We barely made it home. I'm glad I didn't crash the car because we couldn't get our hands off each other during the whole ride home. I close the door behind us with my foot and sit her on the cabinet by them, knocking down most of the things on it in the process. I can't stop kissing her, it feels so good. 

She buried her hands in my hair, after a moment I feel them move to my shoulders, then on my chest and go back to my hair like she couldn't decide where to touch me. 

I move straps of her shirt and bra down, exposing her chest to me, my hands linger to play with her breast for a moment before moving south to push her skirt up, all while still kissing her. I grab her panties wanting to rip them off, but I change my mind, so I break the kiss and look at her, tugging on them.

She gets the message right away and pulls her hands from me, to use them to lift herself up from the cabinet a little, just enough for me to strip them off of her. 

I slide my hands up her legs, my eyes following them. Reaching her pussy I touch her to check how ready she is. And God is she ready, she's soaking. My eyes flick to her face and I see her lick her lips. 

She quickly reaches for me and tugs on my shirt to pull it off. I move between her legs to kiss her some more. 

Her hands start working on my belt and the buttons on my pants. 

As soon as I'm free of them I grab her ass and push all the way inside her, making her gasp. 

She grasps my shoulders and holds on for dear life once I start with the hard pace. Then moves her legs around my waist and I reach for one holding it up by the back of her knee, my other hand stays on her ass to hold her in place.

It feels amazing. She feels amazing. I want all of her, I want to own her. My mouth travels down to her throat, I suck on it and can feel her pulse. I slow down my pace and whisper in her ear. "I wanna do something. I wanna try something with you."

"What?" she breathes out. He hands move from my shoulders down onto my arms once the pace decreased.

I continue thrusting slow and deep into her while sliding my hand over her belly and her chest up to her neck and I close my fingers around it, squeezing slightly, then little harder. "This" She grasps my wrist quickly but doesn't try to move it away. I feel more than hear her take in a deep breath, then she moves her head back, slowly as if she was trying if I let her. I do, but I let my hand resting where it is.

She's silently searching my eyes for a moment, then asks, "How-" I feel her swallow under my fingers. "How would you-? What would you do?"

I smile at her, curiosity is better than plain no. I let go of her neck, grab her by her ass with both of my hands, pushing her against me. Then lift her up and move towards the couch. I lay her down and pull her by her legs to the edge where I kneel on the ground between them. I move over her pushing my cock inside her again, causing her to make a small breathless noise. 

I start with the small slow thrusts, caressing her sides, then her breasts. I rest one hand on the couch beside her head, keeping myself up and with the other one I caress her down to grab her by her hip to hold her in place. I move to kiss her on the side of her neck and start to explain quietly.

"I would fuck you, like I do right now," I whisper, keeping a steady pace. "I'd get hold of you like this." I Grasp her throat again, not adding any pressure, just making small circles with my fingertips on either side where I can feel her pulse, it's racing, hopefully from excitement. I keep talking. "And I'd squeeze until you'd be not able to breathe." I feel heartbeat to speed up even more, but she still doesn't voice any protests. "You'll get light headed, your nerves will go crazy." I thrust a little harder. "Everything will feel stronger." With another hard thrust, I whisper, "And when I'll feel that you are about to come, then I'll let go." I move my hand away. "It will feel incredible!"

Her breathing quickened. "Incredible for who?"

I lean back so I could look into her eyes and I give her what I hope is a reassuring smile. "For the both of us." At least I hope it will. I slow down again, going deep one more time, stopping inside of her. She closes her eyes for a moment, when she opens them again she searches mine and speaks softly.

"Sounds little scary. What if something happens? How do I let you know to stop?"

"I'll know when to stop," I tell her, caressing her cheek with the back of my fingers.

"You did this before?"

"Not exactly... in a way... but I know what I'm doing, trust me."

"Are you drunk?" she asks out of nowhere, but then it occurs to me, that maybe she's scared I'm too drunk to notice if something was wrong.

"No. Are you?"

She shakes her head no.

"Can I then?"

Her eyes stay glued to mine, searching for something. I don't know what it was, but she obviously found it, because eventually, she nods.

My eyes never leave her face, as I start with my movements inside her again, slow, but deep. I close my hand around her throat once more. 

Her pupils are so big I barely see the color around them, her eyes are wide in anticipation but amazingly, I can't see the fear in them. 

It's an entirely new experience for me too because I do not want to hurt her. I know the feeling of choking someone to death, I lived for that feeling. But here, I feel something completely different. My hand doesn't even twitch this time. I'm in complete control here. The same control I usually feel in the woods. I revel in the power I have over her in this moment but at the same time, I enjoy seeing the trust in her eyes as she's looking up to my face. 

Her hands on my arms hold onto me a little too tightly, but that's it. I guess it's only natural to be nervous about this.

I squeeze a bit more and watch her eyes closely for any sign she's not okay while I keep on fucking her. I see her pointlessly trying to breathe in, her fingers start to dig into my skin even more and after few moments her body starts to spasm spontaneously around me. I pick up the pace, making the thrusts rougher and after few more moments, I let go of her throat, getting a hold on her shoulder to still her some so I can fuck her hard through her orgasm. 

She instantly begins to take in deep breaths and the air is leaving her body in the form of small giggles. She's high on the blood and air rushing to her head. She's still spasming around me and I can feel my own orgasm approaching. 

I close my eyes then and just feel her as I ram my dick into her. At last, I utterly bury myself in her, my head drops on her shoulder as my body collapses, pinning her under me. I realize my mistake quickly and lazily turn to look at her taking some of the weight off her in the process, letting her breathe more easily. I find her eyes shining and she's smiling at me.

"Wow, that was- Just- wow!"

I feel the corners of my mouth lift up and I grin back at her. "Told you." I move some of the damp hair off of her face. "Wanna do it again?"

Her eyes go wide. "What, now?"

I laugh at that. "No, not now." I lean in to kiss her. "I was talking about some other time. Would you let me do it again?"

"Yes."

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It's Saturday afternoon and I'm still in bed. I decided I don't want to see anyone but Lana today. Last night was great and for the first time in a very long time, I feel thoughtfully satisfied and relaxed. I wish I could just block the outside world forever and stay here. I wasn't so sure if she'll actually like what I did, but it turned out to be quite a rush for her. 

She loved it. I loved it. 

I still can't believe she let me choke her. That she'll let me do it again. If I had a heart I could love this girl. I don't think I really have one though. I wonder how often I can do this without actually hurting her. Not every night I guess. 

A sound of a car approaching pulls me out of my thoughts. It should be Lana. She went for some groceries, something about a special dinner. But the car goes rather fast and in the end, I hear tires screeching as it stops abruptly in front of the house. What the- I only manage to pull my pants on when I hear her bursting inside, yelling.

"It was him! It's him, he's here! He's in town!" She sounds hysterical.

"What are you talking about?"

She doesn't say anything, she just jumps into my arms, crying. She doesn't breathe right either, she is hysterical. I sit with her in my lap, down on the bed.

"Come on, calm down. Try to breathe with me. In, and hold it, and slowly out, good girl, now again. In, hold it, and slowly out." She's taking shaky breaths, she's trying, she really is, but it takes awhile before she finally calms down a bit, the tears don't stop though, I try asking again anyway.

"Who are you talking about, who did you see?" She starts to shake more again.

"The guy, the one who cut me open! He's here! It's been over 5 years, how did he find me here?"

"Are you absolutely sure? Couldn't you just see someone who looks like him?"

"Oh yeah, I'm sure. Believe me, you won't forget the face of the monster who literally gutted you." She's talking so fast I have really hard time to understand what she's saying, she's right though, you won't forget the face of someone who tortured you, I would know. "And if it wasn't only his face it would be that stupid car of his. He's driving around in that black Impala of his, he likes the car more than actual people."

It takes me a moment but then the alarms go on in my brain, my body stiffens.

"Lana? Do you know the guy's name?"

"Yeah, Paul Torres. Why?"

Fuck my life!

"We need to go to Wade's, now! The fucker was at my work."

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