Desperate Lies (Lies 2)

Fuck her like you’ve always wanted to.

That was the first order. So first, I can fuck her how I’ve always wanted to—a loophole.

First, fuck her like I want to.

Then, fuck her to make her fear me, to get her to say her safe word.

I’ll worry about the second part later, but I’ve been dreaming about the first task since I hit puberty.

Liesel doesn’t look at me. She’s still staring at her card; her lips are moving along with the words. I’ve never wished more that I could read lips.

Look at me, huntress.

She doesn’t.

She drops her card and stares at it on the ground as our time ticks down.

“You may begin. You have as long as it takes until one of you says your safe word,” the voice says.

I take a step toward Liesel, and she takes a step back.

I frown.

She’s already afraid of me.

That or her card…?

I take another step. She takes another step back.

“I’m not going to hurt you.”

“Yes, you will, killer.”

Her words sting, but they are also the truth. I’m always hurting her. Why would she think this would be any different?

I take another step, and she trembles.

I may have done too well in the previous round if she’s this afraid of me.

“Huntress, I won’t hurt you.” I won’t do anything you don’t want me to do. Someday, I’ll have to kill you, but that day isn’t today.

Another step, and I have her boxed into a corner. There is nowhere for her to go.

“Trust me,” I whisper.

I reach out my hand slowly to touch her, and she cringes away.

It crushes me.

So instead, I grab her wrist and place it against my heart.

“I’m scared too.”

She swallows her pain, trying to lock it inside. Really, I want her to unleash it on me. I deserve to feel her pain as much as I need to feel her pleasure. I’ve fucked up as much as she has. I deserve to die just like she does.

She closes her eyes, keeping her hand on my heart.

I let her hold her hand there for as long as it takes. This challenge can last as long as we need. I’m not going to rush our first time. I’m going to let every moment linger. I’m going to memorize every little thing because I don’t know if I’ll ever get this chance again.