Thread: Miss Murder [ Bear & LaughtersAssassin ]

The mixture of that first kiss, the alcohol and the fact that Lucie's hand had found his crotch was enough to set in stone the trajectory of their night. Anthony let out a sharp breath as he felt her hand cup him and rub him through his pants. He would have taken her right there. He would have taken her in the backseat of her car in the driveway, but the first time was special. It would be something Lucie would remember right up to her dying day and a carnal fuck in the backseat hardly seemed like the right venue. At her mention of the inside of the house, Anthony nodded, his grip on her thigh tightening as if he was coming closer and closer to completely losing himself. The heat that radiated off of her body had his mind racing. He wanted to take her in that black dress. It was such a somber looking dress, more suited for a funeral than a first date, but how appropriate it was given the gravity of their relationship. Alright, he said under his breath, freeing himself from the car. He made the awkward walk to the front door, his cock looking even more pronounced inside of his pants as he stood. He made his way with her inside, his eyes taking a moment to delight in the sight of a place so much more grandiose than his own. He suddenly felt his place was inadequate and that if they ever happened upon it, Lucie would be disappointed. Then again, he hardly doubted she was that type. She was the exact opposite of every rich person he'd ever met, or killed for that matter. His need would be felt in the way he kissed her back, his lips parting with hers, tongue finding hers. His hands moved down her sides to her hips and then around to her ass. Feeling the warmth of her body against him just made his want that much more real, his cock practically throbbing against her. In one quick motion, Anthony lifted Lucie, letting her wrap her legs around his waist as he pulled back from her lips and sent a trail of needy kisses down her neck as they reached the stairs. She was feather-light and Anthony had no problem maneuvering the stairs with her in his grasp. It wasn't long before he happened upon the master bedroom. He kicked the door closed behind them and then kissed Lucie again, this time letting her fall back onto her feet. He was too distracted to pay much attention to the size of the bed or her stylistic choices. Instead, their kiss had him thinking more along the lines of what their first time would be like. If the build-up was anything like the actual experience, they were in for a great time. I want you, Anthony said as he pulled back from Lucie's lips. There was a hunger in his voice. A need like the one he felt when he was on the verge of killing someone. It enthralled him and excited him and suddenly he felt like maybe he could go through with it. As much as he longed for Lucie, he could see himself longing to kill her, too. How twisted his mind was sometimes. He lifted her dress up to her waist and slipped his hands beneath it. He grabbed hold of her ass and pulled her in close again, letting his cock press against her mound through her panties and his pants. He wanted her to feel just how hard she'd made him, how big he was and how much he wanted to steal her virginity. He had no idea it would be her first time, but given her prior relationships, it should have come as no surprise.