them in his pocket. Oh... that’s gross! I growl, deep in my chest and desperately kick at him again. I use both legs, putting every bit of force behind them. He snatches both of my feet before they can connect with his face. Dammit. I squirm, upending the upper half of my body as I struggle. Quickly, he works his hands around both ankles while avoiding a foot to the face. And then he forces my legs apart, pinning my knees to the bed as he bares my pussy. What felt like forever only took fifteen seconds. I force myself to still, my chest heaving wildly. If I continue to buck, Ill only be putting my pussy right in his stupid face. And the asshole would just Jove that. Rage unlike anything I’ve ever felt floods me, replacing the fear and helplessness. I scream beneath the tape, raging and cursing him as his eyes eat up the expanse of my center. The moonlight doesn’t provide enough light for him to see much, but it doesn’t matter to him. He’s seen it before. He inhales deeply. “Fuck, you smell just like I remember. So fucking sweet.” He leans down and places a gentle kiss on my pelvic bone. I arch my back, pushing my body deeper into the mattress and away from his kiss. I’m panting harshly through my nose, imitating a pissed-off bull. Self-hatred wars against the hatred for him. I did this to myself. I know I did. I instigated him—pushed against him when he warned me what would happen. It didn’t matter. I was too fucking stupid and hard-headed. Too high off whatever sick thrill I can’t seem to get enough of. He grips my hips and roughly yanks me down, tightening the bonds on my wrists and giving him full access to my pussy. Another soft kiss, an inch above my clit. I can’t stop the whimper that releases from my mouth, sticking against the tape, just as my lips are. But the tape doesn’t mask the sound like it’s masking my words. I feel him pause, and then he smiles against my skin. I shudder beneath his touch, his hot breath fanning across my most sensitive area. My knees jerk inward, another useless attempt to close my legs. And then I feel them. A stubborn tear slips free as his teeth scrape against my mound. I scream and thrash against the feeling, dislodging his teeth from my skin only for my body to jerk right back into his mouth. I gasp, feeling far more than just teeth this time. His tongue slides against my clit, a feral groan releasing from his throat as he tastes me. Uncontrollably, my eyes roll and my head kicks back as the most delicious feeling envelopes me.