Misfit(98)
“Megan, baby, remember how you fuckin’ covered for Kendall, no matter what the fuck she did?”
“She cried so much, Christopher. I would feel so sorry for her.”
“I know. I’m thinkin’ she doin’ the same thing to Fee. My sister don’t know what a devious bitch Kendall be. She can make herself cry like no-fuckin-body I ever fuckin’ met.”
“A lot of Kendall’s tears were real.”
He wasn’t going down that goddamn road tonight, so he let it drop. “I think she got Fee on her side. My lil’ sister probably feelin’ like you did. Wantin’ to be loyal and thinkin’ that’ll stop her bullshit.” Not even God could stop that bitch, whom she’d soon meet if she didn’t stop fucking with Megan. He had a special fucking bullet for her. Clearing his throat at how his heart started to pound as he thought of her dead at his feet, he went on. “Some kinda way Kendall pulled Daphne in on this bullshit. Shit that ain’t got nothin’ to do with Cash.”
“Kendall and Daphne? I don’t know. Kendall thinks all those girls are sluts. It’s hard to imagine her talking to them.”
One fucking slut calling another bitch a slut. Fucking typical Kendall. Pointing fingers when she was guilty of the same fucking thing. “Baby, fuck, I know some-fuckin-where, you still thinkin’ good about that bitch. Ain’t nothin’ good about Kendall.”
“She’s ill.”
“She gonna be dead.”
“Christopher!”
He smiled at Megan’s profile. She was coming back to him, indicated by her not wanting him to fuck Kendall up. Otherwise, he was sure she would’ve said she didn’t care.
“Fine, baby. Psycho cunt a psycho cunt. That better?”
“Omigod, no!”
“You cryin’ to me, sayin’ you thinkin’ that bitch fuckin’ with you and our fuckin’ marriage. Tellin’ me she think you fucked John Boy. You ain’t still tryin’ to defend her, is…are you?”
“No. Yes. I don’t know. Kendall, if she is responsible for this, has gone too far. I’d never want to see her again if I’m right.” She started to cry again. “It’s just that we’re sisters-in-law. Friends.”
Christopher snorted.
“In a way, we are,” Megan tearfully insisted. “That was the other thing that got to me. I wondered if it was only my pride that had me determined to say you wouldn’t sleep with some other girl. God, Christopher…that card and…and Daphne’s attitude. But then Kendall is so smart.”
Not. She was the fucking stupidest bitch alive if she continually fucked with Christopher.
“Then, I say no, she wouldn’t do this. All I’m doing is creating conspiracy theories based on a stupid joke Kendall made that I blew out of proportion.”
Unable to hold back any longer, Christopher pulled Megan into his arms and kissed the top of her head. The moment she nuzzled his chest and pressed her tits into his side, his dick started rising.
“Why you callin’ her accusation a joke now?” he asked hoarsely, wanting to fuck Megan.
“She said it was a joke,” Megan said breathlessly, nosing his arm pit. Her skin heated and reddened.
Turning her on her back, he rolled onto her and settled between her thighs.
“That bitch fuckin’ lied,” he said between kisses. “She said what the fuck she meant. Kendall couldn’t fuckin’ joke if her fuckin’ life depended on it.” Freeing his cock, he sank into Megan and grunted. She was so fucking wet and hot. “I been missin’ this,” he told her. Inside of her was his promised land. His paradise.
“We haven’t stopped making love,” she responded on a small moan, lifting her hips and doing her hooker-grind.
“It ain’t been the same. We barely been talkin’ about real shit, like you and me always do.”
She tugged his head down and gave him a deep kiss, thrusting her tongue in and out of his mouth, much like he was using his cock in her cunt.
“I’m sorry, Christopher,” she whispered, nipping his neck and chin.
“Ain’t no need to apologize to my ass.” He grabbed her legs and pushed them up, widening her pussy. “You fuckin’ stood by me. Stood up for me. If you needed to work the fuck through this in private, I ain’t ever denyin’ you that.”
“I’ll always stand up for you. Stand by you.” She halted her movements and gave him her look of love, opening herself up to him again and allowing her vulnerability to come through. “But I haven’t been fair to you, so I asked Zoann to take the kids earlier today. I needed to be alone to think this through. I put myself in your place,” she whispered.