“What kind of man would I be—” but she places a finger over my lips.
“You’re the perfect man. Now shut up and pull.” She orders as we move the body to where she wants it we do the same with Kenneth and she leaves the room to grab what she needs from the garage. When she comes back my face pales and she laughs.
“You really don’t do well with blood huh?” She asks and I nod as bile rises up my throat, threatening to spill.
“No, I don’t. Never have. It’s easy to ignore during hockey but this. This is a whole new ball game.” I state and she takes a deep breath.
“You might want to sit down and watch TV or something because it’s about to get really messy.” She says and I nod, walking over to the chair she was tied too and dragging it into the living room. I sit down and put the TV on as she gets to work. After she starts the saw I raise the volume of the TV; so I don’t have to hear it, but I make the mistake of looking over at her and see all the blood and bone matter flying everywhere, causing me to immediately blow chunks everywhere. I should feel embarrassed but in this case I don’t. She laughs and I narrow my eyes.
“This shit isn’t funny. How much longer?” I ask and she huffs. I look at her as she throws a limb into the fireplace. The smell of burning flesh along with the pungent aroma fills the air, as the room starts spinning and suddenly everything goes black.
Lyla
Our Future Awaits Us
It took me six hours to dispose of two bodies. I’m exhausted and covered with the insides of two human bodies. Blood, guts, muscle, tendons and everything else. How I didn't throw up from the smell alone, says I’m going to be just fine as a doctor. Or I’m just in shock and this will all hit me at a later date. Case has pointed out numerous times tonight how calm I’ve been while he whined and bitched between vomiting and passing out from all the blood. I was able to drain as much blood as I could and burn all the limbs without his help. Now I just want to take a shower. After everything was completed I made him go upstairs to shower and get into bed. I gave him some pain pills and promised I’d be up as soon as I got rid of the bloody carpet and chair. Thank god for a gas fire place because I was able to get everything done without the worry of the fire going out. I brushed all the ash into a garbage bag and brought it outside to the pail. I don’t know what to do about their cars tonight but that can be a tomorrow problem.
Walking back into the house, I lock the doors, set the alarm and go straight up the stairs. Stopping at his room, I check his vitals while he stays sound asleep. Placing a kiss on his forehead, I get rid of his bloody clothes along with mine and put them in a trash bag. I never want to have to dispose of a body ever again. This is way too much work for one person like Jesus-fucking-Christ. I leave Case’s bedroom and go into mine to take a shower. Turning the water on, I step under the sprays and crumble to the ground. As the water pelts against my skin, I sob for everything that happened tonight. This will be the only time I cry for murdering two people, they don’t deserve my tears. My hands shake as I scrub my body clean but once I’m done, I get out and towel off. I take a brush to my hair then throw it up into a messy bun.
Taking a deep breath, I walk out of my bathroom naked and straight out of my room across the hall. Case is still sleeping so I lift the covers and slide in next to him. Kissing his cheek I lay my head against his chest and fall asleep knowing it’s finally over and I’m safe next to the man I love the most.
One month later…
“You look so fucking sexy with my jersey on,” he growls as he slides his hockey stick in and out of my soaked core.
“Shit, Case. How many more times do you want me to cum?” I pant and he laughs, licking my clit as he continues to fuck me with his stick.
“Until you can’t anymore.” He challenges, flicking my nipple while swirling his tongue against me. My body arches off the bed, the faster his tongue moves. I shiver and whine when he slows down his pace.
“Don’t stop. I’m so fucking close.” I whimper.
“How close?” He asks, spitting on my clit as his stick is thrusted deeper and deeper inside me.
“Oh—” I scream as my body convulses while my pussy flutters and squirts around the wood. His fingers rapidly flick my clit forcing me to spray more as I scream through it all.Holy. Fucking. Shit.He removes the stick and licks my dripping mess from the wood then lines up his cock with my entrance and slams into me, snapping his hips hard and fast. I drag my nails down his chest and he growls, lifting his jersey and takes a nipple into his mouth, biting down on the hardened peak.
“So. Fucking. Tight.” He groans, as he pounds into me with no remorse.
“Yes, yes. Right there. Fuck!” I moan, as I tighten around him. Another orgasm threatening to spill over.
“Fuck Lyla. You make me want to cum so fucking hard.” He growls, biting his bottom lip.
“Then cum for me, Captain." I whine, as he slams into me and I reach down and grab his balls pulling on them. His body shivers and he growls long and deep as he fills me, setting my own orgasm off. I groan cumming all over his cock with trembling legs. He slows his pace and kisses my forehead, nose then lips. I swirl my tongue around his and he rolls us so now I’m on top of him. “You’re insatiable,” I pant and he smiles.
“Well I have something I need you to agree too so why not ask while I’m still inside you.” He states and I roll my hips and dig my nails into his chest.
“And what is that?” I ask and he smirks.
“Move in with me?” He states and I laugh.
“We kinda already do live together, silly.” I answer but he smacks my ass making me yelp.
“We live in my Father’s house. Plus it's a constant reminder of what happened and I want us to have our own space. A fresh start together. Not here with that hanging over our heads,” he says and I stop my movements.
“I—” but he interrupts.
“Don’t worry about money. I just want you with me everyday. Not here or in the dorms. When I come home I want to know you’re there. When I wake up I want you in my arms. That’s it. Just you and me,” he breathes, thrusting up into me. I groan and he raises a brow.
“But–” He interrupts again.
