“Well, I have every guy’s dick who raped me and that I killed in a jar in my office.” I shrug as if it’s no big deal. “She might want it. It’s a good reminder knowing your rapist is dead and gone.”
“Wait.” He looks at me, eyes wide. “Those jars haverealdicks in them? I thought you were joking to scare people.”
I burst out laughing. “God, you’re cute. Are you really all that surprised?”
Tapping his finger on his chin, he thinks about it. “Nope. It’s a very ‘you’ thing to do.”
I slip my arm through his, laying my head against his shoulder as we walk out to the car.
“I’ll drive,” he says, guiding me to the passenger’s side.
“I can,” I insist.
“Harlow, you're practically falling asleep while walking.” He chuckles, helping me into the car. “Just this once, can you please let me take care of you? You kinda owe me,” he asks, his eyes pleading as I look up at him from my seat.
“Fine,” I sigh because I really am tired as hell, and I’d probably crash the car. There's no way I'm leaving the world that way. I’m saving that for an epic zombie apocalypse battle.
He lights up like a fucking Christmas tree as he buckles me in, sneaking a kiss on the lips before shutting the door, and jogging over to his side.
God, he's so sickeningly cute.Why do I kinda like it?
Neo
“COME ON,” I SAY, GUIDINGHarlow to the bathroom. She complies, too exhausted to be all independent like she normally insists on. I want to treat her like my queen, and she doesn't seem to be trying to stop me, so I'm taking the little wins as I go. Unlacing her corset, I allow it to drop to the ground, then slide my hands down her arms as I crouch behind her making her body break out in goosebumps. Pulling off her panties, I give her ass cheek a bite, startling her a little.
“Ouch,” she says without heat. “Watch it, Pet, or I’ll bite something of yours.” She looks down at me, and my face slips into a massive grin.
“Is that a threat or a promise?” I ask, my voice low and husky. She just glares at me, making me chuckle. “Alright, my grumpy Queen, let's get you cleaned up.”
“I’m not grumpy, you're grumpy,” she mumbles as I get her under the scalding hot water. She lets out a sexy sound of pleasure as the water hits her and flows over her skin. I quickly undress and step in behind her.
“You’re cute, you know that?” I murmur against her neck, giving it a kiss as I wash the blood from her body.
“Call me cute again, and I’ll show you how cute your blood looks on my hands,” she says, sighing as I pay extra attention to her breasts, tweaking her swollen, peaked nipples.
“That would be more sexy than cute.” My cock stiffens against her back at the thought.
“You know what would be sexy?” she asks, grabbing my hand and guiding it down to her soaked core. “Giving my pussy a good petting and helping me relax before bed.”
I groan against her shoulder, giving it a bite that causes her to moan. “Don't have to ask me twice.”
I work her with my magic fingers, fucking her good and deep. I make sure my long, thick digits hit her in all the right places.
It doesn't take her long before she's cumming all over my hand. My hips buck against her lower back causing my cock to glide in between her ass cheeks which has me letting out a grunt. I can’t help it. Her moans are my kryptonite. The friction that surrounds my shaft along with Harlow’s sounds of happiness has me falling over the edge. My warm cum splashes against her back as my movements slow.
“Did you just cum on me?” She giggles, tilting her head back to look up at me.
My expression shifts into a shit-eating grin. “I'm not even sorry. It’s next to impossible not to bust a nut just from your sounds alone. Add in your pussy strangling my fingers as you cum all over my hand, and yeah, no chance, babe,” I say, bringing up my fingers and sucking them clean. She tastes so fucking delicious.
I clean her cum covered body, both new and old, and wash her hair for her too. She closes her eyes and relaxes into my hold, barely putting up a fight.
“Harlow,” I say. “Let's get you to bed. You're falling asleep,” I tell her after I clean myself up quickly.
“Okay,” she mumbles, following me out of the shower. I quickly dry off before wrapping her in a big, soft towel and scoop her up.
“What the fuck are you doing?” she protests.
“Carrying you to bed.”
“I can see that,” she mutters, “but I can walk.”
“I know,” is all I say in response.
She doesn't have it in her to fight me. My heart soars as she lets me carry her to bed, placing her in the middle. I tuck her in, standing at the side of the bed, not sure what to do next. I don't want to press my luck, but I also don't wanna sleep on the couch. I'm too big for that tiny thing and would wake up with back pains like an old man. She looks over at me and sighs, pulling back the covers.
“You can sleep with me.” My face lights up, and my heart is beating fast with excitement. “Just no snuggling, I don't do that shit.”
“I promise I won't touch you,” I say, climbing my naked body into bed beside her.
Sleep starts to take me and in my tired state, I let an 'I love you' slip out. I can't help it. This is the best I've felt in... as long as I can remember. She's finally letting me in. I know it's gonna be slow, but I'll take anything she's willing to give me. Any crumb of hope because I'm hers until the day I die. I just hope that day isn't tomorrow. It will be if she heard what I just mumbled though.