"𝑺𝑯𝑬'𝑺 𝑭𝑼𝑪𝑲𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑴𝑰𝑵𝑬, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒐𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒔𝒆𝒆 𝒎𝒚 𝒅𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆."
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"That's it, you like being fucked by my dagger, right?"
"N-no.." I whimper.
He slaps my pussy and says,"Wrong a...
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I don't think you're crazy.
Did I hear that right?
"You what?" I ask her to repeat.
"I don't think you're crazy." She snuggles closer into my chest, hiding that pretty red blush on her cheeks.
I know I'm acting like she confessed her love to me or something, but it's weird how no-one has ever said this sentence to me before.
She looks at me, waiting for me to say something, and I look at her.
Her face looking blue in the moonlight, and those eyes I've always thought those blue eyes look like a ocean, a raging ocean, like a lake on a stormy day. Her red hair, what attracts me the most about her, is tousled from me tossing her on the bed.
I hold her chin between my forefinger and thumb, her plump pink lips are parted and she lets out a shaky breath, then I kiss her.
Devour her. Eat her.
My lips move over hers, and she kisses me back, slowly but passionately and with desire.
We've kissed so many times before, but never has it felt so intimate to me.
We slowly break apart, staring at each other for a second.
I make her lie down, and lie down beside her.
No sex today.
I lock our hands together, like I did that first day, when she slept here.
"My parents died early, and never played a real role in my life. It was a house fire, and I don't think itnwas planned, my parents were nobodies after all. My aunt was, and is still very rich. She took me in, being childless and a widow, she took care of me. About me being not normal, it was there since childhood, I always felt happy when something got hurt. Infact I loved hurting.
When I sent a boy in my school to ER, my aunt realised it, but she never stopped me. Maybe if she had it wouldn't be like this-"
"Don't say that, you're good as you are."
I flash a smile to her.
"My aunt infact encouraged it, she payed the authorities money and stopped all of this from getting to my record. So she's like my parental figure. That's it, not much of an interesting childhood."
"You're aunt seems nice." She whispers.
"She is. Do you want to meet her? She called me over in the break, she won't mind you coming. She's been dying to meet my girlfriend anyways."
"You told her about me?"
"Yeah, you're my first girlfriend after all."
She smiles and says,"I'll try to come. Vedant might get suspicious if I don't stay with him during break."
"Don't you think it's time we tell your brother, that we're-"
"He'll kill me and you." Sarika says.
"Last time I checked he was in the hospital because of me." I murmur.
"Hey!" She swats at my chest. "What? It's true."
"Also, did you say your aunt covers up most of what you do?"
"Yeah."
She shudders,"What exactly did you do that needed so much covering up?"
"I'll give you an example, Professor Whitsby, he no longer has his right hand."
Her eyes widen and she looks at me, stunned.
My finger absent mindedly plays with her hair.
"Does it scare you, fox? What I can do?"
"Kind of. But as long as you're not doing it to me, it's okay."
Unexpected from her.
Yet again, this girl has been full of surprises.
"Go to sleep now, Fox. Tomorrow, I'll fuck you so hard, you'll forget your name."
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