AIDEN

Preface

Her eyes were a pathetic shade of grey as they had always been. Her lashes fluttered enticingly and her eyes were wild, daring me, challenging me to do it. And I would oblige her, as I always did. I straddled her on the sofa and mentally, I checked off a wish on my bucket list. I had never done it before on a sofa, let alone a white one. I almost pitied whoever would have to clean up after. I tended to be rather...messy when I got caught in the heat of the moment.
I grabbed her flimsy tank top at the neckline and pulled hard on it, the sound of tearing fabric filling the room. She wasn't wearing a brassiere underneath and her nipples instantly perked up at the exposure.
She whimpered as I sank my mouth onto one breast, nipping lightly at the hard bud and sucking gently on it.
A sudden rattling on the front door made me stop and two sets of eyes snapped towards it.
"Are we expecting someone?" I asked, my mouth hovering above her teat, my voice low. The last thing I needed was a disturbance when I was so very close to my goal.
She shook her head in denial. We stared at the door as the person passed and his shadow, visible from the crack underneath the door, vanished. Their footsteps echoed down the porch. Her eyes zeroed in on me again, pleading desperately for me to continue and I smirked.
It was enjoyable seeing them beg. But I had kept her long enough. I had to hurry before the stranger returned and found me there and I was also growing impatient. Unbuttoning my trousers and pulling down the zip, I pushed my trousers and boxers down just below my waist so that they were a few inches beneath my butt.
I held my cock in my right palm, slowly dragging my hand up and down, stroking myself till I was fully hard and my toes clenched with anticipation. I slowly teased her, rubbing the head of my cock on her dripping wet vagina, chuckling softly at her irritated whines and the way she shoved her hips down trying to impale herself on my cock.
I leaned toward her till her breath was hot on my neck and traced the outline of her jaw with my tongue, occasionally biting and nipping at her pale skin. I tortured her slowly for a few more moments before suddenly shifting and thrusting inside her, sheathing myself in one deep thrust.
She let out a low moan and I smiled faintly, the sound barely loud enough for anyone to hear. Although I enjoyed hearing them scream in pleasure, the lack of noise was rather appreciated.
I pulled back and watched her eyes close in pleasure as I began a steady rhythm, slow and deep. I gently traced my fingers on her neck, enjoying the contrast of her pale skin to my dark, toffee colored skin. Slowly, I wrapped my fingers around her neck, tightening my grip and listening as a small gasp escaped from her throat.
This spurred me on and I thrust deeper and harder into her, groaning low in my throat when she suddenly tightened on me. I continued tightening my grip, ignoring her hands as they reached up and scratched down my back leaving long nail marks from my upper back down to my mid-back. Not slowing down my thrusts, I reached down in my pants pocket and removed my switchblade, flicking it and bringing the blade down on her throat, slicing cleanly through her windpipe, watching as blood sprayed everywhere, spattering my checkered shirt. Her breath rasped through the rapture, the blood filling her lungs.
She jerked once, twice and then went still. I pulled out and pulled on my cock, moaning lowly once I completed and released over her dead body. I waited a few moments till I calmed down and then tucked myself back in my boxers, pulling it and the trousers up and buttoning it up.
Her blood had gotten all over my shirt and my hands and I wiped them on my trousers, not caring about the stains the blood would leave. I was to burn them after all. Past experiences had made me careful to not leave any evidence or anything that could lead back to me. But that was all to be done later. For now, I enjoyed the sight of her naked body, her previously light-filled grey eyes now darkened and lifeless. It was incredibly serene. Beautiful even.
She looked better dead. Then again, they all did...