18. Lily

Iwake with a sweet ache between my thighs and a warmth beneath my head. Dazed from sleep, I nestle against the warmth, groaning softly.

"Hey there, angel," a deep voice murmurs into my ear, setting me on edge.

And then it all comes flooding back. A mix of shame and heat slams into me at once.

Cade.

I startle out of his arms and the bed, my heart pounding erratically.

He chuckles. "No use being scared of me now. I filled you with so much fucking cum already. What point is there resisting now?"

The memory of how this insane man made me feel hits me again, and I can feel myself slick between my thighs. When I opened my eyes to see him between my thighs with his huge thick cock against my pussy and that mask on, I almost died. From both shock and arousal.

I stand there frozen, unable to tear my eyes away from him. Cade is sprawled out on my bed like he owns it and me. And the worst part is, a dark part of me wishes he did.

No. I can't think like that. This man is dangerous. He's broken into my home and violated me in the worst possible way. I need to get away from him before...before what? Before he does something else to me? Something I might secretly want him to do?

No! Stop. I take a deep breath, trying to calm my racing heart.

"Get out," I say, my voice trembling.

Cade smirks. "Make me."

Anger flashes through me. How dare he? I march over to the bed and try to pull him up by the arm. He doesn't budge. Of course not. He's so much stronger than me.

His hand encircles my wrist, firm but gentle. I freeze again. His touch makes my skin tingle. Makes heat pool low in my belly. I bite my lip, torn between fear and desire.

"See?" he purrs. "You don't really want me to leave."

His other hand trails up my thigh. I shudder but don't pull away.

"We both know how this ends," he says, his eyes burning into mine. "So why fight it?"

My resolve weakens. Maybehe'sright. Maybe some part of me wants this. Wants him.

No! I can't. I try again to wrench my wrist from his grasp, but he holds me fast. And then he yanks me forward and forces me to straddle him, his thick cock resting against my pussy.

"God, baby. I love it when you fight. It's so fucking sexy." He kisses me, and I melt into the kiss, moaning as his tongue tangles with mine. His lips trail down my neck, making the hair on the back of it stand on end.

My mind spirals as Cade's lips ignite a searing path down my neck. His hands clutch my hips, anchoring me firmly atop him. I should resist, should scream, should do anything to get this dangerous, obsessed man from my home and my bed.

But my traitorous body has other ideas. Heat pools between my legs ashiserection presses against me. My nipples pebble almost painfully against the thin fabric of my tank top. I bite my lip to hold in a moan as his tongue darts out to trace along my collarbone.

What's happening to me? I've never felt such an overpowering desire; Inever wanted someone so much that it consumed all rational thought. Cade terrifies me yet excites me, awakening some dark need I never knew existed within me.

His hands slip under my top, rough, callused palms grazing the sensitive skin of my waist and ribs. I gasp, arching into his touch before I can stop myself. Cade growls approvingly, nipping at my shoulder with his teeth.

"That's it, give in," he rasps into my ear. "You want more of my cum, don't you. I can feel how wet you are. How greedy that beautiful little cunt is to be filled."

Shame floods me at his crude words, but worse, I know they're true. My thin cotton panties are soaked through. And as Cade continues his relentless assault on my senses, I feel myself growing slicker by the second.

With a swift move, he flips us so I'm pinned beneath him on the bed. Cade's dark eyes are blazing with lust and obsession, glaring at me and grinding his dick against my pussy, making me whimper and clutch at his muscular shoulders.

"Please..." I whisper.

Cade smirks, trailing one hand down to stroke me through my panties. "I know exactly what you need, angel."

My thighs fall open of their own accord, and he groans appreciatively. In one quick motion, he rips my tank top and panties off, baring me completely to his heated gaze.

Cade's head dips between my legs, and I cry out as his tongue finds my slick heat. He laps hungrily at me, growling against my flesh as my fingers tangle in his hair.

"Oh fuck, your pussy tastes sweet as hell, but it's even hotter tasting my cum still mixed with yours," he growls, staring up at me with wild eyes. "I love filling you with cum, breeding your tight cunt. I'll never get enough of it."

I'm thankful that despite being a virgin, I've been on the pill since I was eighteen. A baby with a psychopath is the last thing I need to worry about right now. And I can't deny that it turns me on like nothing before, feeling him cum inside me. He kept watching me push it out, telling me how beautiful it looked to see my pussy dripping with his seed.

Fuck.

I've lost my mind.

"Come for me, angel. I want to taste your come on my tongue." He slides his teeth against my clit, and I explode.

"Fuck, Cade!"

"That's it, baby. Scream my name."

It feels like my soul leaves my body as I shudder beneath him, his tongue still lapping at my clit.

How can a man be that skilled with his tongue?

I lay there panting, my body still trembling from the aftershocks of my orgasm. Cade hovers above me,eyes boring into mine with that same intense, obsessed look. Slowly, he lowers his head and captures my lips in a searing kiss. I moan into his mouth as his tongue caresses mine, making me taste our combined pleasure.

Despite everything, I can't resist kissing him back hungrily. The way he makes me feel is like nothing I've ever experienced before. My hands slide up his muscular back as our bodies press together. I can feel his erection straining against me, and I shift my hips, desperate for more friction.

Cade breaks the kiss with a growl and pins my hands above my head. "Don't tempt me, angel. I need to be buried balls deep in this tight little pussy again, but I'm already fucking late for work."

I whine in frustration, which makes him chuckle darkly. "Patience." He kisses me again, more gently, this time. "I need you to be a good girl and attend the carnival tonight. Come late, near closing time. This was a preview of what's to come."

My mind is hazy with conflicting emotions, but I nod in agreement. Cade kisses down my neck as his hand slides between my legs again. I gasp as he strokes my still-sensitive flesh. "Fuck. Look how wet you are, angel. Your pussy is so greedy for me. It's hard for me to leave when you're like this."

I moan, my back arching off the bed as he slips two fingers inside me.

Cade groans. "Fuck, you're soaked." He rubs his cock against my pussy. "I can't get enough of making you come."

His fingers move between my thighs. I cry out as he rubs my clit with his thumb while his fingers work inside me. My second orgasm builds embarrassingly fast.

Cade growls in my ear. "Come for me. Be my good little slut and come all over my fingers."

His words send me over the edge, and I climax hard, gushing around his fingers. Cade groans loudly. "Fuck yes, soak my hand, angel."

I sink into the mattress beneath him, panting and spent. Slowly Cade withdraws his fingers from my dripping wet pussy. He brings them to his mouth and sucks them clean with a satisfied moan.

"You taste fucking incredible." He kisses me again deeply. "I'll have you again tonight, angel. Don't forget who this pussy belongs to now."

With that warning, he gets off the bed and pulls on his clothes before walking out the door. He pauses in the doorway to look back at me lying there, naked and well-fucked.

"You're mine now, angel. And I take care of what's mine." Then he's gone, disappearing, leaving me confused, aroused, and terrified of what comes next.