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“Where is it?”
“It’s over there. I’m ‘bout to cut that bitch up so you can have some bacon in the morning.”
“You don’t have to do that. Come back to bed.”
“Can’t,” he says. “Too much adrenaline. But get some rest, baby girl. I’m fine.”
He gets down to his business, while I get down to mine: watching him butcher that ugly animal. The way he pulls his bottom lip between his teeth when he concentrates. The way his muscles flex when he cuts through a tough part. The way he doesn’t flinch when its blood splatters on him.
I love this.
I love when a man is useful.
I don’t suppose they get many opportunities to be useful in modern times, but this right here is a return to form. And I’m enjoying it very much.
Chapter 43
Vincent
Not that I’m complaining,but this is the third time we’ve fucked since I killed that ugly ass pig yesterday.
Ari can’t seem to get enough of me. Last night, it was backshots at the edge of the shelter. This morning, after breakfast, it was oral and reverse cowgirl on the blanket next to the fire. And now, it’s after lunch and she’s riding me, her naked skin glowing in the sunlight.
Her braids fall over her face as she moves on top of me. She’s so damn cute with this big ass belly. I stare at it for a while before I bring my eyes to her titties, which are full and heavy. She looks so fuckin’ juicy.
And then there’s her pussy.
I already know how good pregnant sex can be from when Shemari was carrying JR, but with Ari, it’s even better. Maybe cuz it’s just us two alone in the world, no distractions, no other shit that ain’t got shit to do with anything.
“Fuck,” I groan as I stare into her eyes. “You feel so good.”
It’s wetter. Tighter. More responsive. This morning, I was only in it for like three minutes before she came.
I reach up and grab her breasts, but I’m gentle with it. Same with her nipples. I roll them between my fingertips until her eyes roll back, and I know it’s just a matter of time.
There it is.
She screams, and it’s the prettiest sound, thesexiestsound I’ve ever heard. Watching her fall apart on my dick gives me so much fuckin’ pleasure.
It’s fuckin’ weird, but I could lowkey live like this. Maybe not forever, but for the time being. It ain’t so bad being the only two people in the world. Not bad at all.
She’s riding me again, doing her part to get me off. It ain’t gon’ take much after what I just saw. I grab her hips and guide her, moving her slow and steady. Just when I let my eyes close, she goes still.
“Nah, don’t stop,” I urge. “I’m close.”
“Did you hear that?”
“Nah. Don’t stop, baby. Ride this shit.”
“Wait. Listen.”
Irritated, I open my eyes, and sure enough, there’s an unfamiliar sound. It’s getting louder, too, rolling over the ocean like thunder.
I lift my head at the same time she turns hers and there it is.
A plane.
“Fuck!” I breathe.
