Chapter 12 #2
I start the engine and peel out of the driveway before the flames are even visible from the main road. All I see is smoke when I look back in the rearview. Thick black smoke.
“Do you think they’ll know it was us?” Roxy curls up against the passenger door, her arms folded over her chest as she gazes out the window.
I rest my hand on her thigh, barely able to contain my hunger for her. “You don’t need to worry about that, love. We’re free. I promise.”
And I will do everything in my power to make sure no one ever comes between us again.
“I remember all of it. As soon as I saw you standing over Earl… something unlocked in my brain. The memories came so fast. It makes me sick to think I was living under her roof again. After we killed Hank, I promised myself I would never come back here.”
“You thought you didn’t have a choice. This isn’t your fault.
I’m going to take care of you, baby. Like I always do.
Close your eyes and get some rest. When you wake up, we’ll be home.
” I hold out my arm, and she doesn’t hesitate to scoot into me.
She nestles into my side and rests her head on my shoulder.
“I’ve missed you so much, Punk,” she murmurs.
“You have no idea how much I’ve missed you, pretty girl.” A calm front eases the storm swirling inside me. I drive all night without stopping. Just listening to the sound of her breathing against my chest.
“Thatta girl. Yeah. Just like that. Don’t move.” I slide a pillow underneath Roxy’s stomach and tug her hips up. The space between her thighs is like heaven. Sacred. And it belongs to me.
“Punk,” she pants, “Go easy on me.”
I stroke the crack of her ass, massaging the lubricant into her inner cheeks as I make my way to her puckered hole.
“Shhh, I’m going to make you feel so fucking good.” I slather more of the lube over my cock before inching the tip inside her ass. “Mmm, fuck. You’re like an oven, baby.” My breath hitches as I slide farther in. “Oh, yeah. Fucking stretch for me.”
Her whimpers turn to whines, like a cat in heat. “I don’t think it’s going to fit. Fuck.”
I knead her ass cheeks as I push forward. “You let me worry about that, pretty girl. Just breathe and relax for me.”
A strangled cry erupts from her throat. She jerks her hips. “Oh, fuck. I can feel you throbbing.”
I take a deep breath and close my eyes. She’s so tight, I could cum right now. I still myself to let her adjust to my girth. “Roxy… fuck. I’m going to destroy you.”
She moans as I slide in a few more inches. “Oh my god.”
I reach underneath her and pinch her clit as I thrust all the way in. “Yeah, pray to me. Beg for my mercy.”
She lets out a deep guttural scream as I slam into her. “Punk, please…”
Buried deep inside her, I still myself again. “That’s my good girl. My pretty little slut. You’re taking me so well.” I roll my hips and grind into her. “Mmm, fuck you feel so good.”
She looks back over her shoulder. And when our eyes lock, something shifts. Her gaze is wild, feral, hungry. “No mercy,” she whispers.
Fuck. I growl as I slam into her. Every thrust feels like ownership. Possession. The last piece of her that I hadn’t yet claimed. Mine.
She moans and bucks against me as her hole stretches open wider. “Uhhh.”
My breath quickens. I’m almost hyperventilating as I watch my thick cock slide in and out of her swollen flesh. I slap her ass cheek, then massage the reddened flesh between my fingers. “Who do you belong to?”
“You, baby. I belong to you.” She writhes underneath me, rubbing her pussy against the pillow as I fuck her so hard she can barely breathe.
I squeeze the back of her neck. “Thatta girl. I will kill you if you ever forget it.” I’d never harm a hair on her head, but I love these games we play.
Another growl billows out of me as the blood in my shaft rushes forward, tingling my swollen tip.
I thrust harder and faster, chasing my long-awaited release.
That triggers her. She bucks again and lets out a wild scream. “Don’t stop. Please.”
I slide my hand under her pussy so I can feel her cream on my fingers. “My pretty girl has a dark side, doesn’t she? The threat of violence makes you so fucking wet.”
“Yeah,” she whines. “Tell me how you’d do it?”
Mmm, fuck. I’m so close, but I want to drag this out for as long as I can. She feels too fucking good for it to be over. I grab my belt and loop it around her neck, tightening it until it’s slightly digging into her skin. “It would be slow and brutal.”
She grinds her pussy against my hand.
I pull out of her ass and slam back in hard. “Just like this. I’d crush your throat and suck your last breath into my mouth as I fill you with my cum.”
“Oh fuck,” she rasps. “I’m cum—fuuck.”
The gurgled sounds coming out of her provoke me. I’m losing control. A rush of adrenaline bursts in my veins as my orgasm strangles me. I burrow in deep and grind in circles. Her passion matches mine as we scream through our carnal release. “My. Pretty. Fucking. Girl.”
She gasps for breath when I loosen the belt from her throat. “I’ll never forget who I belong to, Punk. I promise. Never again.”
I stay buried inside her as spasms shoot in quick bursts through my balls like aftershocks. I run my fingertips up and down the backs of her thighs. “I know. But I’m still gonna remind you every day.”
I wrap her up in the bedsheets and pull her to my chest. The sound of her shallow breaths as she sleeps calms the chaos in my veins and drowns out the thoughts of anyone trying to take her away from me again. Her devotion is my salvation. Her life is mine. And mine is hers.
Before I drift off, I can’t resist making her cum again while she sleeps.
I thrust three fingers in and out of her pussy until I feel her throb against them.
Until I hear the soft murmur of an orgasm lost somewhere in her dreams. And I leave them there as I fall asleep with her juices trickling down my wrist.