Evelyn's p.o.v.
His hold around my hair was harsh, the pain spreading from my scalp to my pulsing cunt. I bit my lip to stop my moan as I stared up at his face. The roughness of his hand and the coldness inside his eyes is making me wet. My p***y is so hungry...just like his c**k.
Gulping, I shifted my eyes to his black leather belt, and then down to the huge bulge, from his zipper to his left pant pocket. Souvenir is big. I would love to swallow his big c**k in my mouth...I would love to lick it from my tongue and feel him pulsing between my lips. I would love every single thing he would make me do at the tip of his knife.
But, I leaned lower and let the blade slice my skin. " Kill me." Something flashes across his cruel beautiful face and his hold on my hair loosens a bit. It was st
