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“Ahh,” she cries, her muscles clenching. Maneuvering so that I can reach her clit, I flick in slow intense laves as I finger fuck her ass. In seconds her come spills on my tongue bathing my face in the luxurious essence.

Pulling up, I turn her forcing her to her knees. “I’m done being nice,” I ground out driving my dick hard into her.

My name breaks apart on her lips with every thrust. My heart leaps as she takes me rawly, opening to me so beautifully. She gives me the submission I require. Looking over her shoulder our gazes lock. She lets me have her the way she likes best.

Gripping her hips so hard they may bruise, I fuck her among the posies, crushing so many of them. She’s lovely like a little fairy made dirty by a demon. She’s every dream, ephemeral and forever being pleasured by me.

“Pounding into this pussy is my favorite pastime. How dare you think to deny me of such pleasure, little wife.” Steadying her with my hand, I slap her ass in tandem with each thrust I serve. She arches into me taking everything I give.

“Fuck yeah. Why do you let me fuck you like this, Tay-chan?” I demand, doing my best to find my home in her.

“Because it’s yours,” she pants between my hard drives. She’s taking me like a motherfucking champ. My heart kicks up. I can’ttake my eyes off her when I find her spot. She clenches her eyes blooming in pleasure.

“Take all of it.” Thrusting, I make sure I hit the soft raised tissue inside. A shudder shakes my body just as she convulses around me taking every drop of my seed.

I knowshe’s gone before I’m even fully awake. I don’t know when she drugged me. Maybe at dinner but then Hiru would have been complicit. Groggily I rise scanning my surroundings seeing nothing out of place, but my spirit knows. She’s fucking gone.

Taking the late-night tea she requested I take my cup she gave me and sniff it. Gardenia. I was so far gone, lost in her I didn’t notice she laced my tea. I’d never fathom she would do that. Fucking clever little —

“Uh, uh. We don’t use that word anymore,”this motherfucking monster snickers.

“Wife,” I say. “I was going to say wife.”

“Sure, Jan.” Hechuckles evilly.

“She’s going to regret it.” Throwing off the covers heading to the shower so I can wake up more, I let fury lead me as I wash my body letting the stinging hot spray further ignite the fury coalescing in my veins.

Hurrying through my ablutions, I step into her closet going to the shelf where I have put some of my clothing since I’ve started sleeping the night with her.

Wasting twenty minutes I look for my keys realizing she’s taken them.

“This little motherfucker took my keys.” Shaking my head I look to see which one of my whips she took.

“She made it easy for me, there’s a tracker on every car.” Laughing to myself, I suddenly feel good about the hunt.

“Leave her be,” Hesays with cold finality.

I shake my head before I even begin to respond. “Hell, no. She’s mine.”

“If she really yours, she will come back.”

Chapter

Twenty-Six

Hisashi

“I need you, brother.”

The message is all it took to drag me out of my stupor of losing my wife the second time —at least for the moment. Kiyoshi’s call to do as he termed put work in, an Angel Cruz term he now uses.

I took the time to go by the bungalow Santiago leased making sure she’s safe. There is a tracker on all my vehicles not to mention the one I had inserted beneath her skin years ago which led me to her exact location. I know why she stayed close — to try and protect her family.

Pulling up to the antebellum mansion that harkens on days long gone by, I get out of the dark van that blends into the scenery. I know my brother is waiting inside.

Pride fills my heart. It is my honor to aid him in this manner. He’s never asked much of me, other than I stick to my medicineand therapy regimen in a manner that would put our most revered Buddhist monks to shame. I know why he asked this of me. Only for me. My well-being. Because he cares for me. As hard as that is for me to extrapolate. I don’t know if he’s even capable of love any more than I am but he values me. Therefore my well-being matters to him. Which is why the concern in his eyes these days when he looks at me is not lost on me.

He knows I went too far taking her. He thinks he gave his little chef a choice. I don’t bother to remind him that threatening to kill her brother or imprison him does not give the indication tender care is being served.

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