Total pages in book: 77
Estimated words: 72895 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72895 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 364(@200wpm)___ 292(@250wpm)___ 243(@300wpm)
If Mueller tried anything, his cock was sandwiched between my teeth and my jaw, strong from a lifetime of grinning and fucking bearing it.
“Yeah, take that cock, whore. Take it all.”
I kept my gaze focused on his hate-filled face while I sucked Mueller off, never taking my eyes off him while he took his pleasure. His words were filled with vitriol, but they didn’t appear on his face.
His hips started to thrust, sending his cock deep down my throat. I refused to give him the satisfaction of choking on it. I learned a lot about men over the years, and a good gag reflex had come in handy more than once.
“Fuck!” he growled and grabbed my hair, staring down at me and shoving his cock deep down my throat like I was the worst fucking person in the world.
“I like you so much better like this, Sadie. Quiet. With your mouth full of my cock.” He thrust hard and deep, and I kept my throat open and blinked away the water gathering at the corners of my eyes.
My brows rose in a challenge, and Mueller’s glare hardened. Intensified.
“You wanna play games, bitch? Okay.” Without removing his cock from my mouth, Mueller walked forward, forcing me to move until I was no longer on my knees but my ass, my back up against the foot of the bed.
“I’m in charge now. Me.” He bent over, using one hand to trap me by my hair while the other gripped my forehead, either for leverage or humiliation, while he pounded into my throat. He held me in place while he fucked my throat, hard and deep, faster and faster, as he got ready to unleash his load.
“Fuck, this mouth sounds so much better when it’s gagging on my cock.”
The way he held me down, the anger in his voice, the hate took me back to that moment under the bleachers, and while his cock scraped against my throat, I thought of nothing but his death. Taking his life and doing it slowly.
He pushed my head back so it rested on the edge of the bed so he could use my mouth like a pussy, pounding hard and deep without regard to my inability to breathe, without regard for the spit I choked on with every stroke.
“Oh fuck! You got the mouth of a whore,” he growled as those vinegar strokes took over. I swallowed, knowing he was close.
Knowing it was almost over.
He let out a loud, bitter laugh as he tore his cock from my throat. “I don’t think so, bitch.”
Damn, I was so close to ending him now.
Mueller glared down at me hard while he stroked his thick cock, and I knew what came next.
“Keep your eyes on me, or the deal is off. Got it?”
I nodded, watching as he stroked his cock faster and harder until a long stream of come erupted from him and landed on my face. All I could do was watch in silence because I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of flinching or frowning.
I just took the load, noting the twisted look of satisfaction on Mueller’s face as I imagined peeling every inch of his skin off while he begged for mercy, and I gave him none.
He rubbed his rotten come into my face, smearing it all over with a dark smile I would never forget.
No, I wouldn’t just skin this motherfucker alive. Maybe I’d have Evan or Hulu fuck his face and come all over it.
“Still smiling? I can change that.” Mueller grabbed me by the throat and lifted me off my feet with an angry smile before he tossed me on the bed. He shoved two fingers between my legs and growled.
“Only a whore would be wet after the throat pounding you just took. A good whore is hard to find, Sadie. You sure you don’t want to join my stable?”
I didn’t bother to answer. Instead, I focused on not reacting when he shoved his cock in me repeatedly, holding my legs so wide open my hips ached.
I watched that piece of shit fuck me as hard as he could. His only goal was to humiliate and hurt me. He wasn’t even enjoying the fuck.
Prick.
His cock thickened and hardened, signaling his orgasm was close. He laid his body flush with mine and wrapped his arms around my head, so I was smothered against his chest while he pushed into me in slow, rough strokes that would have me hurting in the morning. While he finished up, I thought of two things.
Getting rid of Bonnie.
Seeing the fear in his eyes, knowing my face would be the last fucking thing he ever saw.
CHAPTER FOUR
Sadie
Even now, months later, I couldn’t get that night out of my mind. I’d gotten my revenge. I was still here, and that motherfucker wasn’t. Still, the darkness that fell over me at returning to that part of my life wouldn’t be satisfied until it had another piece of my soul.