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And I’m angry. I’m angry at Nessa for getting herself killed. And I’m angry at Dorothy for killing her.
“I don’t want to stalk you, pretty girl.” He tucks a strand of hair behind my ear. “I want to fuck you.”
zade is that u
His hand reaches around and threads through the strands of my hair, tightening as he pulls, forcing my eyes to meet his as my neck stretches back.
“Oh god,” I murmur, my head cracking against the wall. “I love your cock.”
me too bestie
“Show me,” he says, sucking my earlobe between his teeth and biting down. “Show me how much you love my cock.”
say less daddy!!!
“That’s it, pretty girl. Give it to me.”
oh my god i am going feral
See, what Dorothy doesn’t realize—what nobody else knows—is while our father may be the face of the family business, he’s not the brains. He needs me for that. So she may have his attention and get showered in his love, but she doesn’t truly have his favor. I do. And it starts right here, in my greenhouse full of poppies.
GIRLBOSS
“There’s no one like family, Evie, and there’s no place like home. We have to stick together.”
“For some reason, I pictured you blonder, Evie.” “It’s Evelina.” His face softens. “Now that’s a beautiful name.”
lord have mercy
“Tell me to sit and eat like a good boy, and I swear to fucking god I’ll do it.”
OH MY GOD
Her lips part, and I have the most delicious visual of my dick slipping between them, her big brown eyes staring up at me, and that tongue ring
she didn’t have the night we met running along the shaft.
“Just working off experience, sweetheart.” “Quit calling me that. I am not your sweetheart.” She tightens her grip on the wheel. “Ever heard of manifestation?” I retort. “You gotta speak things into existence. Maybe if I say it enough, you’ll stop being such a bitch.”
“I will fucking kill you.” He laughs. “Oh, sweetheart. I’d love to see you try.”
How can someone so fucking beautiful be so goddamn bad?
“Those stupid fucking dimples on your cheeks.”
“Give it to me, baby. What else?” “I hate the way you stare at me,” she continues.
baby i’ll give you everything
I chuckle, imagining how satisfying it would be to reach out and strangle her, just to shut her the fuck up.
One second I’m thinking about how much I want to choke the brat out of her, and the next I am, my hand shooting across the table and wrapping around her neck.
snap forward, my free arm swiping across the table, the sound of cash and the money counter crashing to the floor muted from the pounding in my ears. I wrap my hand around her waist, dragging her roughly onto the tabletop and slamming my mouth to hers.
My chest heats at how she’s always fucking disrespecting me, and I grip her throat tighter, slamming her down on the table until she’s flat against it.
Her lips part, and I take the opportunity, collecting saliva on my tongue and letting it drip down into her open mouth.
OH GOD
But she only grins and swallows.
“I want you to get down on your knees and lick my pussy like a good pup.”
EVELINA MY MOMMY
An image of her naked with nothing but her gun strapped to her flashes through my mind, and I groan at the vision.
“Give it to me, pretty girl. Show me how fucking filthy you are coming around the fingers of the man you claim to hate.”
okay daddy🤭🤭
“Fuck me,” she whispers.
whatever u want mommy
“Tell me I’m the biggest cock you’ve ever had.” “Oh my god, did that really—”
“Come for me again, pretty girl. I want to feel you drench my cock.”
“I could bend you over the hood of your car and slide my cock deep inside you, right where everyone could see.”
what are u waiting for
“You’d be so ready for me, wouldn’t you, pretty girl? Your sweet pussy would suck me in and milk me dry, regardless of who might walk
“Would you still hate me then?” he continues. “When I’m filling up your needy little cunt with my cum and you’re seeing stars from the pleasure?”
“Oh? Looking for love, pretty girl?”
“Jesus, pretty girl. You could ruin lives with a smile like that.”
“Sweetheart, you can call me anything you want if it means I get to sink into that sweet pussy again.”
But when it comes to Evelina Westerly, I’m a fucking fool.
“You don’t have to trust me, Evelina. But words are your safe space, the same way that they’re mine.” My fingers thread through his hair. “Let me be your calm in the chaos, pretty girl.”
“That’s right, pretty girl,” he groans. “Suck yourself off my tongue and see how good you really taste.”
I want to consume him and revel in his surrender.
“You’re being such a good boy.” I smile. “Should I suck your cock as a reward?”
“Do you want to come, baby?” I whisper against his lips, grinding down on top of him. “Fuck, yes,” he grits out.
“I want you to use me up until you’ve had your fill, then let me come inside you.”
Reaching around the back of the chair, I fumble with his belt until his wrists are free. Immediately, they wrap around me, pulling me tighter to him. I rest my face against his chest as he presses a kiss against the top of my head, and I feel…content.
“You like this, don’t you, pretty girl,” he rasps, pressing the weapon against the side of my neck. “Does it excite you?”
“I’ll tell you a secret. The thought of doing things to you right here in this dirty alley has me so fucking hard.”
“You have me so. Fucking. Hard.”
“I want to fuck you here,” he says, pulling the gun back so my shirt peels away from my skin. “I spent days memorizing the curves of your body just to go home and take out my cock, stroking it to the vision of you in my head.”
“Give me your words, pretty girl.” The gun presses against my ribs and his left hand ghosts across my pussy, his fingers stroking my clit through the soaked fabric of my underwear. “I want your little love spells.”
“I’d kill them if they touched you. This is mine,” he growls. “There’s a woman too. Do you think she’ll go home tonight and lie down in her bed, fucking herself to the thought of what I’m doing to you?”
“Keep going, pretty girl. You’re doing so well.”
