Bates
“You letout another scream and I’ll slit your goddamn throat,” I threatened him as I watched Hollis pull his briefs down, exposing his little dick.
What the fuck is she doing? I wondered in aggravation as she gently licked the bulbous head. If she’s trying to make me jealous, it’s fucking working.
“Babe—”
“Trust me,” she all but pleaded as she looked up at me.
I nodded even though it hurt me to watch her hand methodically moving up and down his shaft, knowing how goddamn long it had been since I last felt her touch.
I could feel myself getting hard again as she moved to swallow his cock. The way her head bopped up and down, her hand trailing behind each and every taste…
He struggled against me and I pulled his arms harder, pushing into his back further, forcing Hollis to take more of his cock down her throat.
It was becoming a bitch to hold him steady with the handle of the knife crushed between a fist and his bicep, but I was managing because it was what she wanted.
Hollis gagged, pulled away from it, and licked her lips as she looked up at me and smiled. Even with as jealous as I felt, I nodded at her to keep going.
She asked me to trust her and with as hard as it was in the moment, I knew that I had to.
Hollis spit on the head of his cock before she went back to sucking on it so goddamn vigorously, that for a split second, I thought of letting him go and shoving him out of the way.
I wanted her to taste me like that.
No, I needed it more than life itself, but my love for her had always been stronger than my insatiable need for her.
Hollis was a gentle creature.
One of sheer, unique beauty.
Strong and fragile.
Broken and whole.
Mad and balanced.
And I was lucky enough to say that she was all mine. Regardless of what I was bearing witness to.
She pulled her mouth away from his dick again and used the back of her hand to wipe away the saliva from her lips. She was getting sloppy which meant she was enjoying it. Or was she? I didn’t know and it was driving me fucking crazy to think that she could even consider relishing the flavor of another man.
I watched as she opened her mouth, ran the palm of her hand over her tongue, then slathered his dick with her spit before she went back to blowing him.
It felt like a fucking dagger to the heart, yet I stood there, holding him in place, putting him in the pain he deserved so he wouldn’t have the chance to indulge in the pleasure.
“See what you could have had if you hadn’t been such an evil bastard to her?” I asked Jensen in an even tone. “She’s all mine now and I’ll never treat her less than she deserves.”
He grunted, tried to pull himself out of my grip, then let out the most horrendous scream I had ever heard in my life.
Confused, I looked down at him and then toward Hollis. Then I smiled, grinned in relief, because she was right. I could trust her, now and always.
I watched as her head began to move violently from left to right, jerking side to side, as she wrapped a hand around the base of his cock and ground her teeth down.
Quickly turning the handle of the blade in my hand, I let go of one of his arms, pulled mine back, and slammed the knife with all of the rage I could muster into the side of his throat.
I decided to leave it where it was buried as Hollis pulled back and looked up at me with a blood-soaked smile, crimson-stained teeth, and a look of determination shining brightly in her eyes.
“I’ll get it,” she assured me as she reached back and pushed her hair behind her ears.