Chapter 57

The Predator

I stepped back, barely able to contain the twisted grin that tugged at the corners of my lips. Watching her freeze up like a deer in headlights, her muscles went stiff and breath catching in her throat like she was bracing for the worse—I couldn't help but find it absolutely delightful.

Now that I realise, I had been finding a lot of enticing things about her. The way she batted her lashes knowing she pissed me off, the slight scrunch of her nose, the mole under her eyes, and the soft tint of crimson that painted her cheeks.

The way she clenched around me, the soft moans, the loud screams and cries. Ah…. I should stop thinking about that. The more I think, the more I’d be tempted to take her raw. And looking at her, I wonder if she’d be able to take me in her tight little cunt.

The poor thing, trying so hard to keep it together, but the cracks were showing.

And I could feel that delicious tension wrapping around my insides,