Chapter 3
Adelmo
What a prize she would be, tied to my bed.
For once, I prefer to use her elsewhere. I’ll find her after this Montez business is completed.
She’s right. I was careless accosting her in front of the others. Now that I know how receptive she is, I can use that and make this last. I’ll return and find her. When she learns I’m really going to take her, the surprise will be exquisite.
I raise my hand to my mouth and smell it before I suck off the last of her juices.
She was watching me do that and panting, the little bitch whore. Watching me and thinking bad thoughts. Imaginative, though. Such a curious little female.
That she chose to add to my threat as if it were a story we were making together… Hard to scare her, and I like the potential in making her afraid.
I stop and look back at the alley entrance, shake my head. “Wow.” I close my eyes. She never said anything about me not being the guy she met five years ago, the one she arranged the fucking with. The scars have gifted me that.
“Izzy. Hmmm.” I roll her name around. I will use it when I’m pounding her into the headboard, and she’s screaming.
I might make her come a few times before I’m done with her. I don’t always allow that, but she intrigues me.
This is not me.
I halt and tilt back my head. The sky is dark and silent; the stars barely show. Buildings crowd in as if to listen to whatever I might say. Far away at the edges, I hear voices and traffic, but this street is a backwater. I ignore it all and keep staring at the pale stars. They do not judge me.
This woman is not why I am here.
What. Am I. Doing?