Page 72 of Empire of Carnage
She nodded, mumbling some incoherent bullshit with my cock still in her mouth.
“Fuck,” I moaned, closing my eyes again before remembering it was up to me to keep us alive.
I pushed my fingers inside her, a welcome whimper from within her chest greeted me just as I made my way into her tight, drenched cunt. She groaned, the vibrations making my toes curl until I couldn’t fight the inevitable any longer.
“I’m gonna come,” I warned her, but she didn’t let up, using my words as fuel and moving faster, sucking even harder than before like she was going to pull my soul out through my cock.
I’d never fought harder in my life to keep my eyes open, the dark of the night and the weak headlights of the car we’d stolen were proving to be enough of a challenge. Receiving the hottest blowjob known to man definitely turned the game up to hard mode.
I pulled my fingers out from inside her, drawing a disappointed grunt from her before forcing a squeal once I gripped the back of her neck and shoved her as far down my cock as possible. I moved her up and down my length, feeling my core tighten and my balls drawing tighter the closer I got to my release. I took the right turn into the address she’d plugged into the navigation system, peeling hard through the gravel driveway before pulling the emergency break just as I emptied myself down her throat.
She lifted her head up slowly, wiping her lips with the back of her hands before giving me a devilishly sinful look. She then looked past me to my window, and she settled into a proud smirk that spread to her eyes with a dangerous glow.
I turned my head to see Ronan standing next to my window and surely there Kane was on the other side of hers. He opened her door, completely devouring her with his eyes before he opened his mouth to speak.
“Damn sunshine, there’s a puddle on the seat,” he commented, pulling her by the waist and tossing her over his shoulder.
“I see you’ve made up,” Ronan said with a smirk, extending his hand to me to help me out of the car.
“She said sorry.” I grinned back.
“Why do I not believe that?” He laughed.
“She said it in her own way.” I followed Mateo into what would now be our new home.
She said it was smaller, and in comparison to the villa itwas,but for some reason I had been expecting a house.
It wasn’t.
It was just a smaller mansion.
She was yelling something at Mateo and pounding her fists on his back.
“What’s the problem?” Zerkos asked, catching up to them.
“She’s mad because I told her I’d lock her up if she wouldn’t take the night off.” Kane smirked.
“I need to talk to Ignacio,” she shouted.
“He’ll be there in the morning, sunshine,” he said calmly, taking her further into the house as if their head start had already given him all the time he needed to get accustomed to what would be our new home.
“He’s not wrong, beautiful. Give Emory some time to patch him up, get his adrenaline back down so that you can cause him more damage tomorrow,” Ronan told her.
Mateo dropped her to her feet in the kitchen, her disappointment was more than evident.
“I’ve waited so long for this,” she told them both, clenching her fists tightly.
“So what’s a few more hours?” Zerkos asked her. “Get some rest, go in there with a clear head so you don’t make any rash decisions just because you're thirsty for revenge.”
“It’s not in me to be patient.” She crossed her arms over her chest, jaw clenched tight.
“Maybe we can distract you then.”
“Unlikely, I’m wound up and there’s nothing I want more than to make him pay,” she snipped at us, teeth bared like she wasn’t taking no for an answer.
“Nothing?” Ronan looked at her questioningly, stepping towards her way too slowly.
She shook her head to confirm. His hand reached up to cup the side of her face, his thumb brushing down her lip before he pulled her to him and locked his lips around hers.
