Chapter 44
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I know her pussy had to be tired, but I couldn’t stop. I couldn’t stop fucking her, touching her, tasting her, and as I sucked on her clit, the sound of her wails coupled with her wiggling beneath me made my damn heart sing. Pleasing her, knowing I could dismantle her with my body, was like a badge of honor for me. My wife wasn’t shit to play with and she damn sure wasn’t easily shaken, but me and my dick had her shook like a motherfucker.
“I fucking hate you! Oh, shit! I’ma cum right nowww!” she screamed.
“Mmmm…” I hummed against her pussy.
I liked to feel her cum, so when I felt her body stiffen after a couple more swipes of my tongue, I slid my fingers inside her and smiled when her pussy squeezed them. Once she calmed down, I kissed every inch of her pussy and then inched up her body to kiss her lips, a chaste kiss that soon evolved into me sharing her sweet flavor with her.
A few moments later, as she lay in my arms, she said, “I think we should go ahead and kill Zaccai.”
“Why you say that? You sure it’s him now? What changed? New intel?” I questioned her.
“No new intel. He’s just the most logical choice. Even if your mother is behind it, she’d most likely enlist Zaccai. He’s in the business. He knows how to execute a hit, no matter how lame he is.”
“Right. So, Tavares is out? My ex-wife, too?”
“Tavares doesn’t have enough sense to pull this off. Your mom has him too spoiled. Plus, he’s a hot head and not very deliberate. Your ex-wife isn’t exactly action oriented unless it involves illicit dick, from what I can tell.”
“True…true. So, we kill Zaccai. I’m down with that. His ass needs to go, regardless. We can make it look like an accident. Only question is…when?”
“As soon as possible.”
Bo received a ton of flowers once they moved him to a regular room. It seemed a lot of people admired my evil husband due to his philanthropy. Imagine that. There were bouquets and cards from several charities and a couple politicians, including the mayor.
Ho’.
I hadn’t forgotten the dick lust that was in her eyes when she saw him at her party.
Anyway, I’d decided to get rid of the dried-out flowers when I saw it, the little card hidden within the huge arrangement of white hydrangeas. I mean, I’d noticed the card before but never bothered to read it after Bo said they were from the mayor.
Lifting the card from its little clear, fork-like holder, I scanned the message:
So glad you’re doing well. Sending healing vibes and blessings to you.
Much love.
Her name was signed at the bottom of the little card. I read it again and again, and then I went to my bedroom to wake my husband from his nap.