Page 17 of Forbidden Property
That’s my cum in there. She could already be pregnant.I groan and lose what little control I had, grateful that I withheld my climax until Geralynn finished to make her believe that my orgasm was truly entirely within my control. I couldn’t have lasted long in a pussy that tight. Why does it have to be Geralynn?
The guttural moan that wracks through my chest nearly causes my weight to collapse on Geralynn as my hips push her forward into the bed. She squeals and tries to shove my body away from hers as the first spurt of my cum erupts from my cock and I begin to paint her back walls.
“You fucking…” I growl with utter hatred for Geralynn. My hips drive forward even more forcefully than before. My desire for pleasure between Geralynn’s legs and the dark desire to continue fulfilling the dream fantasy that I thought would be confined to the dream world. She moans and clings to me as my cock shoots another spurt between her legs.
“Don’t stop…” Geralynn moans.Why would she say that to me?I lose more control than I ever had before.
There’s more cum shooting out of my cock than I have ever released before. I clutch Geralynn’s ass and pull her against me. There’s so much more I could do with her… I groan and release the last few drops of cum between her legs. It feels so fucking good to cum inside her.
Once I finish, I gasp for breath and try to ease my cock out of Geralynn’s tightness. It hurts to try to leave her and my heart pounds with panic as my body remains glued to hers. I suck on Geralynn’s lower lip and bite down hard to force a scream out of her. She arches her hips forward as pain sears through her body and I get the strength to withdraw my cock from Geralynn’s wetness.
Fuck,she feels so good. When I pull out of her and glance down at Geralynn’s face, reality smacks me hard. This mightfeel good but it doesn’t matter. It’s wrong. She’s wrong. My face contorts in rage and the desire to attack Geralynn and punish her for what she did to me surges in my chest.
“I’m going to kill you,” I whisper, running my hand over her cheek while keeping her pinned to the bed. “I’m going to slip into my kitchen and gut you like a sweet little fish for drugging me and stealing my seed. So I hope you enjoyed the best fuck of your life.”
I slide out of bed and spring across the bedroom towards the door, confident that within a few seconds, I’ll have a large Japanese kitchen knife pressed against Geralynn’s throat. Nobody can find out that I did this and Geralynn cannot have this vulnerability to hold against me forever.
My hand shakes as I grab my door handle.What the hell is wrong with me?I bend the handle or… I try to, because the handle doesn’t move. What the hell? I try the door again, but the more I shake and yank at the door handle, the more I come to the unfortunate realization that it’s locked.
This is worse than I thought.
Muchworse than I thought. I turn around to face Geralynn, who I assumed would be right where I left her, lying in bed with my cum seeping out of her pussy. This is what she wanted, isn’t it? Otherwise, she wouldn’t have drugged me. My heart races. I don’t know if she drugged me, honestly. I don’t remember shit. I can’taccessmemories. I just know that we’re locked in my bedroom from the outside and Geralynn is…
Fuck, she’s in the bathroom. I have a large en-suite bathroom with a walk-in shower and a giant window that’s a couple stories off the ground and made entirely of impenetrable bullet proof glass. Geralynn doesn’t know that it’s bulletproof, but she might suspect it’s a way out of the house. It’snot.
“Geralynn, get back here,” I growl at her, feigning some sense of control. I walk towards my bathroom door and glance around. She’s not there. I’m wrong. I whip around to look over my shoulders for Geralynn and see my miscalculation at the last second. She leaps out of my closet holding one of my silk neckties and lunging like she wants to wrap it around my neck.
I let her wrap her arms around me, get closer to success, but ultimately, I will easily get the upper hand over Geralynn again…
Chapter Ten
Geralynn
Iget the necktie halfway around Renzo’s neck when I realize my first miscalculation – getting close enough for Renzo to hold onto me. I try to wrap the tie around his neck and squeeze, but his neck apparently has too much muscle and he squeezes my waist so tightly that I can’t breathe into my core and get the strength to strangle a full grown man who has at least sixty pounds of muscle on me.
He makes sure that I catch his eye so he can deliver an intentional smug smirk, then Renzo throws my body off of his effortlessly. I scream as I fall back, grateful that he tosses me onto the bed just because of how hard he throws me.I have to get out of here.
“The door is locked,” Renzo snarls at me with disgust, as if it’s my fault the door is locked and my fault that I’m trapped in this bedroom with him. He can’t seriously think that I wouldchooseto be here, would he? I feel sicker than I did before as a thin drooling river of Renzo’s seed squeezes its way out of me and runs down my thigh.
He storms over to the door and pounds on it before grabbing and shaking the handle again. It takes me a few seconds to move as I try to catch my breath from getting thrown back onto thebed. There’s something deeply wrong with this man. I sit up in bed as Renzo returns to my position and drags me by the ankle out of his bed. I scream and half expect my head to hit the floor the way he’s swinging me around like a Renaissance fair turkey leg.
Instead of landing on the floor, Renzo grabs my torso and throws me over his shoulders effortlessly. I haveneverfelt this weightless before and I’m not the heaviest woman on the planet, but I’m no skinny-mini either. The meat on my bones puts most men out of breath from trying to lift me up and very few have succeeded.
Renzo’s man-strength terrifies me and I want to keep fighting him, but I’m gasping too desperately for air to trust myself with launching another attack. He’s too big and if I lose all my strength at once, I won’t be able to run. Looking for an opening to run seems like the best bet. Despite all his pretending that he doesn’t know what the hell is going on, Renzo probably has his sister locked up in a room somewhere.
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
His fists slam into the door, followed by Renzo’s menacing voice. “NICOLETTA!”
My eardrums nearly pop with the force of Renzo’s trembling, outraged voice. He blames his sister for this? He slams his fist into the door again repeatedly.
“NICKI, get your ass over here or I’ll strangle Geralynn and rip her dead body apart with my bare fucking hands.”
I muster up enough strength after that comment to fight back. He grunts with mere annoyance as I slam my fists into his back. Renzo isfucking crazyand I don’t believe for a second that Nicki left me in here with this monster or worse, did what Renzo accuses her of doing. He grabs the door handle again and starts kicking the door like a maniac.
“NICKI, LET ME OUT OF HERE!”
Renzo steps back, clearly gearing up to hit the door again. From my position over his shoulder, I see a large black envelope slide beneath the door.There’s someone on the other side.I hold out hope that Nicki has nothing to do with this, but if that’s the case, she might be captive somewhere in Renzo’s house or somewhere else. Either way, we’re not alone. Renzo notices the envelope and lowers me to the floor.
