Page 86 of Marked for Execution
“Because no one is competent enough. You know this. The last time I tried to stay behind, they barely came back with anything.”
She sighed, and I promised her I would stay home this run.
Sili’shand grabbed the head of my cock, stroking and twisting it. When she dug the tip of her finger inside my slit, my hips thrusted uncontrollably towards her, wanting more.
“You’ve been on a lot of runs, man. You sure the baby is yours?”
“The fuck you just say to me, asshole?” My fist landed on Wyatt’s face, and blood spurted out of his nose.
Sili’snimble hands undid my pants, giving my cock room to breathe as she pulled me out and quickened her stroking, running all the way down my shaft and to my balls. My body tensed, the pleasure mounting up, knowing that the guys were just a few feet away.
My wife’s stomach and legs were mutilated beyond recognition, her eyes glazed over in an expression of fear, turned to the side. The smell of blood was strong, cloaking the air.
The phantom smell of blood made my dick throb intoSili’shands as I coated it with cum, groaning against her neck. This was so fucked up. I shouldn’t get turned on by my dead wife’s blood, but here I was.
I watched asSilibrought up her hand and licked it in front of me, plunging her cum-coated fingers inside of her mouth like it was a delicacy. Groaning, my hands reached into her pants to find it soaked and ready for my fingers to penetrate.
Twenty-seven years.
I was an old bastard.
I shouldn’t be doing this with her.
Twenty-seven years, my mind chanted as my fingers brought her wetness up to swirl against her swollen clit and pussy lips. The facts lined up and I couldn't stop myself from inserting another finger inside of her, then a third, listening to her gasp as she continued to lick up my cum from her hand, her eyes glazed over with lust and desire.
Fucking hell, twenty-seven years.My fingers pinched her clit hard, and I pulled her face against the makeshift mattress to stifle her cries of ecstasy as she fluttered, spasmed and came all over my fingers. It was so wet inside her pants, I slipped one of my fingers inside her tight ass and bit down on her skin, sucking in her warm blood and making us one.
Licking her healing skin, I nipped at it teasingly. The world could burn down tomorrow, and I still wouldn’t regret a damn fucking thing between us. She was mine and she always would be, now and forever.
“We’re going to have to get a bigger fucking vehicle. First Samuel, now Eliseo. I can’t take this fucking shit.”
The men laughed at Gunner, who scowled, staring right at us without shame. His own hand was down between his legs, his dick sticking out of his undone pants. The head of his cock was angry and purple. I smirked as I continued to play withSili’spussy for my own enjoyment.
She mewled against me, trying to hide her noises, but it was much too late for that.
“That’s a good girl. You don’t have to hide. I love the noises you make,” I whispered against her skin, staring as Gunner spilled all over himself with a growl of frustration.
The vehicle jolted back as Reed slammed on the gas, speeding up.
Samuel stared daggers at me, tilting his head toward the young teenage girl inside the RV.Shit, I forgot about her.
Pulling my hand out of her pants, I got up, fixed my fly, and grabbed a random piece of fabric to wipe off. Walking past Gunner, I tell him, “That’smypussy.”
“Fuck. We all know, you selfish old bastard.”
Silithrew her head back and laughed, rolling in the back as I continued forth until I reached the passenger seat beside Reed.
His face was still scowling as he stared at the road. I looked at him, but he didn't give notice.
“I fucking heard you. She’s yours,” he grumbled.
I snickered, putting my hands behind my head and stared out the front windshield, kicking my feet up on the dashboard with only a small amount of difficulty.
“You’re such an ass.”
“I know, so I’ve heard. She likes my ass, though, that’s all that matters.”
“She puts up with you, you mean. I don’t know why,” he grumbled under his breath.