Thrill of the Kill

"Tease." I cursed.

I remember her lips against mine, kissing. I held her close preparing myself for what was to come. Adrenaline zinged through my system.

My hands wrapped around her petite throat, pressing on her airway. She struggled for a while, throwing punches and clawing. When she started finding purchase, I held her arms under my body. I told her I loved her and she was going to be happier soon but she kept struggling. She fought harder than the last ones, that's for sure. But it just added to the pleasure.

It took a while but I finished it. I drained her of her life, her perkiness. No longer would she torment men, teasing them, without letting them touch.