She swallows. “I’m here.”
“You’re not here,” I reply. “Do you need me to come and get you?”
A tiny whimper hides itself in her sharp inhalation and it turns my dick rock hard. Fuck, she’s special. The kind of special that makes me want to ruin her over and over until my cock’s imprinted on her cunt.
“I…” She pauses, trying to calm herself down. “How did you do it?”
“We can talk about that tonight. But I need to know you’re safe.”
It’s a lie and a necessary one. I need to slam my cock into her pussy and make her scream my fucking name. I need to paint her with my come until she’s marked as mine. I need to screw her so damn hard she can’t get out of my bed, and then I need to fuck her some more.
I want her sore. I want her aching. I want her body to remember every thrust of my cock as I take her fucking virginity.
“I’m fine.” Her voice trembles.
“You’re not. You’re also not here. Come over. We’ll talk.”
A moment of silence passes and it screams that she’s afraid. Uncertain. Excited too.
“Are you going to hurt me?”
“No.”
Yes.
I’m going to fucking hurt her. In ways that make her scream and writhe for my pleasure, as she cries and her mascara runs down her pretty, innocent face. I’m desperate to see those big, round, blue eyes as her makeup smudges and she pleads for mercy.
“I don’t know…”
“We have a deal, Adriana. Let’s talk about it. Tonight.”
I hear her nod and I breathe a sigh of relief.
“Where are you?”
“Outside,” she says in a whisper.
“I’ll let you in.”
She whimpers again and my cock strains against my trousers. I won’t hold back if she keeps making that adorable, arousing sound. It’s driving me to distraction, and it’s got mymind running away with itself, imagining the other noises that are going to be coming from that mouth of hers.
Tonight.
I walk to the door and press the intercom, opening the outside gate. The warehouse has its own entrance and Adriana ought to find her way here through the courtyard garden.
Seconds turn to minutes and my eyes close in frustration.
I march back out of the kitchen area, storming towards the garden as I see her edging nervously into the courtyard. She’s nervous, glancing at her surroundings like she’s expecting to be attacked.
She’s also fucking stunning.
Her long blond hair falls in perfect waves, and her bright blue eyes are dazzling. They’re impossible to ignore and I’m desperate to have them look up at me as I make her come. She’s going to learn to thank me for her pleasure, thank me for her pain, and for everything else in between.
It’s going to be exhilarating as I defile her, shaping her into my perfect little submissive. I’m going to enjoy every second of her struggles, and the pain will make it even sweeter.
Adriana startles, finally catching sight of me. She’s going into flight or fight mode, freezing instead of doing either. I’ll teach her not to do this, but for now, I just need to coax her inside.
I smile, and she smiles back. Her hand waves awkwardly. I nod my head and open the door, dropping my shoulders to make myself seem smaller.