“A lot of things, actually, Chad, but how about you return the car you stole for starters.” I say and point with my gun to the car.
Nova’s eyes drift around the shop and then back to chad.
“The pink one too.” She says and looks at me. “Pretty please? I like the pink one.” She whines with an adorable look on her face, as if I would deny her.
“Of course Pinkie. You heard the lady where are the keys Chad?”
I get up and walk towards them. Nova’s heel presses harder on his crotch and droplets of sweat form on his face as he tries to compose himself.
“You are crazy if you think I will give you my cars.” He whines.
Nova turns to me again.
“Can I kill him now? I am bored.” She says with a pout.
“No, pinkie. We have more things to do tonight and I am not planning to lose half the night burring his body.”
I shake my head with disapproval. That would be more of a mess than what I am willing to dealwith tonight. Besides, that’s one line I don’t cross. We don’t kill people. Being thieves is one thing; murderers is another.
“Fine, fine. The keys are over there.”
Chad seems to have come to his senses, pointing to a keyholder. I spot immediately the pink key-chain for the car my girl wants and the one for mine.
“Go for it, Pinkie.” I say as I reach for the keys.
My girl doesn’t lose time swinging her bat hitting his head. I watch as Chad drops to the floor while Nova walks towards me. I offer her the keys to the pink car and start walking toward the silver one.
“Not so fast.”
She calls out to me. Following me with fast steps. I turn around to face her, and her lips crash with mine. It’s a possessive kiss, her hands move for the button of my pants not losing anytime. I unbuttonhers without breaking the kiss.
“Fuck me.” She demands with a rapid breath, breaking the kiss for a mere moment.
I lift her top and gather the fabric in my fist, using it as a handle; her tits press on the hood of the car, leaving a delicious imprint on it from the heat of her body. I stroke myself over her pussy, teasing her with the tip of my cock but not exactly moving.
She lets out a desperate moan. “Come on Ash. Please fuck me.” She begs more desperately with every word.
I push inside her with force, without any warning. A moan escapes her as I start fucking her, my cock sliding in and out of her with ease. She is dripping wet for me, her warmth invading every cell of my body. Her pussy tightens around my cock as she moves,matching my rhythm.
“Good girl.” I praise her, my fingers digging into the sides of her thighs, gripping her to steady myself as I fuck her.
“Harder.” She demands, her breath rapid and moans leaving her lips like prayers.
“You don’t even have to ask, Pinkie.” I say as I keep fucking her, each thrust more brutal than the one before it.
“Oh my god.” She chants, her orgasm so close that I can feel it.
“Good girl.” I push inside her harder. “Come for me, Pinkie.” I say as my own release creeps upon me. I spill inside her until every drop I have to give her leaves my cock. We both fall onto the hood, panting.
I kiss her shoulder softly and whisper in her ear. “You are amazing.”And I mean every word. She is absolutely amazing.I would probably wifeher up in a heartbeat if I were the type of man who could actually hold a relationship. But I am not. And she is not the wife type either.
“Let’s go pinkie. We have more stops to do, more men to make cry.”
I say as I fix my clothes and stand up. She pulls herself from the car, fixes her shorts and hair, and with a giggle, she picks up her bat and walks to the pink car.
“Ash?” She questions stopping on her tracks like someone threw a brick on her head.
“Yes, Pinkie?” I question back, unlocking the car at the same time.
