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I decided to change things up to keep her on her toes.
My hand wrapped around her bedroom door knob and turned, the movement silent as I slowly opened the door, just enough to see her.
Good girl.
She was waiting for me, just as I’d asked.
Naked.
Kneeling.
Facing the open window.
My cock throbbed in my pants, needing to be let out. It was painfully hard, aching for the only place I’d found myself at home.
Avery was distracted, watching the window carefully for any sign of me, so I slipped in quietly.
I smiled against my mask, watching the moonlight reflect off her pale skin, making her look like a goddamn goddess of the night or something. I wanted to drown in her soft curves, brand myself on each roll and dip of her body, worship her until she was shaking.
“Boo,” I whispered.
She startled and stood up abruptly.
“Kneel.” There was no mistaking the edge in my voice.
Her knees hit the floor. “Did he see you?”
“Your stepbrother?” She nodded. “No. The house was empty when I snuck in.”
She looked curious for a second, wondering where her sworn enemy might’ve wandered off to.
I walked over to her bed and sat at the foot of it, leaning over until my elbows rested on my knees. Avery observed me carefully, her breathing uneven as she stared at the mask she’d yet to look behind.
“Come here.” I wagged a finger at her.
She started to stand, but I shook my head. I didn’t have to tell her what I wanted. She sank onto all fours, dark tendrils of hair falling around her face, and started making her way to me.
It wasn’t a long crawl, but it was more than enough for me. Her ass swayed with each step, breasts dangling and bouncing. It was something I’d never forget.
When she reached me, she sat back on her heels. I grabbed her chin and leaned in close, nearly kissing her through my hood. Shewanted it too, because she tilted her mouth toward me and her breathing stuttered.
“Are you going to run for me tonight?” I asked her instead, watching the disappointment flash in her eyes.
She nodded. “Yes.”
I pressed my forehead to hers, hating that the fabric separated us but loving the intimate moment of staring into her eyes.
They were full of lust, full of obsession, full of desire.
Was it crazy to be jealous of my masked self? Knowing he got something I might never have?
I released her face and pointed at the window. “Go.”
She scrambled to her feet, quickly making her way over and climbing out. She hesitated as she stepped onto the ground, looking over at me momentarily before disappearing.
While she was headed into the woods, heart and pussy thumping with the thrill of being caught, I grabbed some rope and a special toy I’d bought just for her before crawling out after her.
