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“Keep it there. I’m going to fuck your face,” he says, keeping one hand twisted tight in my hair in the back of my head. He guides his cock to my lips, running the head all over my lips. He slaps his dick onto my tongue, before letting it slide in. “Fuck, Sweetness. This mouth is mine. You are all mine,” he says, just before he thrusts in, grunting and growling.
Keeping my jaw loose, my tongue out, and teeth protected, I let him take his pleasure from me. His hand tightening in my hair is the first warning I get that he’s about to come. The next is the erratic thrusts, and then his grunts. “Fu…fuuuuckk, yesssss!”
Feeling him spill down my throat makes me shiver all over. After a few moments and several heavy breaths, he pulls out of my mouth. He drops down in a squat right in front of me and crashes his mouth to mine, devouring me. His hands are soft now on the side of my head, but his mouth is hungry. Lifting my hands, I cup both sides of his neck as we each tilt our heads, deepening the kiss.
When he finally pulls back, he stares into my eyes. I feel like I’m the only thing in his universe right now. He makes me feelseen. “Fucking hell, Kata. How did I live this long without you?” he asks, making me chuckle.
We stare at one another for what feels like an eternity, but was probably less than a minute. He looks down at my naked body with a devious smile. “The things I will do to this beautiful body are probably considered felonies in several states and most countries,” he says, tweaking my nipple.
I give a little shriek and slap his hand, making him laugh.
“Get dressed, Sweetness. It’s time to get out of here. The sun is going to be rising soon, and we need to get on the road,” he says, standing. He holds his hand out, helping me up from my knees again. I rub them once I’m standing, because being on them as long as I have, they are a bit sore.
Several minutes later, after getting completely dressed and now sliding my sneakers on, I look where Van is standing over Ethan with his arms crossed over his massive chest. His arms are bulging out from under the arms of his black T-shirt. Ethan’s eyes are drooping from exhaustion, both mental and physical, but I can tell he’s terrified to take them off Van. I walk over to where they are standing, staring at each other, rubbing my hand down Van’s strong back. He glances down at me with a small, genuine smile.
“I’m ready. I’m sure Jackson fell asleep upstairs. Let’s get this over with,” I say, making Van nod his head and look back over at Ethan. At my words, Ethan’s eyes grow as large as saucers.
Van takes a small step back, placing his hand on my lower back, directing me in front of him. The gorgeous smile he just had for me turns dark and dangerous, as Ethan starts to shake his head and mumble under the tape.
Placing my hands on my knees, I bend over to make sure Ethan understands everything that is about to happen is all on me. It’s my decision and plan, but it’s all because of hisbetrayal. And now he needs to take responsibility and accept his punishment.
“I warned you when we first got together, E. I don’t do well with betrayal…with liars…with cheaters. And you fucking did all of it. So it’s time for you to accept your responsibility in all of this.”
Ethan tries to shuffle forward, but Van pulls me back away from him. No matter how he pleads or looks pitiful, I refuse to feel sorry for him. He caused all of this. Pointing over at his dead girlfriend, but never letting my eyes leave his face, I continue. “That’s your fault. You made me do that. Now it’s time for you to pay your price.”
Ethan is shaking all over now. He knows me and he know how ruthless, vengeful, and savage I can be. The fact that I once loved him doesn’t play into this equation at all. Once you betray me…it’s done. He was actually given another chance after the fact, but he took my kindness and love for weakness…and I am not weak by any stretch of the means.
My eyes shift over behind the boxes where Ethan is sitting and see something on the shelf that could be useful, and immediately I know how I plan to finish this once and for all. Walking past him, I grab the old kerosene camping lantern, and feel that it still has a little liquid in the bottom.
This will be a first for me, but I'm kind of intrigued about how this will work out.
When I’m standing back in front of my ex, his eyes are flitting back and forth between me and the object in my hand. “The thing is E…” I say, lifting it up and giving it a little shake in front of me. I unscrew the little metal cap. “My love burned so hot for you…until your treachery. Now…you will burn for me.”
Ihear Van chuckle from behind me, and it sends shivers down my spine and spurs me on more than it should. I was a little worried, when I came up with this idea on the spot, that he would try to stop me. Or at the very least, try and talk me out of going this far. But hearing that sinister laugh, just shows me all the men I’ve dated in the past were all wrong for me. Proving that I was just wasting my time. I was waiting on this…on him. Because Sullivan here…he’s everything I need.
I begin pouring the liquid out in front of and all around Ethan. The fumes of the toxic chemical sting my nostrils, making my nose scrunch up in response. When it’s down to a few drops left, I just start sloshing it everywhere on top of him, trying not to get it on myself. Ethan shifts in an attempt to stand up, but Van kicks him hard in his stomach, then after punching him in the head, shoves him over with his combat boots.
Tossing the empty lantern over by Vicky, I look back to Ethan with a bit of nostalgia crossing through my mind. I watch him for a few moments, taking everything in. I shake my head slightly, because I really haven't a clue what it was about him that kept me coming back. Kept me obsessed.
Sure he's good looking in that All-American Boy type of way, but he's a spineless snake who only thinks about his own needs and making himself happy. I should have seen through his lies and all the disloyalty earlier.
My tall, dark, and handsome dominant stranger fishes around in his front pocket, pulling out a plain silver zippo lighter holding it out to me. “This is your show, sweet girl. It’s time to finish this chapter once and for all.”
Closing my hand around his and giving it a little squeeze, I stare up into those gorgeous ocean blue eyes. I have never experienced love at first sight, but this is the closest I have come to it. My body feels like a livewire right now. My blood is singing, my heart is erratically pumping, and I have an electric current running through it.
Leaning up on my tippy toes, I press my lips against his lips. It's more of a gentle caress than a full on kiss. “Thank you…for everything,” I whisper against them, making Van give me a crooked smile. Ethan is gasping for air from where Van kicked him.
Turning, I face my ex completely, cocking one hip out and resting the hand not holding the zippo on it. The air is thick withdeath, and the knowledge that I’m the one bringing it, is a heady feeling.
Powerful.
Intoxicating.
Invigorating.
“I hate that it's come to this Ethan. But you're a worthless piece of shit and were never worthy of me. I need someone in my life that knows me and understands me, unlike you. You're a selfish, disloyal dick.”
He glares at me from his side, lying on the cold cement floor. I give a little shrug. Van and I walk to the bottom of the stairs as I flip open the Zippo and strike the little wheel, making the flame come to life.
