as if I’m the only one she’ll ever want.
Rotating my hips slowly, I take her unhurriedly for the first time. I don’t like slow fucks, it feels like a caress, and I don’t get the entire intense experience.
Silver’s back arches off the bed and she clamps all around me, strangling me inside her.
Something shifts in the air. It’s like that sense of excitement you get when turning a new page in a book.
Her moans mingle with my groans as they fill the room. I take my time pounding into her slick heat in slow, measured thrusts, moulding her entire body to mine.
“Oh, oh, Cole…I-I think…I’m…oh…” Her mouth remains open as she shatters all around me.
I spill inside her at the same time, and my release is the hardest I’ve ever experienced.
Silver Queens is officially fucked.
There’s no way she’ll ever escape me now.
31
Doll Master
Contrary to popular belief, it’s not hard to observe and go unnoticed while doing so.
It’s not hard to get close enough to smell my doll’s Chanel perfume and touch her soft skin.
It’s not hard to do that in my head and then somehow bring it to reality.
All I have to do is move in patterns neither she nor anyone else can detect.
She’s started to notice me, she’s started to get scared of me. She’s stopped responding with those soft smiles when she reads my texts and is now changing her number to escape me.
Doesn’t she know that’s impossible?
Right. She doesn’t. She’s just a little girl who’s scared. She only fucks like a whore, thinking no one knows about her forbidden romance.
It’s okay, though, because the doll will eventually fall at her master’s feet.
She already has.
She simply doesn’t know it yet.
I guess this is the part where you give the doll some breathing room. Let her believe that she got rid of me.
After all, the hunt is more thrilling this way.
Just when she believes she’s safe, I’ll come out, wash her, smell her, touch her.
Be with her.
Until then, I have to keep myself busy. Another doll lies in front of me, unconscious, in the darkness of the forest.
This doll secretly craved the high, the element of surprise, or she wouldn’t have run in a deserted place this early in the morning.
Her blonde hair is similar to Silver’s, but not really. Her white skin is the same shade as Silver’s, but not as soft.
For now, I have to settle for the second choice when the first is all I ever wanted.
Soon, my doll.
Very soon.
Do you see the sacrifices I make for you?
32
Silver
Today is off.
It started off.
I was supposed to have breakfast with Mum, but she said she has work at the party and can’t get together.
Then Helen brought me the packet I ordered. I dislike ordering online, only because I prefer seeing things, trying them on, and touching them before buying them. But desperate times, right?
I couldn’t possibly risk going to a pharmacy for a pregnancy test, so I ordered one, along with a bunch of makeup and clothes that I’ll probably never wear just to cover the initial purchase.
I have my own bank account, and since I turned eighteen, neither Papa nor Mum have the right to see my statements without my approval, so this is merely a precaution.
“Thanks, Helen,” I tell her, helping with the pack.
“What have you gotten in here, darling?” She drops the box on the bed. “It’s so heavy.”
“Just stuff.”
“Don’t take long. Breakfast is ready.”
“Okay.” I kiss her cheek, then lock the door behind her. I also close the balcony’s door for good measure.
As soon as I open the box, I rummage through the rubbish I bought until I find the test.
My fingers tremble as I clutch it.
You can do this. You’ve got this.
I read the instructions carefully before I go to the bathroom and follow them. As I wash my hands, I keep staring at the test.
Two lines means pregnant.
One line means not.
The instructions say I have to wait for five minutes. It’s been ten seconds and I’m already freaking out.
It took me some time to buy this test. As in, more than a couple of weeks. I kept thinking that if I didn’t know for sure, then nothing would happen. In a typical running from responsibility kind of way. Every day my period doesn’t show up, I freak out more.
During all this time, I’ve been letting Cole fuck me slow and deep until I think I’m going to faint from the amount of softness he actually possesses.
Other than that, weird stuff has been