Midnight Lips | Ghost

𝐂𝐇. 44

𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓
༻☠︎︎༺

     As soon as the lock of the door clicked, locking us away from the outside world, I gently pushed Val against the door and pinned her body with mine, caging her in. I couldn't take it anymore, seeing her in another man's clothes made me burn with so much anger it didn't let me think, so I gripped the collar of that ugly yellow t-shirt and tugged harshly. The material was so poor that the shirt ripped so easily in my fingers, making an opening down the middle as if it was a zipper.

I, however, wasn't expecting what was underneath—nothing equals no bra. Val's tits bounced as I tore the t-shirt apart, and she gasped. Her nipples were hard and pointy, beautiful and aching for my attention. My cock jerked violently in my jeans, and a groan surged from deep down my throat. I had to resist the urge to take those perky little nipples into my mouth and give them the attention they deserved, because now was not sure it was the right time.

"You do not get to wear another man's clothes," I told her, taking her chin in my hands. "You will wear my clothes only from now on. Am I to find you wearing anything that is not mine nor yours, I will tear those to shreds too. But don't you think you won't receive punishment for disobeying me." I gripped her face and tilted her head up, leaning closer and dropping my voice. "I will bend you over my lap and spank your pretty ass raw, and then I will fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk for days.

"Do you understand?" A whimper came from her, no words forming on her lips. I needed words, even though her throaty moans were driving me crazy down a hill. "Do. You. Understand?"

"Yes," she breathed out.

"Good." Without thinking, I dropped to my knees in front of her to take off those gray sweatpants now.

I sucked in a breath when I found out she didn't have any panties under either. Her sweet pussy was bare to me right in front of my face and I knew... I just knew I could take a bite out of her. I could push my mask up, part those pretty thighs for me, and find out if she tasted as sweet as she looked. I'd been wanting to do that ever since the first time she visited me that night, where I had made her come multiple times with just my fingers.

Fuck, that night was never going to leave my mind. Seeing Val's naked body for the first time was something I knew I was never going to forget. It would be there for the rest of my life and I wasn't sure if it was a good thing. Perhaps it will torture me until I was six feet under, reminding me that I had the most exquisite woman in my hands and I let her fall from my fingers because of the twisted bonds that I couldn't seem to let go of.

I met her eyes now and the expression in her eyes was easy to decipher—she wanted me to do exactly what I had in mind before I drifted off. Panic surged through me because now it wasn't just a mere fantasy, it was real. That I was willing to take my mask off for her spoke a million things, but she wouldn't be aware of that. She didn't know that taking my mask off meant I was freeing myself from these bonds, and that would be the end of me.

I had talked about my family to her last night, but I spoke only about the good parts of our lives. If she were to know what happened afterward, what was the outcome of the worst mistake in my life, she wouldn't be here begging me to fuck her. She wouldn't be here telling me sweet things.

How could I possibly tell her this? What could I possibly say to get her to understand? Who could possibly assure me that I wouldn't break her if I decided to be a selfish bastard and take her complete body, soul, and mind?