I open the door.
Walk through.
Close it behind me with a soft click that sounds impossibly loud in the silence.
Then I'm in the hallway, walking toward the stairs, my heart pounding so hard I can feel it in my throat.
I didn't lie.
I won't come back.
Not until she comes to me first.
The thought terrifies me more than anything I've ever done.
But shewillcome.
I've already made sure of it.
Chapter 13
Scarletta
The cost of being thoroughly fucked twice by two dominant men in the same day is a pussy so sore, I can still feel their phantom cocks inside me the next morning—which came after zero minutes of sleep.
And… I'm there again.
First with Ryan fucking me on that table set up between tripods that were definitely meant to film porn. Ankles strapped in to stirrups as he pounded me. The look on his face was… what?
Definitely pleasure.
But there was something more there.
Something almost boyish in the way he was discovering me.
Then Caleb. Psycho stalker sitting in the shadows like a freak.
How long was he waiting in my apartment? I have no idea. There's no security system in this place. I might need one though. If I want to keep him away.
Do… I want to keep him away?
Caleb is way more complicated than Ryan. Gym owner using clients to make porn? It's dark and nasty, but hundreds of levels above the sickness of being aroused by killing someone.
The look on Caleb's face that day in the maze as he tortured that man. It was pure, raw lust radiating from him. His cock was rock-hard the entire time.
I was too confused and terrified to fully process shit. My mind was scrambling, desperately trying to make sense of what the hell was happening.
Everything felt surreal.
But I saw his hard cock swinging between his legs like a fucking sausage. Was like… zeroed in on it.
And the way he came on the bloody body—I'll never forget that.
That final image will be burned into my brain forever.
That's not even the sickest thing, either.
I close my eyes, shaking my head as I try not to think about this. I don't want to think about this…
