fall, and it takes me a second to turn my head in Louisa’s direction. She’s getting on the bed, the flogger left on the floor. I watch her put the gun down right next to her hip and then she starts to undo her pants.
This is my fucking chance. I plaster the sexiest smile I can muster on my face, and say, “It would be so hot right now if you fingered yourself, Louisa. Let me see you come, while I fuck Amy.”
My words make Amy jerk and I dig my fingers into her hips, hoping she gets the message.
As for Louisa, the words seem to hit their mark, cause she strips faster. The second she starts to pull her shirt over her head, I pull free from Amy and go for the gun.
I grab hold of the gun, but Louisa ducks for me, trying to grab it from me.
Amy grabs hold of Louisa’s hair and yanks her back. I back away from Louisa and aim the gun at her. “There are handcuffs on the table, Amy. Cuff the bitch!”
Louisa starts to fight and Amy throws a hard punch, making Louisa’s whole head jerk to the side. Louisa falls to the side and I watch Amy start to throw one punch after the other. It’s so hot watching her in that outfit, beating the shit out of the crazy bitch.
When the dust is settled and we’re home, I’m going to spend days fucking Amy.
~*~
Chapter Forty
Amy~
The second Noah got control of the gun, something in me snapped. It was a thread so thin, holding my sanity together.
It’s all been too much. I can’t take it anymore!
I keep slamming my fist into any part of her body, wanting to make her pay for what she’s done to me, to Noah, and for what Brad did to me.
I’m going to beat the life out of her.
It feels like I’m slipping out of my body and watching myself kill her.
And then Noah grabs hold of my around my waist, and he’s pulling me away from her.
“Let me go!” I scream. I want to finish her off!
“Princess,” Noah says through the red haze of anger that’s pulsing around me. “she’s out cold. She can’t hurt you anymore. Let’s get dressed so I can call the police.”
He lets go of me, only to take hold of the dress, and then he’s pulling it over my head. I watch him crouch down to pick up my clothes, and then he holds my skirt open so I can step into it.
I place a trembling hand that’s covered in the bitch’s blood on his shoulder and step into the skirt. Noah pulls it up my legs and then zips it up. He leaves me standing in only the skirt as he goes to put the handcuffs on the bitch.
Once he’s tied her feet together, too, he comes back to me. He helps me put on my boots and then I watch him strip out of the leathers and he quickly dresses himself.
I feel like I’m stuck in some sadistic twilight zone, that I can’t snap out of. The air is getting thinner and thinner and I start to breathe faster.
Noah yanks his shirt over his head and then he cups my face, lifting it until my eyes are on his. “Don’t lose it now, Princess. Just hold out for a few more minutes. I’ll get you home and then you can lose it. Let’s just get home first.”
I try to nod, but everything feels numb. Noah grabs my jacket and pulls me out of the room to a bathroom. He opens the faucets and grabs a bar of soap, and then he washes the blood from my hands. He dries my hands carefully, and then he helps me to get the jacket on.
When he buttons the jacket and adjusts the collar around my neck, something gives way in my chest. My legs go numb and before I can drop to the floor, Noah grabs me.
~*~
Chapter Forty-One
Noah~
It took forever to give my statement. Amy’s just staring off into space, not making any sounds. I’m worried about her!
What if it was all too much and she snapped?
After what feels like weeks, Dad and Uncle Garrett get to the cabin, just as the police tell us they’ll be in touch.
They arrested Louisa and drove off with her a few minutes ago. That whole family is a bunch of wackos!
Amy’s sitting in my car, looking drained of life as Dad
This is my fucking chance. I plaster the sexiest smile I can muster on my face, and say, “It would be so hot right now if you fingered yourself, Louisa. Let me see you come, while I fuck Amy.”
My words make Amy jerk and I dig my fingers into her hips, hoping she gets the message.
As for Louisa, the words seem to hit their mark, cause she strips faster. The second she starts to pull her shirt over her head, I pull free from Amy and go for the gun.
I grab hold of the gun, but Louisa ducks for me, trying to grab it from me.
Amy grabs hold of Louisa’s hair and yanks her back. I back away from Louisa and aim the gun at her. “There are handcuffs on the table, Amy. Cuff the bitch!”
Louisa starts to fight and Amy throws a hard punch, making Louisa’s whole head jerk to the side. Louisa falls to the side and I watch Amy start to throw one punch after the other. It’s so hot watching her in that outfit, beating the shit out of the crazy bitch.
When the dust is settled and we’re home, I’m going to spend days fucking Amy.
~*~
Chapter Forty
Amy~
The second Noah got control of the gun, something in me snapped. It was a thread so thin, holding my sanity together.
It’s all been too much. I can’t take it anymore!
I keep slamming my fist into any part of her body, wanting to make her pay for what she’s done to me, to Noah, and for what Brad did to me.
I’m going to beat the life out of her.
It feels like I’m slipping out of my body and watching myself kill her.
And then Noah grabs hold of my around my waist, and he’s pulling me away from her.
“Let me go!” I scream. I want to finish her off!
“Princess,” Noah says through the red haze of anger that’s pulsing around me. “she’s out cold. She can’t hurt you anymore. Let’s get dressed so I can call the police.”
He lets go of me, only to take hold of the dress, and then he’s pulling it over my head. I watch him crouch down to pick up my clothes, and then he holds my skirt open so I can step into it.
I place a trembling hand that’s covered in the bitch’s blood on his shoulder and step into the skirt. Noah pulls it up my legs and then zips it up. He leaves me standing in only the skirt as he goes to put the handcuffs on the bitch.
Once he’s tied her feet together, too, he comes back to me. He helps me put on my boots and then I watch him strip out of the leathers and he quickly dresses himself.
I feel like I’m stuck in some sadistic twilight zone, that I can’t snap out of. The air is getting thinner and thinner and I start to breathe faster.
Noah yanks his shirt over his head and then he cups my face, lifting it until my eyes are on his. “Don’t lose it now, Princess. Just hold out for a few more minutes. I’ll get you home and then you can lose it. Let’s just get home first.”
I try to nod, but everything feels numb. Noah grabs my jacket and pulls me out of the room to a bathroom. He opens the faucets and grabs a bar of soap, and then he washes the blood from my hands. He dries my hands carefully, and then he helps me to get the jacket on.
When he buttons the jacket and adjusts the collar around my neck, something gives way in my chest. My legs go numb and before I can drop to the floor, Noah grabs me.
~*~
Chapter Forty-One
Noah~
It took forever to give my statement. Amy’s just staring off into space, not making any sounds. I’m worried about her!
What if it was all too much and she snapped?
After what feels like weeks, Dad and Uncle Garrett get to the cabin, just as the police tell us they’ll be in touch.
They arrested Louisa and drove off with her a few minutes ago. That whole family is a bunch of wackos!
Amy’s sitting in my car, looking drained of life as Dad
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