Trends: Conclusion
- 6 days ago
- 12 min read
Parts: One, Two, Three, Four The voice on the other side of the door froze Bonnie in place, terror flooding her body so suddenly it felt like her blood had turned to ice. She jerked backward, scrambling on her hands and knees, cum still dripping from her chin and soaking into her t-shirt. Her breath came in ragged, burning gasps, panic clawing at her throat. Vaughn was already at the door, ear pressed to the wood, his face flickering between worry and something else—something hungry, almost eager for the danger pressing in on them. The doorknob rattled again, harder this time, and the last shreds of Bonnie’s arousal were swept away by the raw, animal need to survive.