I kiss her thigh and begrudgingly turn my back on her.
With each stiletto in hand I approach him. Confusion mares his features. “What are you doing?”
“You’ll find out in a second.” Answering his question I bring down the first stiletto on his hand and apply great force. An agonizing scream rings my eardrum as I puncture the heel through his hand. Quite macabre. Most unpleasant to look at. Pleased, I do the same with his other hand. He howls in pain. Music to my ears.
He becomes a blubbering mess. Spit pours from his mouth. His eyes are bulging and watered. And his nose hasn’t stopped leaking.
“You put your hands where they didn’t belong,” I tell him monotonously. “It’s only fair you’re deprived of the use of them.”
“Please,” he begs and my lips curl in a sneer. “Just let me out of here and I’ll never be a problem again. I swear.”
“You see, I can’t take your word. Not when you couldn’t take my wife’s.” Done playing around I retrieve my gun and point it directly at the middle of his forehead. Before another plea can leave his pathetic mouth I pull the trigger.
His head snaps back as red paints the wall in a splatter behind him. Blood pours from the gaping wound along with brain matter.
I expect a horrified gasp to come from Imogen but when I look back at her she stands rubbing her thighs together.
Taking a step forward I inspect her further. Collecting all the details to tell me what she’s really feeling.
And from her flushed skin, rapid breaths, pupils blown wide and the shifting of her thighs she’s aroused.
I drop to my knees before her and slowly inch my hand up her leg. “Does it make you wet knowing I’ll kill any man who puts his hands on you.”
Her hand fists in my hair. I relish the bite of pain to my scalp. The pleasure shoots down to my cock. My erection painfully strains against my zipper.
“How about you find out,” she breathes brazenly.
I smirk up at her as I feel the evidence slick against the apex of her thigh. “Always so fucking wet for me.” I slide my hand up the rest of the way, pushing her soaked thong to the side and inserting three fingers in her snug cunt. The sound her pussy makes as I begin to finger fuck her is euphoric. “Your pussy is begging to be filled. My fingers are not enough for you, little warrior?”
Her eyes flash hotly. “You know they’re not.”
“You want me to fuck you here?” Her eyes glance over to the dead man whose blood is still spilling out of him. She becomes hesitant. I’m having none of it. “Don’t look at him,” I command and her eyes snap back to mine.
“But Rico,” she says unsure.
“If you could get aroused by the sight of me killing him then I can fuck you in front of his dead body.”
“Oh Rico,” she moans as my fingers curl inside her.
Deciding for her I place my mouth on her pink and swollen pussy. My tongue circles around her pulsating clit as I continue to scissor my fingers inside her cunt. Both of her hands clutch at the strands of my hair. I lap at her juices. As I remove my fingers the prettiest whine parts from her lips.
I quickly unbuckle my belt and undo my zipper. I fish out my cock from my briefs. Coming to a stand I hoist her in my arms and she wraps her legs around me. I guide my cock at her entrance. With one push of her hips I’m balls deep inside her.
She cries out in bliss as a groan rips out from deep within my chest.
Needing to fuck her hard and fast I take us to the nearest wall. I cradle her head from the impact as I slam her back to it.
And then I become unhinged.
My fingers bury themselves deeper in the flesh under her thighs. Each thrust is harder than the last. I keep the relentless rhythm. Brutalizing her, ruining her, owning her in ways I’ll never be able to speak.
Her pussy flutters around my cock. I know she’s close to reaching her climax. Slipping my hand between us I pinch her clit. Her walls spasm around my cock. With how tight she feels I’m not going to last much longer.
And then with one more punishing thrust she bathes my cock. I fuck her through her orgasm. Pistoning inside her until I feel the familiar tightness seize my lower back. With my teeth at her neck I come inside her. So much so that it leaks out of her and makes a mess of me.
Her body becomes boneless. I gather her in my arms, dick still inside her and kiss her languidly. Our tongues explore each other with no heat but a lazy exploration.
As our lips part we breathe each other in.
