Total pages in book: 54
Estimated words: 49114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 49114 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 246(@200wpm)___ 196(@250wpm)___ 164(@300wpm)
It’s funny, but where her worries began mine ended. I had no doubt that witch was out of our lives and I didn’t even have to destroy my dad to do it. Come to think of it, it’s her own daughter that drove the nail into her coffin.
With that burden off my shoulders my sex drive was at is peak. Then again it could just be her. Her and the way I’ve felt since I first laid eyes on her. Whatever the case, after we left the tub I had her again on the bathroom floor before dragging her to bed and doing her again.
It was four in the morning before I’d had enough and even then I couldn’t bear to leave her, but instead chose to fall asleep inside her with my weight pressing her into the bed. She didn’t care because she was already fast asleep.
The next day I woke to find her looking at me with her morning eyes. For fuck sake! “I’m going to get you contact lenses.” She looked at me quizzically but fuck if I was going to explain. No way am I giving her that kind of ammunition, not this early in the game anyway.
“Never mind, let’s get going. My guy should have those results in a couple of hours and I don’t want to be late.” I had a thought when I lifted her from the bed. “If it’s too hard to see your mom…”
“No, I have to be there, I have to tell the cops what I saw just in case they don’t believe it. You don’t know her, she can talk her way out of everything.” I nodded my acceptance of her decision, but now that she was being so brave, I was the one having second thoughts.
I was already pissed that the bitch had struck her, I’m not sure I could deal with anything else. I let her take my mind off of it by taking me again in the shower even though she said she was too sore.
I tried to take it easy, really I did. But she had to go and look at me with those eyes and that was all it took for me to have her pressed up against the marble tile wall with water running down over both of us as I fucked her hard from behind.
By the time I was done with her I had to apologize as I laid her on the bed and took care of her very red very beaten up pussy. “Crap, you don’t have any clothes.” And their shopping trip had been interrupted the day before.
She looked embarrassed by my outburst and I set about soothing her again. I checked my watch and we had about an hour to spare.
“Get dressed.” She put on the same clothes she wore the day before and once again my ire was raised. Her mother dresses like she came off the runway in Paris, while her teenage daughter wears rags.
That’s okay though, I knew just how to fix that and rub one in Lisa’s face at the same time. In fact I can’t wait.
Luke
I took her to one of the better-known boutiques in the city and found her something to wear for today with the instructions that now that they knew her size, she was to be outfitted with everything she could possibly need by the end of the week.
She started to protest once but all it took was one look and she piped down. I like that! Never knew how much until now. I made her choose a few more outfits to take with us, and had to choose in the end because she kept balking at the price.
At least I knew what she liked by what she grabbed off the hangers before freaking the hell out. “I have ties that cost more.” I dropped that little tidbit in her ear when she put back this cute little orange dress that I knew would look good on her, and she almost fainted.
We left the store laden down with her purchases and the promise to have the rest delivered to my place by week’s end. She kept looking back at the bags as we drove and I told myself to remember to always take her shopping.
Her excitement dwindled just a little when I came back from meeting with the Fed. Maybe it was the look on my face that gave her pause. I wasn’t in the mood to talk so a quick hug and a kiss to her forehead was enough to let her know that she was not the one in the line of fire.
I had to go tell mom and dad the news before making another move. Dad was still shaken up by the whole mess, and I had some guilt of my own because I didn’t trust him enough to realize that something had to be wrong. That, I’m going to live with for the rest of my life.