Yanking her to me, I trailed my fingers up and down her arms. At first she stiffened, unable to comprehend what on earth was happening, but my touch was too powerful. It would always be too powerful for Tyler to resist.
Within an instant, she relaxed into the curve of my body, swaying to the voice of Sting telling her I’d be watching her. I’d always be watching her. And she now knew she belonged to me. Every breath she took, every step she made, every smile she faked, I’d always be there, watching her, waiting for her.
As she moved her ass into my crotch, I hissed, trying to gain back my control. With her outfit, she was acting every bit the seductive, dark princess that she truly was inside. I knew Tyler had a dark side just itching, just waiting to break through the surface. Why else would she let me into her home and let me do all the things I have done to her? She secretly loved every fucking second of it.
With a tug of her hip, I ground my cock into her ass, fisting a little of her hair. With a yank, I pulled her head back so I could see her eyes. She had them closed, but now looked up at me with a heated desire. She wanted me. She craved me. She desired me.
Trailing my hand down from her hair, I moved along the curve of her back, pushing her long cape out of the way a little. Hitching it up from the back, I reached in to find the lining of her panties and grabbed a hold of them. I looked around to make sure no one was watching, and with one quick yank, I ripped them from her body. Tyler shuddered under my touch. At last I had her. She was under my spell now.
Placing the panties into my trouser pocket, I spun her around to face me. Her face was filled with lust, her breathing was harsh, and her eyes were glazed over with want. I bet if I were to feel her now, she would be wetter than she has ever been. I had to know. I had to find out for myself.
Holding her in place, I discreetly placed my hand in between us and reached down to the crevice of her pussy. I was glad she wore such a long cloak. It made doing this without being caught that much easier.
Tyler’s eyes widened, but she never stopped me. She was way too turned on to stop me. I had the power now and she knew it. Instead, she stared up at my mask like she was boring her eyes into it, desperately trying to see the face behind it. She wouldn’t see it, though. Not tonight.
With a move of my finger, I reached in to find her clit. Tyler gasped, closing her eyes as she let me delve my fingers into her. She was wet…oh, so fucking wet. It almost made me explode myself, knowing just how fucking much she wanted this.
As carefully and as discreetly as I could, I held her tight to me as I finger fucked her pussy, trailing my thumb up and down her clit. I carried on leading her, helping her sway to the music as her resolve quickly began to crumble. I had to take charge in every way. I possessed and controlled every part of her now, and there was no way she could stop me, even if she wanted to.
I watched Tyler’s expression as an erotic frown crossed her beautiful face. She was in sweet agony under my touch. As I quickened my pace a little, Tyler bit her lip, knowing that she would come soon. I knew she was close. I wanted to feel her come on my fingers. I wanted to feel her lose control. I wanted her to trust that I could take her control and keep her safe. Here. With me. No one else.
And there was nobody else. The room was packed, filled with dancers swaying and moving to the beat of the music. Nobody cared about anybody else, and that was just how I wanted it. It was just me and Tyler. Tyler and me.
I gripped Tyler’s waist even tighter now as I could feel her moans reverberating through her chest and into mine. She was close to that breaking point.
With another finger, I applied pressure to her clit, moving and sliding over her wetness. I wanted to taste it. I wanted to lick every single drop of it up. Tyler stiffened. Every muscle in her body giving way to her orgasm as I felt her come apart around me. I could feel her pussy tightening around my fingers and that alone almost had me come undone. She bucked a little as I carried in my onslaught, but I held her in place. I wasn’t going to let her go. Not now. She was too beautiful to watch. She was almost too beautiful to tarnish. If I didn’t know any better, that was.
As I pulled my fingers out her tight, wet pussy, I held her in place as she calmed. It looked like she needed time after that. I could tell it must have been one of the most intense orgasms she ever had. I smiled a little, realizing Tyler was a secret exhibitionist. She fed off the fact that there were people around us who could have possibly been watching the whole thing. I was careful, though. I was always careful. It was what I lived off day after day. It was what I had to be. I was constantly watching over my shoulder, making sure whoever could sneak up to me would never get as far as ten feet before I struck. I wasn’t dumb enough to know there were people out there that wanted me to disappear, just like my parents. I was determined it wasn’t going to happen to me. It never would. I was simply too good at what I did.