“I’ll leave you to it. I just need to grab some shit from the closet. Don’t mind me.” He enters the room and grabs a lock box from the top shelf of the closet.
Killer pulls back and spreads my pussy lips. “You ever see a prettier pussy?” He looks over at Cruiz and he shakes his head. Cruiz is standing then, starting at my cunt, his dick growing hard.
“You two are a match made in hell. God save anyone who gets in your path.” He rushes from the room with a hard on.
“You fuck him before?” Killer asks, blowing air on my clit.
I hiss at the feeling. “Yeah.” I moan. “Only once. Him and Breaker just wanted to work out the kinks for double pounding their old lady.”
He hums against my pussy. “Good to know,” he says, shoving two fingers inside me, moving them in a scissoring motion, and I gasp in pleasure. “I’ll fuck you better than any of them bitches you had before.”
“I don’t doubt that,” I tell him, and he slides up my body to kiss me on the lips.
Chapter 11
Killer
“Beat it,” I tell this club whore who keeps walking past me and flashing her ass. I glance around the firepit looking for Trinity. If she ran, I’ll spank her ass till she bleeds when I catch her.
“Looking for me,” her husky voice coos in my ear before she drops into my lap.
If I’d known eating her and fucking her into submission was all it would take I woulda fucked her the moment I killed Micah.
“I knew you’d turn up.”
“Did you now.” She gazes into my eyes.
“Yeah. You like my dick too much to quit it after one time.” I grin and kiss her on the mouth.
“You two look fuckin’ cozy,” Thrash says.
“Damn right. I just got fucked into oblivion,” Trin says, smirking, as she rests against me. My hands go around her, and I cup her pussy. If she’s still horny, I swear to fuck it will kill me. She’s already fucked my dick raw. It can’t take anymore right now.
“We heard,” he drawls. “Looks like you broke him too.” He snorts pointing at me.
Trinity laughs and moves her ass slightly over my cock. “Bitch, you seriously ready to go again?”
“No, I’m just teasing you, but you do know, your hand is on my cunt. If I get horny again right now, it’s your own fault.”
I push my hand against her a little more. “Just making sure everyone here knows your mine. This pussy is mine. I don’t share.”
“Well that’s too bad.” She pouts, glancing at me over her shoulder. “Because I do,” she purrs while biting her lip.
“I ain’t fucking you with another man again. That shit ain’t right. Balls slapping together, nope. Swear to fuck his hand slipped a few times too,” I grumble, as she lets out a high pitched snicker.
A throat clears, I forgot we were sitting with Thrash. “You got the same kink as her?” I must look confused because he goes on. “She gets turned way the fuck on when she witnesses a murder, the more blood, the worse she is.”
I grin I thought it before, but now I’m even more sure, this bitch is perfect for me. Fucking perfect.
“Yeah, fuck me. You’re made for each other, sick twisted fucks,” he mutters, shaking his head. “You guys staying to watch the show? Cruiz went home to his woman and kids, he never stays anymore, but shit starts in about an hour.”
I nod, not really knowing what the fuck he’s talking about. He walks off with a bottle of bourbon. “I love the shows here, so hot, make sure you’re well rested, Killer, ‘cause that dick will be going to work later.”
Fuck me. She’s trying to break my dick.
Someone passes her a joint. She takes a heavy toke and blows her smoke directly in my mouth. I don’t know what changed between us, but I feel this connection to this bitch, like we’re kindred spirits or some shit. I think she feels it too. From the moment I saw her I knew I wanted to fuck her but the longer I’m with her the stronger my attraction to her grows. I know I’m supposed to be taking her to my Pres but part of me wants to keep the crazy cunt all for myself.
“Here comes the good shit,” Trin says, blowing more smoke at me.