Chapter 1303
"Come on, hurry up. Don't make me do it," Douglas said, his voice deceptively casual. "You don't wanna end up like her. Be a good girl, and maybe it won't hurt so much."
He smiled, but it only intensified Audrey's terror. This man was far more frightening than Quentin. Quentin, with his background as a teacher, still had some semblance of restraint. Douglas was a monster, completely unrestrained.
Seeing his impatience, Audrey had no choice. Her hands trembled as she reached out and hesitantly wrapped them around his thick, dark cock, stroking it slowly.
"Not bad," Douglas grunted, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. She looked like a good girl, but her touch… it was practiced. He chuckled. "You little bitch, I could tell by that ass you were faking it."
Humiliation washed over Audrey. She closed her eyes, her hand moving mechanically. The night was young. How much longer could she endure this?
"Enough with the hand job. Let's see what that mouth can do," Douglas said, his voice edged with impatience.
Audrey knew there was no escape. She regretted leaving the storage closet so quickly. Better to have endured Lachlan's clumsy advances. Now, she faced this degradation. But regrets were useless.
She looked up at Douglas, her gaze cold, as if memorizing his face. Tears streamed down her cheeks as she opened her mouth, preparing to take him in.
A flicker of unease crossed Douglas's face. He'd been with plenty of women, but none had looked at him with such defiance. Just as she was about to take him into her mouth, he remembered a story – a woman biting a man's dick off during a blowjob. He recoiled. "Nah, forget it. Skip the appetizers. Take your pants off. Turn around."
Audrey was startled. She had considered that very tactic. A man's anatomy was vulnerable. One well-placed bite could disable him. Even if he overpowered her, the pain would be excruciating, giving her a chance to escape. But now… her last desperate hope was gone. She prayed for Jerome.
Stalling for time, she fumbled with the button of her jeans, pretending the zipper was stuck.
Douglas, losing patience, shoved her to the floor. He ripped her jeans open, pulling them down, exposing her smooth, round ass and long, white legs clad in panties.
"Damn, what a tight little ass," he laughed, slapping her buttocks hard, then ripping her panties off. Audrey's lower body was bare, her rounded thighs pressed together, the swollen lips of her pussy faintly visible.
"Let's do this!" Douglas's eyes gleamed, devouring her body. Her curves, the swell of her ass, the length of her legs – all the allure of a young woman. The shame and anger on her face only fueled his lust. He grabbed her hips, forced her ass up, and positioned himself behind her. He rubbed the head of his cock against her slick folds, savoring the sensation. He pressed forward, aiming for her entrance. Audrey squeezed her eyes shut, tears escaping. At that moment, she didn't think of her husband, Jason. She thought of her cousin, Kevin.
Kevin, why aren't you coming for me? I need you, she prayed silently.
She'd faced so many dangers – Oliver's pursuit, Quentin, Lecher, Jerome, the gang. She'd always found a way to survive. This time, being kidnapped by Quentin had seemed like a dead end, but then she'd encountered Jerome, who, surprisingly, hadn't wanted to possess her. Yet, she'd insisted on her own path, and now… there was no one to save her.
Kevin sneezed as he stepped out of the bathroom, a sudden unease settling over him. Daisy emerged from the bedroom, holding a pair of men's pajamas. She smiled. "These were for Laura's father, years ago. He thought they were too bright. Never wore them. Try these on, Kevin."
Kevin changed. They fit perfectly as if tailored for him.
Daisy beamed, her eyes lingering on him, perhaps seeing a younger version of Oliver.
Finally, Laura couldn't stand it anymore. "Mom!" she said, her voice laced with exasperation. "You're embarrassing him."
Daisy blushed, realizing she'd been staring. She released Kevin, her voice soft. "Okay, you two get some rest. I'll be in my room." She turned and walked away, her heart pounding.
For a moment, seeing Kevin in Oliver's pajamas, she'd… she'd seen Oliver. Or rather, she'd seen Oliver in Kevin. The forbidden thrill, the guilt, and desire, sent a shiver through her.
Back in her room, she leaned against the door, her hand slipping between her legs, rubbing her swollen clit through the fabric of her panties. Her core throbbed, aching for the feel of a man inside her.
Laura followed Kevin into the guest room. She bit her lip. "Kevin," she said hesitantly, "Something's… off with my mom tonight."
"Really?" Kevin felt a pang of guilt. He avoided her gaze. "Uh… I… I didn't notice anything. Maybe you're imagining things."
"No, you don't understand." Laura sighed, sitting on the bed, a frown creasing her brow. "Didn't you see how… giddy she was? Talking a mile a minute. If I hadn't stopped her, she would have talked all night. I think… I think it's menopause."
Kevin chuckled, despite himself. He, too, had sensed a shift in Daisy's gaze. It had always been kind and maternal. Tonight, there was something else… something seductive. As if her eyes were saying, Come on, Kevin. Fuck me. I need you.
If his feelings for Daisy had started as a vague, adolescent attraction to an older woman, they had intensified rapidly during this trip to Oceancrest City. It felt like they were teetering on the edge of something… more.
But neither of them had dared to cross that line. Daisy had her reservations, and Kevin was no longer the naive, impulsive teenager he'd once been. Back then, he'd chased after any woman who caught his eye, with little regard for the consequences. Alissa, Evelyn, Vanessa, Grace – he'd nearly pursued them all, enjoying the thrill of the chase, but also creating a tangled web of complications, especially with Evelyn and Vanessa, entanglements he should have avoided.
Even after growing closer to Audrey, he hadn't entirely reformed. Elizabeth, Caroline, Hazel, Natalie. His affair with Natalie had nearly gotten him killed.
He'd had his fill of married women. After the Fairy Lake incident, he'd done some serious soul-searching. He'd become more cautious. Aside from Audrey, Alissa, and Grace, he'd deliberately kept his distance from other women, focusing on his studies.
Even so, he was still luckier than most guys his age. He had Audrey, his beautiful, sexy cousin, who taught him by day, tutored him by night… and shared his bed.
His ultimate fantasy was a threesome with Audrey and Alissa. If Grace could be persuaded to join them one day… that would be truly mind-blowing. These three women were the closest to him, their relationships intertwined, making it the most… attainable of his fantasies.
Of course, that was a long-term goal. In his current state, managing both Grace and Alissa was already a challenge. Adding Audrey to the mix would probably be too much to handle.
So, with Daisy, he was treading carefully. This elegant, sophisticated headmistress's wife… he was hesitant, afraid to push things further. Aside from a few accidental touches, it had mostly been Daisy initiating their increasingly intimate moments, from their initial conversations to her revealing displays and the handjobs.
But after ejaculating while holding her full, rounded ass in the hotel room, Kevin knew they were playing with fire. One wrong move and there would be no going back. If he actually crossed the line with Daisy, he didn't know how he would face Laura.
Laura, sweet, innocent Laura, who cared for him so deeply. Every time he saw her, he felt a pang of guilt, knowing he didn't deserve her pure affection.
He almost regretted agreeing to Daisy's outrageous proposition. He was in too deep.
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