Page 41 of The Aftermath

“Does your name on me make you that horny?” I tease him.

“Seeing my fucking name on you just binds us together more, Angel. Now take my fucking cock like the good little whore you are,” he says. I shift a little so my ass is closer to the edge, and his cock can get deeper. He pumps into me while I pant and claw at his shoulders. He takes me harder and just the way I like. Silas shoves me back against the mirror and looks down, watching the way his cock slides in and out of me.

“You see this, Angel? How your fucking pussy was made for me? Look how we fit together.” The sounds that leave his throat only make me wetter. I glance down, and I watch as he fucks me. I’ve never seen anything so goddamn perfect in my life, and I never want to let it go.

Silas grabs my hips and pulls me back up and off the counter, bending his knees and making me bounce on his cock.

“Oh, fuck, Angel. Feel how fucking deep I am inside of you?” He keeps going, and I can feel the orgasm ready to explode out of me. A few more thrusts, and I’m done. I dig my nails into his arms as I call out his name. He comes inside me, and everything feels so fucking amazing. Silas pulls out of me and puts my feet on the floor. I start toward the toilet when he grabs my wrist and pulls me back.

“What do you think you’re doing?”

“Cleaning up.”

“Like fuck you are. You’re going to keep my cum in you until I get back.”

“Silas. I’m not sitting here all night with cum dripping out of me,” I tell him. He stalks closer to me, smacking me hard on the ass until I yelp before he says, “Leave it in there, or I will fucking tie you to the bed until I get back, and then you won’t have a choice.”

“You wouldn’t dare.”

“Wouldn’t I? Try me, Angel. Try to clean my cum out of your pussy and find out.”

Chapter 21

Silas

Leaving them wasn’t high on my priority list of things to do today. I wanted to stay with Angel. The thought of leaving them there with no one to protect them doesn’t sit well with me. Something is eating away at my insides and making me antsy.

“What’s your problem?” Ry asks as we head toward town.

“I don’t know, Ry. I just feel like we shouldn’t have left them there,” I tell him.

“Why?”

“I don’t fucking know. It’s just not sitting right with me.”

“You want to go back?” he asks. I shake my head. There’s no turning back now. Levi keeps driving when suddenly we hear tires squealing on the pavement. I turn to look over my shoulder when I see a dark SUV coming at us.

“What the fuck?” I growl as the SUV slams into us. Levi curses under his breath but pushes the gas, going faster. As fast as we’re going, they’re keeping up. The car hits us again, and we swerve all over the fucking road, but Levi pulls it back.

“Who the hell is that?” Rylan yells as I try to see, but I can’t get a good look.

“I can’t see. The windows are fucking tinted,” I yell this time. I pull my gun, but Rylan shakes his head.

“There are kids out here.” He nods toward the streets. He’s right. We can’t risk that, so I stuff it back into the back of my jeans and try to focus. The SUV hits the back of our car once more when Levi pulls out on the highway quickly.

“They are still coming,” I let him know.

“What the fuck are they doing?” Levi snaps now.

“I don’t know, but they know who the fuck we are,” Rylan adds.

“How, though?” I ask more to myself than them. Levi continues speeding, swerving in and out of traffic like a fucking professional driver. He pulls onto the shoulder and hauls ass around a few cars, but the assholes behind us do the same.

“How the fuck are we going to shake them?” Levi yells.

“What about getting off and hitting the old dirt road?” I say. There’s a small dirt road we used to use to hide from the cops when we were younger, and it’s not far from here.

“On it,” Levi says. He pulls into the far left lane trying to throw those assholes off our trail. Levi whips it across three lanes and off at the exit. I see the car trying to make it, but he doesn’t.

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