I followed the direction of his eyes but couldn’t help zeroing in on something bigger than the already forming bruise. When the hell did that happen? My attacker had a hard on and it was growing larger by the minute. The sight captivated my attention and I watched with horrifying fascination.
“You’ve got to fucking be kidding me.” His obvious disgust at my observation was apparent as he looked from me to his dick then back at me.
I knew I was stupid to challenge him but my mouth was always the first thing to get me into trouble. “It’s not my fault your porker won’t behave.”
I tried to keep from looking at the biggest cock I’d ever seen. Not that I had vast experience, but his was scary in a Guinness Book of World Records kind of way. He bent over, obscuring my view of his jolly giant and wrapped tape around my ankles. Without saying another word, he walked from the room. I couldn’t help but notice that his tight ass cheeks weren’t bad either.
I took a few deep breaths to calm myself and get the picture of his penis out of my mind. I needed to come up with a plausible explanation for breaking and entering but my thoughts kept returning to his dick. Did it really fit where it was meant to go? I shook my head in frustration. I had to focus. With sudden inspiration, I decided girly tears might sway him. He returned wearing a pair of jeans riding low on his hips. I could still make out the outline of his erection squeezed tightly by the unforgiving material.
Ow, that must hurt.
Bare feet peeked out past the slight flare at his ankles. My eyes traveled upward and landed on his naked chest. Not just six-pack abs, his were eight. I tried not to drool but a little might have drizzled down my chin when I took in his perfectly sculpted chest, shoulders, and arms. It wasn’t only his cock that was big.
I finally met his eyes and saw him appraising me. I didn’t like the evil grin turning his full lips into a sneer.
“I think you’ve had me at a disadvantage so now we’re going to turn the tables. One last chance to tell me what the fuck you’re doing in my house?”
I pressed my lips together, blinked my eyes rapidly, and tried to squeeze out a tear. Damn it, the waterworks just wouldn’t flow.
“Oh baby, I was hoping that was your answer.”
His husky words sent goose bumps across my flesh. I watched him stride to the butcher block and pull out a small paring knife. His sex appeal took a sudden nosedive. He turned, pointing the knife toward me and I slammed my eyes shut.
“Don’t move.” He practically purred.
My hoodie and t-shirt pulled away from my body. My eyes popped open but before I could scream, he sliced the neckline cutting the material straight down the front. He jerked the edges out of his way and sliced through the front of my bra.
I had two seconds of shock before my mouth took over, “You son of a bitch pervert. I’ll kill you.” I rocked back and forth in the chair trying to topple it.
His grin was back. “You broke into my house, gave me a bloody nose, almost took away my chance at fathering children, and now you’re pissed off because your tits are showing?” He actually laughed. “Hold still because believe me baby, I’m not finished.”
“Like hell you’re not.” If he would only come closer, I would bite off his nose.
With no effort, he cut the arms of my shirt and hoodie away, pulled my chest forward, and tore everything from my upper body.
“Well whoever you are, you do have nice tits, I’ll give you that.”
All my bravado left and the first tear slid down my face. Unfortunately, it was real.
His voice held no pity whatsoever, “Feeling violated?”
I looked up into his unforgiving eyes, but before I could beg, his doorbell rang and his hand slammed over my mouth. He reached for the tape and tore a six-inch piece off using it to cover my mouth before he walked from the room.
The front door was nowhere near the kitchen but his voice echoed into the room.
“Yes?” he said.
I couldn’t hear anything but mumbles until he spoke again.
“Yes officers, there was a problem earlier. Someone tried to break in but I caught him sneaking in the broken window. Unfortunately, he got away before I could snag the little heathen. I’m pretty sure it was a kid and I didn’t feel like my life was in danger… more like it was a dare or something.”
Shit! He was so smooth. I was beginning to go from scared to mind numbing terror. I broke into the house of a serial killer or worse a serial rapist with the biggest cock on the planet.
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