Page 30 of Sinful Little Lies

“Yes. I want it. Keep going, don’t stop.” I answer. That devilish smile covers his face as he lines the head of his cock with my asshole. His fingers swirl in circles over my clit, stimulating me and pulling a plethora of moans from me. Slowly, he pushes past the barrier and fills me up. He enters me slowly, allowing me to adjust to his girth. In one swift motion he pulls out and thrusts himself back in. He pumps into me with such ferocity, that I feel like I may die if he stopped.

Slipping his fingers in between our bodies, he inserts two into my pussy causing my stomach to do flips.This is how a real man fucks.

“Yes, V. Squeeze this cock. Milk me for everything I have.” His words pour out of him and bring me closer to my climax. Slamming into me a few more times, my orgasm begins spreading like flames throughout my entire body. There isn’t a single inch that doesn’t feel the pleasure flowing through me. Grimm kisses me with such passion, I combust the moment our lips touch. I feel his cock pulse, his releasing spilling inside of me, letting me know our kiss had the same affect on him.

“Everything I have ever dreamed of and more.” He says before placing a quick kiss on my lips. Withdrawing, he stands and walks over to our clothes and brings them over to me. We dress and give our attention to Leo during the last few minutes of his life.

Walking over to him, I place my fingers on his neck, checking his pulse. It’s faint, but it’s there. “You just won’t fucking die. Will you.” I mumble my voice laced with frustration.

“How do you want to end this, baby?” Grimm asks, fishing for the joint case. He lights a second joint and inhales loudly.

Eyeing the machete, I pick it up and take a good look at Leo. I never thought I’d see the day where I was the one with the upperhand. Moments of hurt and struggle play in my head like a movie.

The bruises have faded but the scars will remain forever and tattoos can only cover so much.

I grab a fistfull of his bloodied hair and yank his head back. His eyes are drooping over and the last bit of his soul is lingering, still hoping I’ll have a change of heart and set him free.

He can’t hurt you anymore, V. You have the power. The power to end your pain. The power to take his life. Do it. He deserves it.

Do it. Do it. Do it.

DO IT!

“Asesinado por una mujer. Dulces sueños, cabrón.” Taking the machete, I lift it above my head and drive it straight into his heart. His mouth falls open in shock and it sends a thrilling shiver down my spine. A lightbulb goes off in my head and I smile, hoping to make Grimm proud.

Putting pressure on the handle of the machete, I slice through Leo’s body, nearly splitting him in two. His organs fall to the floor with a thud, the squelching sound bringing me satisfaction as his blood covers my face.

I drop the machete and turn to face Grimm, but all I see is the massive erection tenting his pants.

“Up for round two?”

18

GRIMM

My cock jerksagainst my zipper as I look at the beautiful little monster in front of me. Blood is scattered along her face, arms, and clothes. I’ve dreamed of a moment like this one for so long. Her perfect body bathed in blood and Leo hanging lifeless, his flesh and bone scattered across the floor.

I think I died along with Leo and made it to the pearly white gates of heaven. My two favorite things, Verena and murder, have now become a cohesive pair. They fit one another as well as my cock fits into her pussy. A key that unlocked a new part of her, if you will.

“Oh my fucking gosh!” Verena whips around, her eyes bulging out of her head. “What thefuckdid I just do?!” Her voice trembling. I rush to stand by her side and wrap my arms around her.

“You did what needed to be done. For your safety, Verena. No one will know about this.” I promise her, cupping her face and raising it to meet mine. “I’ll take care of the body and dispose of it in a way no one would know it wasus, okay?” She continues to stare at me, shock running through her system. “Okay?” I ask again, a little louder this time. Verena nods slowly and a droplet escapes her tear duct.

When I begin to guide her out the door, Verena stops me. “We aren’t just going to leave him here, right?” Her eyes filled with anxiousness and fear make her innocence shine through. Dipshit was her first love. The man she thought she was going to spend her life with, first out of want and then out of fear, is now dead at her hand because of his own piss poor choices. She did what needed to be done and I’d never ask her to do more, unless that’s what her heart desired.

Shaking my head, I bring my hands up to her bloodied face and cup it, bringing her eyes to mine. “I’ll take care of everything. You don’t have to worry.” I reassure her, her amber eyes search mine for a more direct answer, one she won’t get until she pushes for it.

Her hands wrap around my waist and when she presses her lips to mine, I swear I’m ready to spill in my pants yet again. I kiss her back with hunger, swallowing every little whimper from her as I pull back, searching her face for a hint of regret or anger.

This is where we’re supposed to be. She’s filled the void in my soul without even realizing it. My little monster, if you only knew what you were capable of. There’s nothing in this world that doesn’t already belong to you, to us. Nothing I won’t help you achieve.

My chest is heaving, matching the rhythm of her own. My hands twitch at my sides to bring her back to me. Like a man who’s been starved and finally got a taste of food. “Grimm, he’s dead.” She pants, trying to regain her breath. A smirk slips onto my face and I chuckle.

“I know. It was fucking amazing. You’re the hottest killer I’ve ever met. I am for sure your number one fan. Can I have your autograph?”

She grabs my shirt, yanking me back to her. Her lips immediately find mine again. “You’re fucking crazy,” she says against my lips, her own forming a soft smile.

“Does it scare you?” I ask, desperately hoping for it not to. By her reaction, I doubt she is but she was scared shitless just a moment ago. Her adrenaline is running and controlling her emotions may be tricky.

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