The Lady Wore Red Ch. 04

"911, what's your emergency?" A professional voice answered crisply.

"Yes," Lily said, smiling. "A man is in my house. I think he's dead." Her tongue explored her sharp teeth behind pure black lips. Her vertical eyes widened slightly in amusement. She pressed her finger down on her clit and wriggled her hips in delight. "Please. I'm scared."

As the operator asked for information, Lily pleasured herself. Slowly and carefully, she coaxed her nerve endings into full attention. Eddie's soul wept as Lily finished the phone call and hung up. She allowed herself two fingers into the greedy hot wetness between her thighs and smiled when she heard sirens in the distance.

"Don't worry, Eddie," Lily cooed. "You won't be alone long."