“You’re so fucking sexy,” I murmured as my hands found her tits and caressed the budding nipple. “When was the last time you came?”
“Never.” She gasped and put her hands around me.
“By choice?”
She nodded.Why was that so fucking hot?
“I’m going to help with that. You’ll have no choice tonight.”
“You think you can just force it?” She closed her eyes, and with great trepidation, I lifted my mask to my forehead, and began kissing down her body.
“I don’t think anything,” I said sharply, my hand returning to her neck. I dipped my other hand under the negligee and ran along the top of her panties. “Are you bare?” I slid under the thin fabric. Her pussy was smooth, and when I parted her labia, she was fucking dripping. I swirled my finger around in her arousal, and she groaned.
My cock pressed hard against her thigh as I kept working my fingers. Suddenly, I didn’t want to come. My mission tonight was to watch her unravel on my fingers… and all over my tongue.
“Ah!” She bucked her hips, and I took that opportunity to let go of her neck and grab her hips. I shoved her panties down and ripped her thighs apart.Her hands went to my mask, but I glared at her. A low guttural growl came from my throat, and she dropped back down onto the pillow and released me. I adjusted the mask slightly lower, but kept it off my face so that I could eat her beautiful pussy as much as I wanted to.
I spread her lips apart and dove in, lapping at her beautiful body. She tasted as good as she looked.Her hands went to my head, and she shoved me deeper into her pussy.I gladly accepted the challenge of not breathing in pursuit of her coming. I sucked on her clit and slid a finger inside her.She instantly tightened, and I pulled back. I needed her to focus.
I ran my hands down her thighs, and she shivered as I continued lapping and sucking on her soaking pussy until finally, she tensed and let out a sharp cry.Her pussy pulsed against my lips and her orgasm gushed, making her even wetter than before.
Her face was a mask of pure surprise, bliss, and exhaustion. Her brown eyes rolled to the top of her head, and she promptly passed out. She wouldn’t remember any of this tomorrow.
I kissed her plump upper lips before climbing off the bed to go.
Good girl.
Rule 17 - Eisley
Watch your drink.
Iwoke up severely hungover. Why did my head hurt so much? I could barely open my eyes without flinching. The dim light peeking through my dark curtains was killing me.What happened last night? I got out of bed on wobbly legs. I took a step and kicked a wine bottle. Did I drink?I scrunched my nose and went to the shower, trying hard to recall something, anything from the night before.
I’d been upset about the wedding license and the letter from the film crew. But after that… nothing.Carefully, I took off my necklace.
I considered the reality of my situation. I was a single woman living alone. With people trying to get me to react to… something. I needed to take extra precautions.I spent the morning looking up what kind of cameras worked best for home security.
Eventually, the headache began to disappear, and I started to feel like myself again. Albeit, still, I’d avoided my meds again. Did I really need them anymore? I felt mostly okay.
Around dinner, I messaged the group chat to see if anyone wanted to go out, and I rode with Emi and Micah to the Shelley Vale tavern, a hole-in-the-wall bar.
“What have you been up to?” Therese asked me, dipping the last of her fries in ketchup.
I took a sip of my water. I was staying away from alcohol for a while.
“I went and bought a bunch of home security stuff.”
“Why? Do you have a stalker now?” Soleil smirked. “I didn’t realize you were that famous.”
“Salty much?” Emi rolled her eyes at her. “It’s probably smart, considering you’re single, alone, and gorgeous.”
I blushed.
“She’s not single,” Soleil objected. “I thought you had a boyfriend now. Kansas?”
“Yeah, what’s going on there?” Spencer, her boyfriend, leaned forward.
“Nothing. We’re just friends. I’m not seeing anyone.”
