I hoped that Myers would get with the program and do as I asked him. But I knew that man was stubborn as fuck, and eventually the terror would wear off. He was back to being a problem, and if torturing the bastard in an abandoned warehouse didn’t stop him, nothing will.
“Kill him,” I said.
Ethan nodded. “When?”
“Tonight. Go now.”
“Are you sure I should leave you here?”
“I’m sure.”
“Louisa has a guy sitting in a car down the block.”
“That’s okay.”
He nodded. “It’ll get done.”
“Good.”
Ethan turned and began walking down the block. I watched him for a minute then headed back inside.
I didn’t want to kill Myers. I didn’t want to kill anyone. But the man was becoming a problem, and I couldn’t have problems. Especially not right now when I was beginning a relationship with a fledgling mafia. I needed to take Myers out and send a message to all the other fucking lawyers in the state.
I was the top dog. If they wanted to get by, they needed to play my fucking game. Otherwise, things ended very, very badly for them.
Maybe I was overreacting with Myers, but I needed to have a heavy hand right now. There could be no questions about what happened when you crossed me. If I was going to start seizing more power, I needed to begin with the little guys. I needed them to know that if you didn’t do as I asked, you disappeared.
Ethan was quiet and efficient. We’d taken care of problems in the past, and I knew this would be no different. There’d be no connection to me, and Ethan wouldn’t get caught.
I found Louisa leaning up against the wall in the parlor room, her arms crossed. I walked right up to her and kissed her hard, not wanting to waste a single second.
I’d been thinking about her body ever since I last saw her. Her gorgeous fucking curves, her tight fucking pussy. I was ravenous for her, starving, a fucking animal that needed to be fed. I pushed her back against the wall and took her arms, putting her hands up above her head. I kissed her hard, sliding the hem of her dress up her thighs with my other hand until I could feel her soaking fucking pussy.
I knew she’d be dripping wet, but just feeling it drove me crazy. I yanked her panties down, roughly pulling them over her thighs, and began to slowly work her pussy while kissing her mouth.
She mouthed against my lips as I pressed my fingers inside of her. I kept her pinned to that wall, hands above her head, fingers working her spot. I slid them out and rolled along her clit, working that tight cunt, loving the feeling of her slick juice against my fingers.
“Wyatt,” she moaned as I kissed her neck.
“Don’t say a word,” I answered. “Don’t speak. You’re mine for right now.”
She nodded, eyes wide, mouth open. I pressed my fingers inside of her again and savored the gasp she made.
My cock was rock hard, trying to burst from my pants. I couldn’t hold it back anymore. I forced her down to her knees and she greedily unzipped them, pulling off my belt.
She took my cock in her hand and worshipped it, sliding her tongue up and down its length. “You fucking love that cock, don’t you?”
“Yes,” she said.
“I told you not to speak. Now I’ll have to punish you.” I pressed my cock between her lips and she moaned as I forced it down her throat. “That’s all I want to hear. The sound of my cock in your fucking throat.”
She gagged and sucked me, sloppy and wet. Her tongue rolled around me as I pressed her down, fucking her throat and face, pressing it deep into her. She wasn’t stopping or holding back as she gagged on my cock, taking me as deep into her throat as she could. I loved taking her, fucking her pretty little mouth.
She pulled back with a gasp, staring up at me and jerking off my length with both hands. I tipped her chin toward me.
“You’re so fucking pretty with my cock down your throat,” I said. “But you’re even more gorgeous with my cock between your legs.”
She nodded, obedient and quiet. I pulled her to her feet and spun her around, hiking her dress up, forcing her panties all the way off. I pushed her up against the wall so that her face was flush with it as I slowly pressed my cock deep inside of her wet little cunt.
She moaned as I filled her. I loved her tight, wet, warm little cunny as I pushed deep into her. I took her wrists and pressed them flat against the wall, pinning her there, holding her there as I slowly slid myself in and out of her.
“Take my big cock princess,” I said to her. “Come for me like the dirty fucking girl I know you are.”
She worked her hips back against me, pressed her ass into me as I slammed into her. I wanted to take every inch of her, make her feel me for days. I fucked her rough and she matched me. I knew she loved taking my cock, and I knew she liked it when I was rough to her. I was so fucking hard as I slammed into her.