Chapter 23
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S he let him touch her. Rage floods my system like I’ve never felt before. How fucking dare she let him touch her. She just signed his death warrant.
I walk through the woods behind the dead man’s house and reach the main road before climbing back into my car. Fucking filth covering my shoes and the bottom of my pants. The sight of her spread out in his arms while he touched what’s mine is forever burned into my brain. I’ll fucking kill him, and she’ll be punished. I have a lifetime ahead of me to erase his touch from her body and make sure she doesn’t remember anyone but me.
I slam my hand into the steering wheel over and over.
“FUCKING WHORE!” She’ll pay. She’ll pay.
I drive to the other side of town and take the turn that leads to Ivy’s house. I know there is another house on this street, so I find the clearing in the woods I used this morning, turn off my lights, and drive my car deep into the trees before trudging back through the wooded shithole until I reach her house. The back door was left unlocked, safety clearly not a priority for these hicks, and I easily slip into her childhood home undetected. I meander through the dusty house, musky air assaulting my nose, until I find Ivy’s bedroom. I walk over to her perfectly made bed and pick up the pillow, disappointed that it doesn’t smell anything like her. Still, it’s her room and my thoughts are overloaded with her. I unbuckle my pants, letting them fall to my ankles before stroking my cock to thoughts of slipping into her tight cunt. I’m ruthless, gripping my dick hard, reaching down with my other hand to cup my balls. I lean forward and shoot my load all over her pillow.
I know I could have found someone to fuck tonight in the next town over, it’s not difficult to find a willing participant, but I’m going to be a husband soon, and Ivy’s pussy will be the only thing I fuck. Well, and that and her mouth. Something she’d never do for me before. That’ll all change soon.
Soon.