“I know it hurts, but it’ll be over in a moment. Stay with me, talk to me.”
“It’s dark.” She moaned, wishing for once she was able to see his face.
“I’ve got messy blond hair, baby. There was a time when I shaved it all off, but I like my hair. It’s too hard to be bald.”
She chuckled and winced as the pain struck her again.
“I’ve got brown eyes. They’re a lighter color than yours, and my body is covered in ink. I don’t work out for fun. I do it to pass the time, and to be part of the club I need to be strong. They all depend on me.”
Both of his hands moved to her face.
“I’m sorry for hurting you.”
“You don’t need to be sorry.” She tried to smile.
“And you don’t need to wish to be able to see. I can see for the both of us, and I know I’m the lucky guy here.”
Gripping his arms, Sasha was charmed by his words.
“You know what to say to make me fall for you.”
He didn’t tense or say anything.
Moments passed, and he took the time to kiss her lips. “I’m going to start moving now. Tell me if it hurts too much.”
Pussy eased out of her. She tensed up expecting to feel nothing but pain. There was no pain as he moved out of her. When only the tip of him remained inside her, she whimpered.
“Please, don’t stop,” she said. He pressed inside going deep within her.
The pain changed, turning into something amazing. She didn’t know what it was only that she wanted that feeling to never end.
“Tell me what you’re feeling, Sasha?”
“It feels wonderful, Pussy. Please don’t stop.”
“Call me Shane.”
She spoke his name, and he thrust back inside her.
“That’s it. When we’re here, alone and my dick’s inside you, call me Shane.”
Groaning, she met him thrust for thrust. He kissed her deeply, and she followed him and his movements.
“It has never been like this before,” he said.
He sounded amazed.
Pussy moved one of his arms behind her head, and holding onto the back of her neck with his other hand, he cupped her hip. They were body to body. His chest to her br**sts, every inch of them was touching.
He surrounded her with warmth. His c**k was like a brand inside her pu**y. She knew there was never going to be another man for her. Pussy had shattered all of her expectations with his words and body. He took her on a ride that was more than just sex to her. She was too far involved already.
His hand went from her hip to grip her hand. Pussy slammed in deep, over and over again. She felt his c**k push through the muscles of her pu**y. Clenching down on him, she lost all of her senses as pleasure took over.
“What have you done to me?” he asked.
She didn’t respond. He didn’t need to hear her talking. His lips wrought havoc with her mind as he kissed her. She’d fallen for Pussy, and it wasn’t just down to this one chance f**k. No, he’d ruined her the moment he stopped to talk to her months ago. His voice played over her mind all the time.
“So f**king good,” he said, plunging inside her.
Holding onto his body, she cried out as another orgasm took her unawares.
Pussy followed her into bliss, groaning out his release. His c**k jerked inside her, and he collapsed on top of her. He was heavy, but she loved the feel of him against her. The darkness no longer felt so scary with Pussy in her life. He’d given her so much in such a short time.
“That was amazing,” he said, kissing her head.
Don’t keep it to yourself.
“Don’t freak out, okay,” she said.
“What is it? Did I hurt you?”
“I think I’m in love with you. I know it means nothing to you, and this was just a one-time thing. I need you know how I feel.”
He tensed but didn’t pull away from her.
“I don’t do love.”
“I do.”
“How can you know you love me?” he asked.
She forced the tears back that wanted to fall. “I just do. I feel it inside.”
He jerked away from her. “I’m going to go and clean up.”
You’ve f**ked up.
Air met her body. She frowned. “I don’t expect anything from you. I’m not waiting for a confession of love. I knew you couldn’t love me, Shane.”
She started to panic. Getting to her feet, she tripped up, landing in a heap on the floor.
“Fuck,” he said, cursing.
Sasha tried to reach out to get to her feet. Air met her arms again. Growling in frustration, she had no choice but to accept his help on the bed.
“You don’t have to help me.”
“Yeah, I do.”
With her ass on the bed, she pushed him away. “I don’t need your help.”
“Look, I’m sorry for being a dick.”
“You can take me back home.”
“I’m not taking you back to that dick.” She heard him sigh. “Shit, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have reacted like that. I don’t know what you want from me.”
“I don’t want anything. I told you not to freak out on me. I’m not asking for anything.”
“I’m not used to being like this.”
“Don’t worry, I won’t tell you anything like that again.” She folded her arms over her br**sts.
“You’re not going back home. You’re staying with me, and I’m going to clean you up.”
She squealed as he picked her up and carried her through to the bathroom. “You can’t do this to me.”
“Actually, I can, and there’s nothing you can do to stop me.” He placed her down on her feet, keeping her steady with a hand under her elbow. “We’re going to take a long wash, and then we’re going to deal with everything else.
Sasha nodded. “Fine.”
Her body was starting to ache, and even though he’d pissed her off, she didn’t want to leave him.
What did that say about her?
She didn’t know and chose not to think about it.
****
“They’ve f**king taken her, and now Penny is freaking out,” Kenneth said, pacing his office. Frederick sat behind the desk as if he had every right to be there with his fingers touching in front of him. The action reminded Kenneth of a cartoon evil villain, contemplating his next move.
“And you’re sure Chaos Bleeds has something to do with this?”
“Yes. Everyone I spoke to told me she’d gone with one of the men.” He couldn’t control her if she believed she could do shit on her own. Not only couldn’t he control her, but he also couldn’t make sure she found some freak accident that finally put her in the ground. Kenneth was so f**king angry. How dare one of those evil f**kers think they could ruin his future?