If an intruder broke in, he’d know exactly where to find the girl. All the more reason to install those security cameras. We’ll need one in the hallway facing the door. Another on the inside of her room to catch anyone trying to break through the window. And maybe one more with a clear view of her bed. Only to ensure her safety, of course. To ensure the boogeyman doesn’t try to snatch her while she sleeps.
Though, I might be more dangerous than the boogeyman.
I step up to her door, bringing my clenched fist up to the wood, taking shallow breaths as I listen for any movement from within. It’s then that I hear the frantic breaths. Right on the other side of the wood. A shadow casts from under the threshold, revealing how close she is. She’s there. As if knowing I would come. As if waiting for me.
I tap once and brace against the frame, keeping myself from breaking it down. My heart is hammering inside my chest. The depravity of my thoughts is causing me to shake, my teeth chattering with anticipation to see her again.
“Who is it?” Her voice strips my sanity away further. Her soft voice is breathless and shaky, revealing her fear.
She should be afraid. She should be very afraid of me. I’m not sure what I’m capable of when it comes to this girl. I’ve never felt this unhinged. Honor and code and any scrap of decency have gotten tangled up in the knots of my need. Every thought is sick and twisted, and borderline concerning. I almost don’t know if she should let me in. I’m not sure I can trust myself in her unchaperoned presence.
“I’m here to install the new security system.” My voice is hardly recognizable to my own ears. The dangerous obsession seems to be taking over my vocal cords and restricting my lungs.
The lock turns and the door slowly starts to open. One crack at a time. One long painful second after the next before she’s finally revealed to me. Those sage-green eyes look up, and the fear is burning round and bright as her little frame begins to shake. She’s like a baby bunny caught frozen in her terror, shaking like a leaf as the sly fox licks his chops, salivating for a taste.
I have to fight the groan from slipping free as I watch her throat constrict, swallowing nervously. Her cute chin starts to quiver, and the cum trickles from the end of my dick as my sick perversion intensifies. I should not be getting aroused as the little pulse point on her neck ticks faster. Her fear of my intentions seems to be growing exponentially. And my desire is multiplying in its shadow.
Every feature of this girl is beautiful. Every freckle on her cheeks and fleck of gold in her eyes have me hypnotized. And the body attached to her angelic face is even more tempting. Tiny and innocent. A juicy little cherry ripe for the picking. Her small breasts would barely fit the center of my palms. She’s so tiny I could do anything I want with her.
I could clutch that small neck within my grasp and pin her against the wall. Run my hands over every single precious inch. Pinch her little nipples until she was begging for mercy. I couldhold her thighs wide and force my tongue inside that tight cavity, lick her deep as she pleaded for her freedom, and there’s nothing she could do to stop me or fight me off. Only once she gave me what I wanted would I let her free. Her pussy quivering under the heat of my attention. Her arousal dripping down my chin as that sweet voice cried out my name.
A groan breaks free, startling us both. She steps back, moving to safety, and I tug at the gaiter around my neck, shrugging it down. It feels like I’m being strangled by the thing. I’m burning up. After I’m done in here, I’ll need to go outside and get some fresh air. It’s too fucking hot. My thoughts are sweltering my nerves. It feels like I’m going insane.
I am not a bad man. I am not the type of man who would ever violate a woman, but the girl before me is being violated in my mind. Thankfully, the fear in her eyes is encroaching on my good conscience, reminding me of who I am.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to startle you.” My voice is like sandpaper, scratching against bark. Rough and raw. “My name’s Bones. I’m trying to get your new security system installed. Mind if I come in and have a look at your window?”
She swallows hard again, nodding, still watching me closely as she steps aside. The fear in her eyes edging off slightly, shifting into curiosity.
“Did our system break?”
It doesn’t seem like her dad has filled her in on what’s going on. I’m not sure how much he wants her to know. The less the better in my opinion. There’s no need to worry her pretty little head about Venom and his wicked crew. I’m not going to let one single silky strand of her beautiful hair get touched by them. It’s so soft and smooth. I wonder what it would feel like to run my hands through it—give it a tug as I pull those pretty pink lips down on my dick.
“I’m just upgrading the system, making the network more secure. I’ll be installing a few more cameras over the next couple of days. I might need to access this room to run some wires. Is that okay?”
“So, is this what you guys do? You install security systems?”
Not by a long shot. But her naiveté is cute. We dabble in many things. But none of that is of her concern. My day job is handling the security for our club, installing systems in our new buildings, surveilling everything to ensure our enemies never gain the upper hand.
“We’re not professionals, angel. But your dad is a friend, and we’re doing him a favor.”
“How do you know my dad?”
He and King go way back. Served together in the war. I’m surprised this little one wasn’t aware. Then again, we try to keep our distance. It’s better for the governor not to be seen consorting with known criminals. It’s necessary to keep his image clean so he’ll get reelected.
“He and one of my brothers served in the war together.”
“Oh…” She sounds surprised. “I hadn’t realized. So, they’re friends?”
“Yeah, angel. You’re dad’s a good man.” I move to her window, needing to get to work before she sees the problem that’s becoming a nuisance between my legs. Every word out of her mouth makes my cock dribble with cum. Pretty soon I’ll be leaving a stain on the front of my jeans.
I turn my back to her to install the sensors, which will alert the system every time she opens and closes her window. I study the perimeter outside, counting all the angles that are within view. I’ll need to bring four cameras with me tomorrow. Plus, whatever’s needed for the rest of the property. Along with a wire that will give me ears too.
“You’re young to be one of them.”
There goes that trickle down my spine again, the heat tingling in my sac. That smooth honey tone is a siren call to my dick.
“I’m twenty-eight, angel. Not that young. And you’re what? Eighteen?”
