Total pages in book: 20
Estimated words: 18070 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 18070 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 90(@200wpm)___ 72(@250wpm)___ 60(@300wpm)
Although I didn’t believe for a second that she’d knowingly allowed him to fuck with my kid, I
couldn’t let her completely off the hook. She should’ve done fucking better.
I was having a hard enough time dealing with the fact that I wasn’t there to protect him in his formative years, but knowing that she’d allowed that sick fuck around my boy for any reason was pissing me off.
“I’m not going to punish you for shacking up. I told you to move on, but for standing by and letting that shit happen? No fucking way.”
“I didn’t know he didn’t tell me what he was doing to him….” She wrung her hands and looked at me pleadingly before looking around for an escape.
“Not good enough. I wasn’t there, it was your job to protect my kid.” She opened her mouth to argue but I flicked the belt and approached, way past the point of wanting to hear shit.
She tried running again and I grabbed the tail of her shirt pulling her back. I raised the belt and she cowered in fear, and I felt sick. What the fuck was I doing?
It was as if all my anger was centered on her for some fucked up reason. The rational part of my
brain kicked in and instead of wailing her little ass with the belt I pulled her into my chest. My heart was thundering out of control as I tried breathing through my anger.
Yes some of my anger was because she’d moved on while I was rotting away in a cell for something I hadn’t fucking done, but it was mostly directed at the injustice of what had been done to me, something she had no part in.
“Fuck Shelly I’m sorry.” I grabbed her tight and felt her shake against me. “I’m not going to hurt you, calm down.”
She gripped me harder when I tried to pull away to look at her face. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know what he was doing, I swear.”
She told me that she’d questioned Junior after I left and he’d finally told her what had been done and said to him.
That’s why she’d sent him away, she knew I’d be pissed and wasn’t sure what I would’ve done once I got back. I lifted her and moved to the couch, sitting her on my lap.
Just like the day before after I’d gone to his place
to return the car, the only thing that would do was for me to get inside her.
I’d calmed down enough not to beat her ass with my belt, but I wasn’t quite gentle when I ripped her shirt off, or when I flung her to her back on the couch.
Her bra was next, I tore it in half and dropped it on the floor before shoving my hand down the front of her shorts as I bit into her tit flesh.
I finger fucked her hard before pulling my fingers out of her and sucking them dry. Then I went back for more. This time I fed them to her to clean before dragging the shorts off down her legs.
I grabbed the crotch of her panties and ripped them in half, throwing the scraps over my shoulder. “Open.” I pushed her legs open wide for her to hold and looked down at her cunt.
Reaching down beside the couch I grabbed the belt I’d dropped there and spanked her pussy, right down the middle, making sure to catch her clit.
She yelped and tried closing up shop but my gruff order soon had her thinking better of doing that shit. “Keep them open.” I smacked the underside of her ass next, then her inner thighs and went back to her cunt for more.
She was full out bawling by now and her pussy, ass and thighs were beet red. Only then did I drop the belt, and holding her pussy lips open with my fingertips, I gave her my tongue.
I lapped up her juices and slid a finger deep inside her ass while I brought her off with my tongue. I ass fucked her with two fingers until she was fucking her cunt wildly on my face, pain forgotten.
When pussy nectar was dribbling down the sides of my mouth and her taste coated my tongue I knew she was ready for what came next.
Chapter 9
“Stay right there.” I headed into my bedroom for the condoms I’d bought on the way home yesterday before I knew I was going to breed her.
I grabbed one and some butter from the fridge since there was no lube in sight and went back to her. She still had her legs open and was watching me almost frightened at what I was gonna do next.
It’s because I wasn’t talking, I was just acting now. I didn’t have fuck to say. I may draw the line at hitting her, but there were more than enough ways to deal with her ass, and this was one of them.