“I don't care about them.”
“Only your neighbor?"
My muscles tighten in my chest. “Were you watching us?”
“Yes. I told you, just because you don't see me, doesn't mean I'm not there.”
“You did. Will you put on a show for me now?”
“We can put on one together. You see my camera over there?” He motions his head to something blinking in the corner of the room.
“When did you put that there?”
“You sure you want to know all the answers to your questions?” The knife cuts into my comforter and I back up in the bed sitting up higher, hands falling to my sides to lift myself up.
“Yes….I think so. Maybe.” What is wrong with me? It's like my breath malfunctions every time I'm overly turned on. My skin feels like it's sweating underneath. It makes no sense what I'm feeling but neither does me getting hot and bothered from having cameras installed in my home by one of my subscribers. By my stalker.
“Two days ago. That pink thong looked good with those pretty pink stilettos by the way.”
I wiggle in place, body arching. “Give me my show now. You owe me.”
“You're right. I do.”
“I want a special moment too. Something no one else would see.”
“No one else would see me like this. No one else has.” He places the knife handle between his teeth and unzips his pants. His cock springs free seconds after he lowers his underwear and he moans with one stroke of his fingers.
Those sounds nearly have me writhing on the bed and kicking the blanket away. My cock jerks as he grips at his shaft and gives it a few long tugs. I can no longer differentiate his sounds from mine, calming myself gently as he grunts with his thrusts increasing. Skin slaps skin and the knife falls from his mouth clinking against the floor.
His body shakes, head falling back and he falls to his knees on my bed, rocking himself forward. My hips buck and I match his speed, fucking myself between my fingers.
“Touch those pretty titties some more for me, baby,” he says between clenched teeth. “Stroke that pretty chest with those pretty fingers. I bet those nails of yours would look so good dusted in a pretty pink to match those nipples.”
One hand lifts to my chest and I continue jerking myself as he comes to me spreading my precum on my hard nubs.
“Fuck.” He falls forward and the bed, his eyes darkening through the holes of his mask and he crawls toward me, slapping my hand away to take my cock into his hot mouth. His sounds vibrate against me and he bobs his head, spreading my thighs. His lips tighten around, tongue swirling as he lowers his face before backing away
The next time he comes back down, he adds a little suction and his nose is buried into my pubes. He makes sounds and he's like a vise around me, his constricting throat tugging at me in the best way. I shoot my load and he swallows eagerly, humming. I swear I can feel his lips stretching into a smile. I've never let him this close before. His knife is on the ground but that doesn't mean he couldn't use something else to kill me if he really wanted to.
Lifting his mouth off with a plop, he uses the back of his hand to wipe his mouth. “I didn't plan to do that tonight but couldn't fucking help myself.”
He lifts his knees to close my legs together and moves up my body. Towering over me, he tilts his head and lowers his face to hover his lips over mine. Warm breath scatters over my face and I smell the saltiness of me when he parts his mouth some more.
“I want to kiss you. To lick every inch of you and leave with it all on my tongue.”
“What are you waiting for?” My voice is hoarse.
“Next time,” he says with strong conviction.
I nod swallowing hard and his eyes fall to my wet, shiny nipple. He releases a predatory moan.
“And that just might mean in a few hours. Maybe tomorrow or the next day. Who knows. I'm not much of a plan ahead kind of guy and I don't think you're very good at it either.”
I let out a nervous laugh. “No. More of a fly at the seat of my pants. For all I know I could be on a flight to Italy next month. Who knows.”
“I do. No way would I let you get that far away from me.”
“Would you follow me if it really did happen?”