Lining up my cock with her pussy, I drive into her all the way.
She whimpers with pleasure and immediately pushes back into me.
“You fucking slut,” I grunt.
Clutching onto her hips, I dig my fingernails into them, moving faster as I pull all the way out and thrust back in, each time the toe moves in and out of her ass.
“I’m your slut. Only yours. I’m going to come, harder, harder!”
“Anything for you, doll, come with me.”
We speed up, in search of that high.
Cora cries out my name and comes all over my cock. I throw my head back, my dick swelling and filling her pussy with cum.
Smacking her ass hard with the toe still inside her, I force her to roll over.
I grin deviously at her. She's a complete psychopath. I bite my bottom lip, taking her sexy body in. I toss the leg and knife mindlessly over by the chair.
“We have to get to work on cleaning this room. Then we need to cut her legs into thick steaks to serve our guests.” Hunger stirs in my belly, and I wet my lips. Just picturing them eating human meat again, completely oblivious, is satisfying the darkness inside me.
“The bleach is in the closet,” I point over to where it is.
“Get to work. We don’t have time to waste. Do you have the Rohypnol pills?” I ask her, my tone sharp. This has to go perfectly.
“Of course, I think we should give them two each, so they black out,” Cora suggests.
“If there’s an option for more, we’ll always take it. Let’s hurry and clean up before AJ gives us shit.”
Cora swats her hand at me. “Yeah right, he’s so obsessed with this girl, if we run behind, he won’t even realize.”
“True.” I chuckle, shaking my head. “I’m looking forward to the plans he has for her.”
CHAPTER
TWENTY-FOUR
After returning late in the afternoon, Ryan secured the side-by-side back onto the trailer. I’m pretty sure after that shitty close call, we won’t be taking it out again.
Now, I need to clean up a bit. Grabbing some hygiene wipes, I bounce into the passenger seat and see what we are working with. Lowering the visor, I catch sight of the dirt smudges onmy face and the way my hair is twisted and tangled from being stuffed into the helmet.
Finding my brush in the center console, I softly tug through the knots and throw it back in a headband. Spotting my makeup bag, I sort through sunscreen and Chapstick until I come across my favorite mascara. “Ah ha!” I burst out in triumph, raising it in front of me.
Removing my clothes, panties, and bra, I use the hygiene wipes under my armpits and sweep them across the areas between my legs.
Ryan hops in beside me on the driver’s side, eyeing me intently. In a low voice, he says, “Are you trying to corrupt me into filthy things? Because if so, it’s working.”
I turn my entire body toward him, bending my right leg and placing my foot on the dashboard, and I allow him full access to soak in my nakedness.
My eyes droop with hunger, and his cock hardens in his lounge pants.
His eyes sharpen with need. “Get out of the car and bend over the hood with your legs open wide and both arms stretched out with your palms flat,” he orders.
I do as he says, promptly positioning myself as he asked. My arousal is already evident between my legs. He shuts the truck door and struts over to me.
Not wasting any time, his hand cups my pussy as he massages it back and forth, lathering his fingers while suppressing a groan.
Then, he takes his fingers and propels them forcefully into my mouth, fishhooking my cheek.
