“Baby Girl, I thought I told you to stay in bed.” I watch her walk around the room, her eyes strained on Rocco before she lifts herself up onto the edge of the table and crosses her legs, looking up to me with heavy seductive eyes. “Well, I was bored, and you were taking too long so I came looking. And I'm glad I did, looks like you're having fun without me?” She lifts a brow with her last words and my dick jumps in my pants; I don't know why, but this is turning me the fuck on.
She sits on the edge of the table, only wearing her skimpy little lingerie, looking fucking hot as hell, just ready, waiting for me to devour her, as she seductively looks in my eyes, before she says. “I want to have some fun too, and I have a little pay back to give. Don't I Rocco?” She snaps her gaze over to Rocco, watching them go from that beautiful light to a darkness I've never seen before, which causes my lips to twist into a smirk.Oh, this should be interesting.
EMMA
I stare into Rocco's eyes, flashbacks of everything this man has done to me flooding my mind like a tsunami, wave after wave.
“As long as I get to look at that fucking sexy body of your's going down memory lane, I'll play.” Ace lands a brutal bone cracking punch to Rocco's jaw, snapping his head to the side. A dangerous laugh barks from my throat. But Ace's eyes narrow in on me in a deathening stare, as his words roar from his mouth. “Did you suck his dick tonight?”
I bark a laugh as I hop down off the table and walk over to Ace, looking up at him as my hand trails down his chest in a slow seductive way. “Baby, he wishes.” I look over to Rocco and hiss the words from my lips. “You've wanted this ass for years but knew you could never have it, so you found other ways to do things didn't you Rocco?” Ace growls beside me as Rocco smirks, blood flows out of his body in a nice slow trickle, prolonging his inevitable death, but I plan to have my own fun as well. I look back up to Ace before my words come out devious. “This will be fun, take a trip down memory lane with me. It'll be worth it, I promise.” Ace's lips curlinto a sinful smirk before he leans down, his hand snakes around my waist, sliding his hand over my bare ass, before squeezing hard as he whispers in my ear. “Why is this turning me on having you in here, joining me?” I smile, before I whisper against his cheek. “Because when we get done here, you're going to take me back to our room and fuck me until I can't take it anymore.” A deep primal growl rumbles up his chest, his hand around my ass tightens in a possessive grip, the tips of his fingers pulling my pussy apart with his grip, sending a jolt straight down between my legs. I dip my head and nip at his neck, before I pull away from his grasp, turning my attention on Rocco.
“Ready to go down memory lane, Rocco?” He snarls, looking into his eyes that are starting to get heavy, the blood pooling around the chair he sits in. “Fuck you, Emma, do your worst you little bitch.” I say in a playful, sinful, way. “Okay.” I walk to the table that has different size knives and I select my blade with a very nice sharp edge to it that will make my cut clean for what is in my twisted psychotic mind right now. “Do you remember when I was 14, and I got in trouble at school and dad sent you to come get me?”
“Yes?”
“Of course you do. That's the day you dragged me by my hair into the house before you threw me into the dungeon for two days.”
“Those were your father's orders!” He barks out and I just laugh. “But was it his order to come into that dungeon and try to rape me?”
I raise the knife, before swinging it down, slicing over his fingers, cutting them off. Blood sprays to the floor and Rocco squirms in pain.
I look up to Ace and see the fire blazing in them as his jaw clenches. So I will not go too deep into memory lane, don't think Rocco will make it a full trip down the horrific beatings I took from him. “When I was 18 you pinned me against the wall in my bedroom, and told me you were going to ruin me, and take what was not yoursto take.” I walk up to him, my hands trail up his thighs, still holding the knife in one hand, as I bend down in front of him, my ass poked out behind me, teasing Ace, as I stare into Rocco's eyes. “And then when I was 21, you tried to drug me on my twenty first birthday, you were supposed to be protecting me, but you tried to rape me again.” My hands reach his zipper, and of course, my trip down memory lane, and my half naked body in front of him, is causing Rocco's cock to pulse, straining against the hem of his pants.Unzipping his pants, I free his hard cock. Just how I want it, for his worst fucking nightmare.
“Baby Girl?” Ace questions. Feeling like I am on some kind of psychotic high, my words roll off my tongue crazed. “Shhh, it's just getting to the good part.” Ace chuckles behind me as I watch Rocco's breathing quicken. I wrap my hand around his hard cock, a crazed look to my eyes as the words seeth from my lips. “This is for doing all that and everything else you did to me, you fucking scum.” The knife comes down, slicing through his cock. Removing it and holding my hand up in his face as his cock hangs in my hand.
The pain, the groans and cries heard from Rocco is soothing to my ears. A twisted laugh barks from my throat before I finish my game and the words seeth from my lips again. “And this, this is for trying to stick this nasty fucking dick in my mouth.” I shove his dick in his mouth and down his throat, before I take the knife and jam up through his neck. Blood pours from his mouth choking on his own fucking dick and blood.
Adrenaline courses my every fucking nerve, a sense of a psychotic and twisted power. But I enjoy every fucking minute as I stand over Rocco's body, watching the life seep from his eyes.
I step back, before I spin on my heel and my eyes find Ace's, the look of amusement spreads across his face before his words come out. “You are one deeply twisted Queen, Baby Girl, you make meproud.”
I lift a brow, biting my tongue, I smile and something sparks in him before his long strides reach me. His hand wraps around my throat, pulling my lips to his before he picks me up. Wrapping my legs around his waist he carries me from the room as his lips viciously devour mine.
As soon as we exit the torture room, Ace slams my back against the wall, rocking his hips into me as he dominates my mouth with his tongue, moaning into his mouth, so hot, so fucking needy. His large hands wrap around my thighs, just below my ass, squeezing hard as he pulls me from the wall and carries me to our room.
Never parting our lips, he shoves his tongue down my throat, gripping his hair between my fingers, I rock my soaked pussy against him, ripping a growl from his throat. “I was wrong about you.” He whispers into my lips, before I rock back in his arms, holding his head in my hands as he continues to walk to our bedroom before I say. “What do you mean by that?”
“You're just as twisted as I am.” I lift a brow as a playful smile slips from my lips. “I told you.”
He carries me to the bathroom and into the shower, before he starts ripping at my clothes and I rip at his. The water around our feet red from the blood on our bodies.
Completely bare, and free of blood, his hand finds my clit before he slides his finger around in my wetness, backing me against the wall. “What was it that you said you wanted while we were down there?” My eyes meet his, filled with a dark desire before the words whisper from my lips in a slow, seductive way. “I wanted you to fuck me until I couldn't take it anymore.” Two fingers thrust into me, causing my breath to catch in my throat, before his fingers curl, and he brutally finger fucks me, ripping a moan from my throat. His lips claim mine, his fingers pumping in and out of my dripping pussy,pressing me against the wall, his thumb presses against the ball over my clit sending an orgasm to quake through me. Ace slides his hand from my legs, bringing his fingers to his lips, before his tongue darts out, licking up my juices, his hungry eyes staring deeply into mine.
My hand wraps around his length that's pressed against my stomach, begging for attention, so I slide down the wall, dropping to my knees as my eyes land on Ace's length pulsing in my face. “Baby Girl?”
My eyes snap up, as I lick my lips, swallowing down the over abundance of water pouring from my lips with the delicious sight of his throbbing length. Staring him in the eye, my tongue darts out, flicking at the tip of his cock, licking the salty precum already starting to spill, before I wrap my lips around his girth, taking him into my mouth. Watching the water run down his deliciously defined muscular chest, painted with beautiful ink artwork, as the water sprays off the back of his head, misting down on me, but my eyes remain locked on his. His hand grabs the back of my head, entangling his fingers through my hair, gripping hard as I take him base to tip, opening my throat, breathing through my nose, allowing him to slide deep down my throat, filling my mouth completely, arousal spreads between my legs as he begins to thrust into my mouth.
“Fuck Baby Girl.” His grip in my hair tightens and his thrusts get brutal, taking over as he fucks my mouth, slamming the tip of his length against the back of my throat, tears filling my eyes. A deep growl roars from his throat, before he holds me still, pressing his cock firmly to the back of my throat before I feel his cum spill on my tongue. He stares down at me with a darkened desire, as he licks his lips with the sight of his cock buried in my mouth, before he slides out of my mouth, sucking hard to be sure I get every drop. His cock pops, when it exits my mouth, licking my lips, savoringthe taste of him, before his finger hooks under my chin and pulls me up, before he spins me, pressing my front against the wall. He leans in, whispering on the skin of my neck. “Not only is that mouth sassy, but fuck, Baby Girl, that mouth knows how to take my cock.” I press my ass into his rock hard cock, needy, as a smirk plays on my lips. He presses into me, his tip slipping between my ass cheeks before sliding down between my slick folds. A shiver runs up my spine causing goosebumps to rise, as my nipples harden and my pussy pulses. He steps back, pulling me with him before he flattens his hand on my back. “Bend over.” His words rasp, coming out dominating, like a fucking order and I love it, so I do as I'm told, and as soon as I'm bent over his large hands grip both ass cheeks, pushing them apart, exposing me. “I love this sweet little pussy, MY fucking pussy.” He fists his cock as he guides it to my entrance before he slams into me, sinking his cock as deep as it can go, holding me there. My back arches and his hands hook into my hips, holding me up. “You're tight little pussy takes my cock so well.” He slides out then slams into me again before he continues to viciously thrust into my soaking wet pussy. Every pleasurable sensory ignites in my core, sparking off inside me. His length stretches my walls, hitting places I never knew fucking existed, ripping moan after fucking moan from my lips.
“That's right Baby Girl, that's me back here owning this pussy.” I smile with his words, looking back over my shoulder at him, meeting his hungry fiery gaze. The sound of skin slapping echoing around us as the water runs down us both, he buries his cock inside me with his thrusts, his hands bruisingly gripping my hips as he fucks me from behind. My orgasm rips through me, causing me to clamp down around his cock, ripping a groan from him, as his thrusts get ruthless. My tits slapping around, I brace my self with my hand flattened against the wall as Ace gets lost in his brutal thrusts, andI hang the fuck on, as he guts my pussy.
His pace picks up, fucking me like a jack rabbit, slamming into me over and over, sending me into a fit, convulsing as another climax rocks my every nerve. With one last intoxicating thrust, his cock pulses within my walls, spilling his hot cum deep inside me, filling me full, falling forward, bracing himself with a hand on the wall. With his hand still braced against the wall, I wiggle out from him and turn around, feeling the warm mixture of our orgasmic secretions run down my legs. I lay my back against the tiles, his arm beside my head as his hooded gaze stares into mine before a smirk forms from his lips.
“Where are you taking me tomorrow?” I watch his shoulders rise, then fall with his deep breath before he parts his lips and says. “You and I are taking a few days away.” A smile plays on my lips.” A couple days alone, away? His lips twist into a sinful smirk before his words come out deep and seductive.” Yes, you, me, a boat, and sunny skies; and well the crew.” He lifts a brow. “How do you feel about helicopters?”
Chapter thirteen
EMMA
