Chapter 16

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Our last day in our normal home and he hasn't.......

'What are you doing its 1am in the morning?

I rip my eyes from the microwave and stare at him. 

'Where were you?'

'Errands to run?'

He has red lipstick in his collar and his shirt is untied. He goes to the fridge and takes a glass of water ruffling his hair.

'Is it her?'

'The woman from the beach, yes she invinted me over'

'And you fucked her?'

'Exactly'

He has the nerve to accept it and honestly it takes alot to handle the rage. He just proposed to me a few days ago and the last day he fucks a random hoe he met at the stupid beach.

'Did you cut her fucking hands of?'

He looks at me as if those words would never come from my mouth. Of course he should be but if a man you so badly want to be with doesn't wasnt to be with you help is sought from buried demons.

'Is this fucking porn to you?'

'I'm going to bed'

I leave him and go to my room locking the door just incase I change my mind. What is this really? I came here to kill him to pay my debts to Monte for taking care of us. I promised Monte by this week i would have killed him but his ways are unpredictable. I feel as if I am drowning but I can't help sink my head even deeper.

That woman from the beach,.....I will kill her for making me jealous and then kill George. Simple.

I go through my window into the busy streets of this torturing place.  He thinks I am the good girl who will jst play by his rules. I mean that's why he hasn't fucked me yet... he wants me to beg for it.

I reach the beach house I saw her ass get in after stalking her that day. I get in through the open back door and happen to step on George's ring. I pick it up and wear it next to the ring he gave me. 

'If it isn't the obsessed one herself'

I look up and she is sitting by the dinner table. Perfect.

'Hey'

'Came to check on your husband....oh wait he just left. Sorry you missed all the fun.

I use the anger to walk right up to her. My trust friend is in my hand behind my back and I just can't wait to shove it right up her ass.

'What are you doing in my house? Came to pick up your husbands used condom?'

'Actually I came to finish a tiny little detail'

 I pull my friend and cut her right hand right off her body. Her screams fuel my thirst cutting her left hand again.

'You have a three year old daughter in chemotherapy in a hospital 2km from here. Tell the police and you will find her 6 feet under'

Her eyes show me great satisfaction and I take a moment to rebel on it.

'Nice to meet you'

I go back home and climb right back up in my bedroom. Now that I'm here it sucks that all that torturing and he isn't in bed with me. I go to the bathroom to clean the blood on my hands and hopefully get something to eat I am very hungry. I look myself in the mirror to wipe the blood off my cheek when I notice George's image on the mirror. 

I turn mostly because I hope he fucks least because he scared the shit out of me.

'Tell me that is red paint'

'It's....umm...my period.....yeah'

'Oh..sorry'

He comes closer until my body is pressed hard against the counter. His breath imprints its effects on my neck as he runs his finger between my breasts. He puts his hands inside my shirt and takes it off. He pulls my belt together with my jeans off and hoists me up the counter. I take in a deep moment for a little composure. He inserts his index finger on my left bra strap.

'You really want me to fuck you?'

I grab his neck and mount myself on top of him.

'Don't you want to have sex with me?'

He kisses my ear and whispers to it.

'I don't want to just have sex with you. I want to destroy you. I want your body to be sore for days. I want your nerves to be craving every piece of me after what I am going to do to you. Right after you beg me'

Of course he was going to say that.

'Please'

He unclasps my bra. 'You have to try a little bit harder '

'George'

'Say it'

'Go ahead and fuck me already'

He removes my left clasp.

'Harder'

'Is your dick even..'

Within miniseconds I am down on the ground and he is on top of me. He takes my hand and presses it around his....his...oh my..wow.

'Try harder'

'Rip the panties off my legs and devour me'

He smirks and does exactly that. HE DOES EXACTLY THAT! He takes off his sweats and kisses me with passion . His tongue touches mine while his left hand makes a move on my clit. He is destroying me entirely. I am moaning inside his mouth as he kisses me without any trepidation. He finally pushes into me letting me feel him hard against me. He pushes into me six times while my legs are hooked on his neck by his hand. he rides me faster...faster, and faster, and faster....

'George...'

'Not yet baby doll, not yet'

He turns me and pushes inside of me from behind while pulling my hair like a fucking rope. He spanks my ass cheek while his right hand fingers dip inside my mouth. I can't take it this is too hard. I have already cummed but he is still going for the price. He grunts louder squeezing the hell out of my breasts .

'George.....I can't...I have....shit....i've cummed'

'No..no...'

He pulls me by the hand and pushes me to the bed.

'You wanted me to rip your panties off, I did. I wanted to fuck you hard so let me'

He pulls my neck and his dick ends up in my mouth. 

'Suck it. Make me cum again'

I do that in the bed, in the counter  n the floor. he fucks me on the stairs,in the bathtub .....yes...this is it. I love you George Rurl.

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