Falling for the Killer

“I’d say you’re full of shit.” I tilted my chin up defiantly. “You say you want this baby, but do you really? Do you have any clue what it’ll be like?”

“Dirty diapers,” he said, smiling slightly. “Sleepless nights.”

“And someone there to watch him at all times,” I said.

His eyebrows went up. “Him?”

I waved that way. “I’m just using a pronoun. My point is, the baby’s going to change our lives, if you really want to be a part of this.”

He chewed on his lip for a moment but shook his head once. “I’m committed,” he said. “I want this baby. I want to be a better parent than I ever had.”

“It’s not going to be easy.”

He touched my cheek gently and I felt a slight shiver. “I didn’t think it would be,” he said.

I believed him and I didn’t believe him. I knew he wanted to do right, but there was no way he understood the full implications of bringing this baby into his life. I needed to get out of this selfish mindset and start trying to plan for what will happen in the future.

And yet when his hands moved up my body, I couldn’t stop him, and didn’t want to. He kissed my neck and pushed me back up against the trunk of the tree. I gasped softly and felt the rough bark through my thin tank top. A knot pressed against my spine. His hands moved up and pushed my top above my chest, his hands cupping my breasts as he kissed me faster.

“You can’t distract me with this,” I whispered through a soft moan. “Come on, Gian.”

“I’m not trying to distract you,” he said. “You look too good right now to keep my hands to myself. And I think you need to relax a little.”

I groaned as he released me with one hand and let it slip down between my legs. “Sex doesn’t solve anything.”

“Maybe not,” he said and bit my earlobe. “But you taste good and I’m hard. So I think I might as well enjoy you while I have you.”

His fingers felt like magic as they slid around my clit. I bit his shoulder and gasped, suddenly aware that we were outside, that there were neighbors in the houses all around, that any of them could look out their window and see Gian handling me, teasing me, making me feel good—

If this happened weeks ago, I would’ve stopped it. I would’ve pushed him away and slapped his face and marched back inside. The idea of giving away my modesty, of letting someone touch me and make me feel good in a semi-public space would’ve enraged me. And yet now, all it did was make me wild for him, like I was breaking all the rules.

I wanted to talk about the future. I wanted to be that girl still. But as soon as his hands were on my body, cupping my breasts, finger rolling along my clit, I knew I couldn’t stop it. He turned me around, pressed me against the tree, the rough bark almost painful on my skin, and I felt him slide his cock deep between my legs. I gasped in pain and pleasure and he took me there, leaning over me, one hand in my hair while the other rubbed my clit as he fucked me.

“You want to worry,” he whispered, “but I’m not going to worry with you. So long as we’re together, I can’t be bothered about the future. You’ll have my baby and I’ll have you both.”

“It’s not that simple,” I said and gasped as he hit me in just the right spot. My back arched and my fingers dug into the bark of the tree as he kept going, grinding deeper and faster, my pussy slick with need for him, and pleasure burst in little glowing sparkles along my spine.

“It’s that simple for me,” he said. “This pussy, this delicious body, your little lips wrapped around my shaft, sucking my cock nice and greedy for me, that’s all I need. That’s all the future I need.”

“Oh, fuck,” I gasped, as he moved faster, pushing deeper, deeper, driving me wild as my back arched in ecstasy. I should’ve been quiet, I should’ve been modest, I should’ve done a thousand different things, but instead I moaned his name and came on his thick cock, I came hard and fast and wild right there in his back yard where any of the neighbors could’ve heard me, and I didn’t care, none of it mattered, the future was nothing and there was only him, Gian inside of me.

We’d take care of the baby somehow. I’d make sure of it. But god, in the meantime, I’d let myself feel good for once.

He growled his pleasure as I finished. I turned and dropped to my knees. If he wanted his cock in my mouth, I’d give that to him. I sucked my pussy from his shaft, licked him clean then took him between my lips. It was filthy, something I’d never done before, but he growled his pleasure as I went faster, faster, and he came deep onto my tongue.