mouth and replacing them with his own.
“Oh!”
He kisses like a hurricane, a whirlwind of tongue and teeth that makes me clutch at his strong shoulders and hump his hand like a jackhammer. His tongue is so long. Long enough to reach the back of my throat, lapping and exploring every inch of me, just like he did with my body. The slight burn of his scratchy, dark stubble only heightens the sensations.
“More,” I moan, eyes half-lidded, and my brain so hazy with lust it’s a wonder I can speak. “Please. Please, I need more.”
I don’t know what I’m begging for, but as if reading my mind, his hand slips from my hair down to my ass. The one place he didn’t check before. Burying his face into my neck, he grunts and slips long fingers between the two globes, stroking the hot, furled place down there.
That’s all it takes. Those gorgeous fingers nudging at my virgin hole, and his hand around my cock like a vice. Then I’m coming so hard I see stars.
My entire body shakes with the force of it, rope after rope spurting from my cock and coating his fist. Some of it splashes up to hit my stomach, the hem of my crop top.
“Ohmygod, ohmygod.” I groan, shuddering and shaking as the best orgasm of my entire life wracks through me.
The man huffs, letting go of my cock, and brings his hand up to his mouth to lick my come.Mycome. It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life. And so filthy it makes me shiver. When I reach down to pull up my shorts, my face comes within inches of his cock, and I can’t help but stare at it, mesmerized.
What would all that length feel like in my mouth?
“You taste sweet, human.”
My cheeks heat at the praise. No doubt I'm turning the most unflattering shade of red right now.
I blink up at him. “Really?
He runs the back of his dirty hand down my cheek and draws me up close, close enough that I can finally see his face in the darkness.
“I want to see what you look like on my cock.”
In any other circumstance, those words would be enough to get me ready for another round. But even though I hear what he’s saying, his mouth doesn’t move.
His mouth doesn’tmove.
Panic kicks my brain into high gear, and before I can fully process what’s happening, I’m ripping out of his hold and taking off through the corn maze.
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The further I stumble through the cornstalks, still buzzing from that earth-shattering orgasm, the more I realize that running away from my only savior is the dumbest thing I’ve done today.
Dumber than fucking a stranger’s fist, maybe.
Be rational, Charlie. I must be more freaked out than I thought if I really believed that… what, that guy has telepathic powers or something? Maybe I should turn back.
