She seems okay, but.....

"Are you feeling okay?" He asked as Darcy seemed playful all of a sudden.

"I feel amazing. Besides, you rushed over here thinking I was in trouble. You are my knight in shining armor," she said as she kissed him. "Don't want it to be a wasted trip."

"I love you, Darcy; I'd do anything for you," he said before she began kissing him much more passionately.

As a sense of relief came over Troy, something still felt strange. The smell of sex filled the room, and the strange voice he was hearing on the way up was still bothering him, even though Darcy seemed perfectly fine as he tasted her lips and held her in his arms before she gently pulled away.

"Anything?" She said with a smile before she grabbed his hand and began leading him to the bedroom.

Troy was starting to doubt that any of it was real. She looked so good right now, so sexy and he couldn't wait to get into bed with her. As he glanced to his left, looking into the kitchen just before entering the bedroom, he saw something odd. It looked like her phone was on the floor, crushed and in pieces.

"Wait, why didn't you answer my calls, where's your phone?"

"Really? You want me to stop so I can find my phone?" Darcy said with a smile before she pulled off her shirt, revealing her very perky breasts. She grabbed him by the brim of his pants before feeling his hard-on. "That looks painful, want me to kiss it and make it better," she said as she began to loosen his belt.

"Darcy, I just want to make sure you're okay, and wrap my head around everything that.... holy shit!" He yelled as she pulled his pants open, followed quickly by his underwear before she grabbed his cock.

"Stop thinking about it, and just be here with me," she said as she began to kneel in front of him, giving his raging boner a few gentle kisses. "Your cock looks happy to see me, and I'm very happy to see it."

"It's just...... something strange happened...... and...... holy......... fuck, that feels so good," he said as she teased and sucked on the tip of his cock.

Darcy had always been good at blow jobs but this was different. She seemed to be focused on pleasing him and making him feel good. Her hands were gentle, her lips were soft and she seemed to know exactly what he wanted, how he wanted it, and when as well.

"Does that feel good?" She said in a soft voice.

"Fuck..... this feels incredible," he said, struggling to stand as his knees wobbled from her touch.

Suddenly Darcy wrapped her lips around his cock and slid it deeper into her throat. Troy couldn't believe how deep it had gone as he placed his hands on the dresser behind him, trying to hold himself up as Darcy deep-throated his cock.

"Fuck......... FUCK!" He yelled as she just continued to suck on him, cradling his balls as his pants fell around his ankles.

"Pop!" He heard as she suddenly released his member, leaving it hanging there, red, dripping with spit and precum as she stroked it gently with her finger.

"I want you Troy, I want you to fuck me so hard," she said before she stood back up, sliding off her her pants, revealing that she also wasn't wearing any underwear.

Troy stared at Darcy's naked body, which looked incredible. She was always sexy to him, but something seemed different. He couldn't tell what it was, but her body looked too perfect, and after everything that had happened, there was a voice in the back of his head telling him to run for his life because something was very wrong.

He looked down at his cock as it twitched like it did in the hallway, almost begging him to follow through as Darcy walked back over to him, gently caressing his cock. He loved this woman and trusted her, so he wasn't sure where this fear was coming from, and he soon realized that he wouldn't be able to resist.