Chapter Fifteen

Mallory

Take it all off? Is he nuts? I don’t even know him. What will happen if I make him repeat himself? I want to both please him and push his buttons. How long can I stall? I like watching him touch himself for me; to the sight of me. He likes what he sees. The feeling is mutual, stud. Seriously though, he is gorgeous, everywhere. Usually the sight of a penis repulses me. But his? It makes me salivate. There’s been a heartbeat in my pussy since he pulled it out. It’s thick and long and... Fuckin' hell, is that a piercing? It’s on the underside of his cock, right below the head. My tongue darts out to lick my lips and I swear I can hear a muffled groan. How is his cock is going to fit in my virgin pussy without breaking me? How is the piercing going to feel? Why am I thinking about having sex with him? I will not fuck my stalker.

Ghost:

Open the window.

Mallory:

Why?

Ghost:

I want you to hear me come apart for you.

Why was that the hottest fucking thing ever said? I know as soon as I hear the timbre of his voice I’ll do whatever he asks. This is a terrible idea, but I open the window.

“Lose the sweater, Mallory.”

I stand there frozen, his voice is deep and the way it wraps around my name has my pussy clenching. I don’t take off the cardigan but I open the front, exposing myself to him entirely.

“Fuck, baby, you’re a masterpiece,” he rasps. “Now, spread your legs and let me see how wet your tight little cunt is for me.” Holy shit. Is it that obvious? My thighs are slick with my arousal but there’s no way he knows. How has he not finished yet? I thought men were supposed to be quick? I back away from the window and sit on the edge of my bed.

“That’s it, little siren. Now open those pretty thighs and show me what’s mine.”

I’m burning up and he hasn’t even touched me. Slowly I open my legs, revealing my dripping centre to him. I don’t know what I’m feeling: mortification, fear, embarrassment? All three? All I know for sure is I want him to quench this undeniable thirst I have for him now.

“You’re being such a good fuckin’ girl for me, baby. I wish you’d let me taste you. I’d bury my tongue inside you until you drown me with your cum.” He lifts the mask slightly, my heart rate increases tenfold as I can make out the cut of his jaw. He spits down onto his cock and it’s so fucking filthy and hot, I’m soaking the blanket beneath me.

“Touch yourself for me, Mallory.”

“What?” I’m so nervous, my heart beat is thundering in my ears.

“I want to watch you cum while you’re thinking of no one else but me, little siren.”

“I can’t. I’ve never…ummm.” Fuck, now this is embarrassing.

“Are you telling me you’ve never had an orgasm before, baby?” he inquires, I nod my head in response.

“Fuck,” he groans out. His fist is moving quicker now, up and down his veiny cock. I’m mesmerized by the sight of him coming undone before me.

“Are all your firsts going to belong to me, baby?”

“Yes,” I sigh out. Why is this so hot?

“The first cock you’re willingly going to suck?”

“Yes.” I can’t believe I’m agreeing to all of this. He will undoubtedly hold me to my word. The thought thrills me.

“Your first orgasm?”

“Yes.” It comes out as a breathy moan as I start to touch myself. Gathering up my wetness and circling my clit.

“Yeah, just like that, baby. You’re such a good girl for me. Is your first fuck going to belong to me too, little siren?”

I look him straight in the mask and say, “Yes.”

That’s his undoing. Watching him fall apart because of me is the single most arousing thing I’ve ever seen. He growls out my name and a string of expletives as cum begins to spurt out of his cock. He gathers it up in his left hand as he works himself through his release. When he’s done, he smears it on my window, right next to the bloody heart. He tucks himself back into his pants and zips up.

“What the fuck, Ghost?” I’m going to have to clean my window before anyone sees the blood and cum spread all over it.

“I was going to let you cum, but now I think I’ll make you wait until you’re ready to let me do it myself,” he chuckles to himself. With that, he turns and recedes into the darkness.