AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He groaned like he was angry, his hand locked around my arm as he watched me press into him. I moved slowly, pushing inside only until I encountered resistance. Then I paused, letting his muscles relax, allowing him time to open up to me.
After several minutes of stretching him, inch by inch, I was able to enter him fully. His eyes widened, his mouth opened as if to make a sound but he snapped his jaw shut, grit his teeth. I moved slowly and he was more than ready for me, but he still looked at me like I was killing him.
“This is exactly what you deserve,” I said. “You deserve to be treated kindly. You deserve to be loved and pleasured and cared for.”
“Stop,” he whispered, and I paused. He swallowed hard, blinking rapidly. “Yellow...I just...need a second...”
He closed his eyes, breathing deep and slow. I waited, sheathed fully inside him. My balls were drawn up so tight, and I wanted nothing more than to fuck him hard and fast. But ensuring he was okay was far more important than momentary pleasure.
When he opened his eyes again, the hardness in them was gone. Fuck, he looked so vulnerable like that. Legs up, crushed beneath me, eyes wide. He’d been a fighter all his life, he so rarely had the opportunity to be soft.
“You’re safe here,” I said, and he nodded his head. I began to move, rocking against him, and he let out a breathless noise. He was trapped between the door and my cock, nowhere to squirm away to, nowhere to hide. “You’re so fucking sexy, Lucas. Goddamn, I’m a lucky man.”
He shook his head as if that would convince me to stop talking. This was torturing him, but I had no intentions of stopping. I didn’t need to cause physical pain to satisfy my sadism; watching him struggle so hard against my tenderness was more than enough.
“I want to see you come all over yourself,” I said, wrapping my hand around him and stroking as I fucked him. He shuddered as I massaged my fingers over his glans, legs twitching, breath catching. “I want to feel this beautiful cock throb in my hand. I want to taste you...” I leaned down, curled over him, our panting breaths hot as they mingled. “This is what you needed, isn’t it, pup? Just someone to take care of you, fuck all the bad thoughts away. Remind you how fucking sexy and strong and incredible you are —”
He made a keening sound and strangled it. His dick pulsed and I squeezed, then his legs were shaking, cum spurting over his stomach. I fucked him through it, but the sight of him was too perfect, it wasexquisite. I groaned, my movements becoming erratic as the pleasure built, radiating through me. I came only a few seconds after he did, my sweaty forehead pressed to his.
We didn’t move for nearly a minute. Our bodies were clenched so tight and close into the back of that car; my muscles would ache when I eventually unfolded them. But I was perfectly content for now, squashed into the corner of Jess’ backseat with Luas impaled on me, eyes closed as he composed himself.
“We...we made a mess of her car,” he said faintly.
“Too bad she isn’t here to clean it up with her tongue,” I said, and he swore with a soft laugh.
We moved slowly, disentangling from each other, stretching out our limbs as we crawled out of the car. I grabbed a clean rag and wiped us both down, cleaning up the mess from his stomach. My tongue helped a bit too, which made him shiver and complain that I was tickling him.
“Keep complaining and I really will tickle you,” I said, and that shut him up pretty quick.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Jason open the front door to let the dogs out, stretching his arms as he shuffled out onto the porch. They trotted back into the trees, as they usually did to take care of their business. Soon, however, I could hear one of them messing around near the fence, snuffling and scratching.
“Sounds like Jojo is digging again,” Lucas said. Buckling my pants, I trudged around to the side of the garage to stop her. She had a bad habit of digging at the fence, and I didn’t want her slipping out of the yard.
But when I rounded the garage, she wasn’t digging. She had something in her mouth — something wet and slimy — and she was trying to choke it down as quickly as she could.
“Hey, woah, spit that out...shit!” I locked my arm around her neck, squeezing her big jaws in an attempt to get her to give it up. She gave me a very guilty look but didn’t let go. “Lucas! Damn it, I need some help!”
Lucas sprinted over to me, and as I held Jojo still, he managed to pry her jaws open. She spit out her prize, licking her chops with disappointment. The thing she’d spit out was red and smelled strange, dripping with some kind of greenish liquid.
“Is that a dead animal?” Lucas said. Bo was barking excitedly, unsure of what was going on butverysure he wanted to be part of it.
“Hey what’s going on? Is that —” Jason stopped abruptly as he came around the garage, trying to figure out what we were staring at. “Is that a steak?”
Not just a steak. The thin cut of raw meat sat in a pool of neon green liquid, close to the base of the fence. The smell of it was acrid, like something chemical...
Like rat poison.
“Get the dogs inside,” I said. I thought I’d gotten to Jojo in time, but I had no idea if she’d managed to swallow anything before I reached her. “Jason, call the emergency vet. Tell them Jojo might have eaten rat poison.”
We spent the next half hour searching the property. We found more meat inside the fence, similarly poisoned. Jojo seemed okay, luckily, and hadn’t actually swallowed any of it. But given a few more seconds, she wouldn’t have been so fortunate.
“I checked the cameras,” Jason said, as Lucas and I came back inside. As he put Cherry’s box on the coffee table, I leaned down to take a look at Jason’s screen. He played back the video, pointing out the skinny figure barely visible outside our fence.
The time had been after 3 in the morning.
“Reagan,” I said grimly.
“Have you checked the older footage too?” I said, and Jason shook his head. His arms were tightly folded, his foot tapping rapidly on the rug. “I want to know how often he’s been coming here. Document all of it.” I really hated what I was about to say, but I didn’t think we had a choice anymore. “We need to report this to the cops. Even if they don’t do shit. We need a paper trail to cover our asses.”
