Dangerous Temptation

My skin fucking
itched
every time I thought about that plush mouth, that sweet, wet pussy clutching at me in the same greedy manner as her hands on my shoulders.
The way she’d licked my scar like a cat grooming a sore on her young.
As if she could heal me with her touch.

I still had her virgin blood on my cock.
When I’d cleaned up in the bathroom on the way to my office, I couldn’t bring myself to wipe it off.
I liked it there.
The mark of her on me.
Knowing she would go to sleep feeling the ache of me deep inside herself.

I still had her virgin blood on my cock.

“Maybe you’ve made her a woman.
Maybe she’s making you want to be a man.”

“A man, not a monster?”

Bianca didn’t care for prepubescent teens with acne scars and damp, fumbling hands.

She wanted a man.

“Bianca’s seventeen with the personality of a forty-year-old soccer mom.”

“Fuck me, you monster.”

straight into your wet cunt?
I wouldn’t even have to prep you.
You’re probably soaking wet for me already.”

“You like being hunted, little thing?”
he hummed.
“You like knowing you bring out the animal in me?
That I get hard as steel imagining ripping a hole in these tight little shorts big enough for my cock to slot through straight into your wet cunt?

I noticed suddenly the thick, obvious length of Tiernan’s erection grinding into my core.