Strangers In The Night(7)

Max was there, on the sidelines, watching, listening; just biding his time it seems like. I drove through the night with purpose, and yet not knowing. There was urgency to my movements, a sense of something pending that I had no knowledge of.

Don’t start that thinking and second-guessing shit it’s too late for that. We came to a stop somewhere vaguely familiar. What was this place, and why do I know it?

Somehow I knew it wasn’t a place that I was too familiar with, but there was something…I left the confines of the car in the dark and made my way to the shrubbery that bordered the home.

There was a stillness to the night that seemed deeper than the dark as I lifted the bag onto my shoulder and moved onward. I reached the door and listened. The house was still, silent, asleep. I tried the door with no luck.

What an ass, move out of the way. Jason took over again and within moments we were in. No, I’d never been here before, but somehow I knew it. The haze was beginning to form again as I covered my face with the black mask.

Next were my hands, before I opened my bag of tricks. My movements were mechanical now, there was no longer any hesitation. I knew what must be done and I was ready.

He was asleep in his bedroom, spread out across the sea of mattress in all his nakedness. The sight of him drove me to madness and I felt nothing as I took the first swing with the club that I had got from somewhere.

There was no sound other than the exhalation of air when the blow landed to his head. The blood spray went far and wide. There was no emotion as I rained down blows upon his head. My arms grew tired…You have to stop now Dylan it’s enough, it was just a kiss, a simple kiss…

Fuck that shit kill his poaching ass, the fuck…

Think of your son, where will he be when you’re rotting in a cell? And for what?

One last thing…I rolled the almost lifeless body over and retrieving the knife from its hiding place in the small of my back, went to work.

***

There was blood on my hands as I drove back the way I came, but my mind was finally clear. With each mile that passed beneath the wheels of my truck the fog faded away, and Max was the last one to go.

The anger was not the same, this I could control. I was starting to understand now more fully, it amazed me how much time had passed. My heart beat strong now, but for a different reason. I’m going to be a dad.

She was in bed under the covers when I got back, her eyes opened in fear when she saw me. No doubt it was the sight and scent of blood that now covered me.

“Dylan.” I held my hand up for silence before heading into the shower. I won’t go to her with his blood on me. In the shower I let the warm water wash it all away. The last seven months went down the drain as I washed the stench of the would-be usurper from me.

I left the room and went to her. Without uttering a word, I pulled the sheets back. Her arms and ankles were still in chains though she hadn’t been tethered to the wall. For the first time in forever I didn’t just drive myself into her.

I made my way down her body, sniffing her pussy as I reached between her legs. She smelt like me. I licked her softly, opening her with my tongue. This used to be my favorite thing. I could spend hours doing this with her and have in the past, before…

I waited for the madness to descend but it didn’t. “I love the taste of you on my tongue.” I ate her pussy like it was a meal as she moved without fear. Her hand came down and played across my head. I can let my hair grow again I guess, she likes my hair.

“Dylan…”

“Soon my pet.” I remember the feel of her ass in my hands. I had missed this. When she came in my mouth, I nibbled my way along her hip to her navel and over the hard mound where my seed grew.

When my cock was finally in line with her entrance, I was ever so careful as I entered her body. I held her eyes with mine as I reached for her hands and lifted them above her head. “I remember, I know what you did…shh-shh-shh, it’s okay, it’s over now, I’m back.”

I moved gently inside her as her eyes filled up with tears. I licked them away before moving my lips to her ear. “If you ever betray me again, you won’t live to tell the tale.” I bit her before pulling back to look down at her. “I love you little Becca, my Becca.”





Epilogue




“Push Becca, push, good girl.” She was beautiful, even with sweat pouring down her face and her beautiful mane plastered to her head. She had a tight grip on my hand as she pushed to get my son out of her womb.

I’d had a fight on my hands keeping the cameras out. Since we were once again America’s sweethearts, everyone wanted a piece of us.

“Dylan I can’t I need to rest.”