I latch on to his hair and yank hard whiletrying to knee him in the balls. I’m picked up and slammed onto the bed stomach first. His heavy weight presses me into the mattress, trapping my arms beneath me.
“No, Maverick!” I scream, hysterically crying.
“I love you,” he whispers in my ear, grinding his erection into my backside.
“You don’t know what love is.” Gut-wrenching sobs tear through my chest. “If you did, you’d put my feelings above your own.”
He pauses for a beat. “Give me tonight, then I’ll leave you alone, but no fighting.”
If I agree, the rest of my stay in Montgomery will be relatively peaceful. No more locking my window, barricading my door, or constantly looking over my shoulder. And I need to have him inside me one last time.
“I want the key to my house and no more going to Mary’s.”
“All right.” He reluctantly accepts my terms. “You have my word.”
“Okay.”
Maverick strips my camisole off, then leisurely glides his tongue down my spine. My center moistens, preparing to receive his dick. He tugs my panties to my knees, then nips my thighs, before spreading my ass cheeks and pushing his tongue into my soaking wet cunt.
The sensual act raises my body temperature. I gyrate my hips, losing myself to the whirlwind of passion he stokes within me. His fingers delve between my folds, kneading my clit, catapulting my pleasure to infinite heights.
An explosion sends me soaring to the pinnacle of ecstasy. The force of it seizes my body and curls my toes, rendering me delirious. Then he’s lying on top of me, tunneling his thick cock through my tight heat, filling me to the brim. A low-keening moan escapes my lips.
“You will never experience this with anyone else,” Maverick murmurs, giving another bone-jarring thrust. “What we have is unparalleled.”
Maverick effectively wields his body as a weapon, aiming to weaken my resolve. He never agreed to play fair. How am I going to survive the night?
“If I have to suffer being without you for the rest of my life”—he licks the curve of my neck, pounding into me again—“you’re going to endure the same fate.”
With that declaration, he begins driving into my channel in fanatical madness. By morning, I’ll be ruined, swept away in the tidal wave of his raw power. I twist my hands in the cool sheets, hoping to stay afloat. He angles my head and attacks my lips in a frenzied kiss. My pussy spasms, unleashing a torrent of hot, sticky wetness.
Maverick groans, pumping into me so fucking hard my breath stalls. A lone tear trickles across my nose. He licks the salty liquid, then fucks me again. I’m completely shattered by the time the sun brightens the sky, because I love him, but we can never be. After placing the key on my nightstand, Maverick plods from my bedroom, head hanging low. I bury my face in my pillow and cry my heart out.
A sense of danger startles me awake. John hovers over me, holding a 9mm in one hand and a bottle of whiskey in the other.
“You did this, didn’t you?” he snarls, foaming at the mouth. “You little piece of shit.”
“I did, John.” I smirk. “Karma is a motherfucker, isn’t it?”
The story must’ve aired already. At the end of October, Dee and Nix helped me install hidden cameras in John’s torture room. I witnessed him leading an underage girl in there and knew the time had come to put an end to his depravity. It doesn’t matter that she went willingly.
I met with a local reporter yesterday and handed her a flash drive containing hours of John’s sexual exploits. I didn’t trust giving the information to the sheriff since he and John are best friends. There is no disputing the evidence.
Even the most seasoned legal team will have difficulty mounting an arguable defense. He’s going to spend years behind bars. The good folks of Montgomery will finally be introduced to the real Judge John Carter. They’ll be devastated after serving their false god for so long.
“How could you destroy your own father? You’ve ruined yourself too.”
I shrug. “My life was predestined to be fucked anyway.”
John presses the barrel of the 9mm to my forehead. I don’t flinch.
“What are you waiting for?” I taunt, not the least bit scared.
I’m in fucking turmoil because I can’t haveher. He takes a long swig of liquid courage.
“Pull. The. Fucking. Trigger.”
He cocks the gun, visibly shaking.
