A Necrosis Blackout - Chapter 5

Erotic Horror - Not your Momma's Horror Novel...

Trigger Warnings: Murder, Death, Mayhem

This is not my typical writings. I am doing a little different just because I’d like to sharpen my skills in other areas. Hopefully this is a story that can find some followers on it.

Have you read part 1? What about part 2? What about part 3? What about Part 4?

When I heard the knock on my door, my heart sped up. Joshua had arrived right on time, like I knew he would. Not that I still had feelings; it was that I was horny and had no way to relieve my frustration. Masturbation was great, but there was nothing like a hard fuck that really got me off. If he hadn’t been such a sap, he would have been the perfect partner.

Opening the door “Hey there,” I said to him.

“Always the prettiest person in the room,” he responded with.

I tried to keep the eye rolls to a minimum, but I wasn’t a huge fan of gush. “Please come in. You look nice.”

“Thank you, I did not know what to bring wine wise. I didn’t know what we were eating.”

“I’m sure you did fine; you know what I like.” I walked past him and went into the kitchen, where I had the food simmering on the stove.

“It smells fantastic. You were always an amazing cook.”

“Thanks. Hopefully, you still feel that way.” I stirred the sauce in the pot a few times before removing it from the burner and pouring it on top of the chicken that I had already plated. Baked chicken, asparagus and mashed potatoes went well with the white wine he had provided. It would be a good night that would hopefully end if sex.

“May I help,” he walked over and extended his hand, “put me to work.”

“Save your strength. I have plenty of ways you can help after we eat.” I gave him a wink and a grin. The smile on his face told me he understood what I was saying, perfect.

The evening went as planned. Dinner unfolded with pleasantries and laughter. Joshua always had a way with words. He was a handsome man, with a distinguished jawline, dark brown hair, blue eyes, which I found amazing. You don’t see that combination a lot. He made me laugh throughout dinner and I found that sexy as hell. He reached over and grabbed my hand in the middle of dinner and that caught me off guard. But not as much as the words he said.

“I couldn’t help thinking about you this week.”

“You said that you thought about me when you read about the killings. Why?”

His eye twitched, “I was worried about you.”

The laugh I gave was a nervous one, “Why were you worried about me?”

“I’m not stupid, Asa. All the descriptions of the kills, the victims.”

“I think I am missing something,” I went to pull my hand back, and he gripped it tighter, “Don’t act like I am dumb. You never acknowledged how smart I was.”

“You’re starting to scare me, Joshua.”

He barked out a laugh, “That’s rich, coming from a killer.”

I didn’t know how he knew, but he did. I wasn’t sure if my face gave it away or if he could feel my heart beating as he held onto my wrist. “Joshua, let go of me.”

“Or what, you’re gonna kill me? Here in your home?”

I pulled my arm trying to break free, “I don’t even know why you think it’s me. Let go,” I yanked again.

“All of the victims’ names are similar. And you and I broke up very badly. Maybe it is egotistical of me to assume you’re trying to kill me over and over with these other stand ins, but I was very much taken with the idea you loved me that much to go kill.”

This wasn’t happening. I had to fake it, I had to find a way to make him think he was wrong. “You don’t know what you’re talking about. Stop it, let go or I’ll scream!”

Joshua stood up and pulled my arm with me. He pushed me into the wall and with his free hand wrapped his fingers around my throat, “You’re playing with fire, little girl, and you’re about to see what happens when you come after me.”

I didn’t understand what was happening, who had Joshua turned into? “Josh, please …” I begged when he pushed me into the wall again.

“Quiet, you’re going to be a good little girl and take your punishment. And if you perform well, I’ll keep this between us, and I won’t turn you into the authorities.”

I knew I deserved this, I was the killer, and of course part of my thoughts was about him, and all of my past lovers. I felt my pussy heat the more Joshua manhandled me.

“They say the victims all were sexually assaulted, should I do that to you, Asa?”

His hand grabbed my breast and squeezed. He knew what I liked, and I loved it. “Yes,” I moaned.

“Good girl, now, kneel.”

He freed my arm, and I had my moment, I could kill him, or I could fuck him. I reached for his pants and freed his hard, long cock. I had made my mind up.

“Open up for me, that’s right, I’m going to fuck your face like you’ve never been fucked before.”

He shoved his cock into my mouth, the forced pushing my head into the wall. His cockhead rammed against the back of my throat and my lips sealed around his shaft. He put his hands on my head and held me in place as his hips moved forward and backwards at rapid speed. He didn’t cum, he stopped when he told me he was close and stood me up. I felt his hand traveling down my back. He slipped it into my pants, then into my panties. He put his fingers inside my pussy and finger fucked me, he was pleased I was already wet.

“You always liked it rough, didn’t you?”

Joshua pounded his fingers over and over until I came on his hand. He pulled it out of my pants and then grabbed the front of my shirt and tore it open. “Look at your creamy skin.” He took his hand, covered in my juices, and smeared it along my chest. He ripped my bra off and then pulled at my pants.

“Get naked now.”

I was so turned on that I didn’t hesitate to comply. He grabbed my hips when he dropped his pants and took me over to the island. He bent me over and spread my cheeks. His cock slid into me with a force I didn’t recognize. The feeling was overpowering and when we came together; it was a high I had never felt before. He collapsed on me, our bodies pressed together, his weight pushing me into the cold granite of the island.

“Damn, that was amazing,” he whispered into my ear.

My head nodded in response, “It was.”

“Take me with you next time, we can both fuck the person before you kill them,” his hands roamed my sides as he spoke.

“Joshua, you have it all wrong.”

“Asa, don’t deny me. I know you. And now I have leverage, I know your secret. Take me with you.”

I closed my eyes, I knew I had no choice. There was nothing else to do. I nodded my head again and when he pushed his body up and freed mine some; it was enough for me to move. I jumped quickly from his grasp and grabbed the knife out of my chopping block. “No, Joshua, why did you have to do this?”

He laughed at me, “You’re not going to kill me, Asa, you’re not strong enough.”

That was where he was wrong. I was strong enough, and I had changed since we broke up. When he came at me, I didn’t back up. This time, the knife didn’t cut my victim’s neck. It went into the side of his body, puncturing his lung.

I let him bleed out on my kitchen floor and the tears I had when I called the police to report a rape and killing were real. But I wasn’t crying for Joshua, I was crying for myself. Because somehow, I had been found out. And now, I would have to be more careful. But at least tonight, I had the orgasm I had been craving, and I was sure that would hold me for a couple of days.