Few days later, Jessica was discharged from the University of Portharcourt General Teaching Hospital. She had called her parents prior to inform them of her incident and they insisted on coming over to see her since they didn't live so far from the main town. But Jessica understanding how overly dramatic they could be—spinned a lie that she was recovering at home.

Her father instantly wired some money to her account, telling her that they were going to visit during the weekend. Jessica was a bit hesitant at first; she'd planned on spending the entire week at Dami's one bedroom apartment but she had to agree – they were her parents after all and she needed them to assure her that everything was going to be okay.

Jessica laid flat on Dami's king sized bed, giggling as he dragged her singlet top over her head.

"I'm going to devour you," he claimed, fumbling with her sporty bra strap. He roughly turned her over and unclasped it. Her reaction was instantaneous as he took one of her round, turgid areola in his mouth. She writhed under his heavy weight, struggling to break free of her hand cuffed to the bedpost.

"Shh, baby," Dami teased as he flicked his tongue over her taut, sensitive nipples. Jessica swore, enjoying the feel of his hard member on her belly button.

"Can I touch it please?" She pleaded, her voice raspy with need.

"No, not yet." He used a finger to skim the line of her cotton panties as he continued his onslaught on her other breast. Jessica shivered slightly, her mound growing more wet the longer Dami teased and that he did–exceptionally well. He parted one of the labiate folds of her vulva and massaged her clit in slow circular motions. That sent her whole body quaking although, she wasn't close to orgasm. Just yet.

She began grinding her hip in sync with two fingers sliding in and out of her dripping pussy. He parted her legs as he tugged her panties lower. He couldn't wait to have the taste of her juice on his tongue.

Dami squeezed her boobs as he sucked on her, driving Jessica into pure ecstasy. She begged, cried, squalled, her lips were red from biting too hard. Dami pulled back when he noticed Jessica was nearly towering over the edge and claimed her lips with force.

He couldn't hold himself any longer, he grabbed a fistful of her hair as their tongues met, fighting for dominance. Jessica felt like she was being dipped into a burning fire, she kicked, moaned, his hands roving over every delicious curve on her body.

Dami's feverish intensity increased, he couldn't get enough of Jessica. He bit the sensitive spot on her collarbone as she cried out in excitement. He applied pressure on her jaw, forcing her to swallow his cock whole.

She almost choked, saliva coating the corner of her mouth as Dami slid in and out. "Ooh baby, yeah... suck me harder," he breathed, lifting her head for easy access. Jessica's chest heaved as Dami filled her mouth, his dick cap wet with pre cum. She flicked her tongue, soaking it all up. Dami jerked, pulling out.

"What happened? Did you cum?" She asked, her eyes fluttering open. A thin sheen of sweat coated Dami's forehead and chest, his breathing was heavy. He shook his head, securing her in place with his muscular thighs as he removed the cuffs on her arms and legs. At last, she was free to do as she pleased. She climbed on him, inserting his slimy dick into her pussy and bouncing slowly on it.

Dami grabbed her wide spread ass and held it up as he rammed into her. Jessica arched her back, grinding hard on his member. She could feel her thighs quivering–she rode on wave after wave of spasmodic pleasure. Slim fingers closed around her neck as she was turned over and fucked in a missionary position. He situated a fluffy pillow under her butt and raised one of her legs onto his broad shoulder.

He placed fleeting kisses on her feet and allowed his teeth to sink into her flesh as he drove inside her, sending her to oblivion. Dami moaned aloud, the wall of her vagina clenching around his dick as he went deeper. Jessica gasped as the full length of his erection touched the base of her womb. He secured her hand above her head, making her squirm, agitated.

"You like it when I fuck you hard?" He asked in a low, breathy voice. His heart was racing wildly as she nodded and gave a soft purr.

"Yes, daddy. Fuck me harder!" Jessica bit her lower lip as Dami increased his pace a tad bit, causing her to cry out. He pulled out once more, bending her over so her ass was to his face. Then, he went down on her and began to suck her till she was shaking and pleading for sweet release. But he retreated as she was about to squirt and slid his dick into her.

They both came at the same time, their chest rising and falling in unison. Jessica collapsed on the bed, fully sated. Dami kissed her forehead and tugged her closer.
"Sleep now," he muttered in her ear as she melted into his embrace.

Jessica woke up sometime around midnight, she yawned, patting Dami's side of the bed. When she felt only his warmth, her eyes flew open. She turned on the bedside lamp and slipped into her comfy slippers, padding across the tiled floor to the dark hallway.
"Dami, are you there?" She asked, tiny goosebumps sprouting on her skin. The light began to flicker on and off, throwing shades at a black shadow concentrating his gaze on her.

Jessie gulped, licking her cracked lips and gathering her night wear tighter about her. A sickening feel of dread crawled down her spine,  hinting that something was amiss.

"Dami, look... it's... not funny at all," she stuttered. Just then, the flickering bulb went off, projecting her into a whirl of darkness. Black smoke began to emerge from a tiny crack in Dami's bedroom door. Jessie spun around, her head woozy from the aftermath of the thick fumes. She coughed, blood beginning to trickle from her nostril.

Her ears perked up at the sound of a haughty laughter, piercing the tranquility of the house. "Stop the foolery!" She exclaimed, letting her instincts guide her to the source of the echo. Jessie paused at the foot of a huge oak door, she twisted the cold knob slowly and stepped in. The first thing she spotted in the middle of a wide, dimly lit room was a man sitting on arm chair with his back to her, he had a child cradled in his lean arms.

He whispered sweetly in the baby's ear as he wiped a thin sheen of sweat from his button nose. The baby was eerily still, something placed in his small mouth to silence her cries. "Dami, is that you?" Jessica fought the urge to run as her gaze leveled on the atrocious human. Strands of dead long hair clung to his hollow face. He had a wicked gleam in his creepy red rimmed eyes that bulged out of their socket. She staggered back, letting out a high pitched scream as his mangled face began to seemingly disappear.

Jessica kicked her legs in the air, struggling to breathe. Someone kept tapping her arm, trying to wake her up from sleep. When it didn't prove successful, he raced to the bathroom and arrived with a bowl of water that he sprinkled on her face. It was then—her eyelids flung open to see the light crease in his forehead.

"Jesus Christ, you scared me to death," Dami stated, releasing the breath he didn't know he had been holding.