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Finn’s hard body pressed against my back and I leaned into him, knowing he needed a way to get rid of the cloud still darkening his eyes. Despite the laughter, he still struggled with coming down from his anger. “Finn, I want you to fuck me from behind while I suck Dane’s cock.”

I didn’t have to say any more, Finn picking me up and depositing me on the bed, roughly moving me to the right position and swiftly entering me. Dane stood before me and I opened my mouth for him. While I was pounded into from the back, Dane only gave me his tip, letting me swirl my tongue around it. He was in no hurry, knowing his friend needed the release.

Letting him use me like this gave me satisfaction, knowing I was the only one who could calm the fury inside of him. My Finn, like a Dr. Jekyll and Mr. Hyde, just as fucked in the head as I was. We belonged together, all of us, in our own little gang of misfits.

The way he fucked me so damn hard soothed my aching soul. It gave me the relief that no matter what happened he would be with me, soothing my own monsters as much as I soothed his.

The TV blared in the background, but it couldn’t mask the bed squeaking and thudding as he relentlessly pistoned into me, only stopping when we heard the name of my hometown come from the TV.

The manhunt for Vivian Parker and three unknown male suspects continues. Police representatives confirm they are wanted in connection to a bank robbery and murder in Texas. The FBI is asking for the public’s help. They are believed to be traveling in either a red Honda or a blue and white Chevy truck.

Chapter 25

Vivian

Dane pulled out of my mouth and moved so I could see. My face was there, plastered on the television, one of the last arrest photos of me. Next to it were sketches of my guys, pretty close to what they looked like.

“Holy shit! We’re on the news!” Finn’s excitement didn’t stop him from fucking me. It seemed to urge him on as he slapped my ass. “Vixen, I believe we need to send them a better picture of you.”

I groaned, knowing I was so damn drunk in that photo. My mascara ran down my face and my hair was all over the place. “I’m pretty sure that was the night I beat the hell out of Heidi, the bank teller,” I let out a self-deprecating laugh.

“The bitch I killed?” Finn asked as he shoved his cock deep inside.

“Yes.”

I looked back over my shoulder to see him grinning like a kid in a candy store before his face morphed into pure bliss, his eyes closing as he released into me. His excitement was catchy and I couldn’t help but smile back at him, getting up from my position and kissing him.

I didn’t know when Ollie came in, but his voice sounded nasally, “This changes a lot of things. If it’s here, it’s everywhere. We need to revisit the plan. Are you okay to discuss it, Viv?”

Knowing why he asked, I steeled myself for the conversation as Finn hugged me, “Yes, I’m good.” I peeled myself away from Finn, getting a look at Ollie, who had a tissue in his nose. “My poor guy. Can I do anything to make you feel better?” I asked as I lightly cupped his cheek.

“You can let me paint your face with my cum later,” he gave me a cheeky smile before slapping me on the ass. “Go wash up and we’ll talk.”

I mock saluted him, “Yes, Sir,” before marching off to the bathroom, feeling his eyes following me the whole way.

I left the door open as I showered, hearing the talking between the men. They wanted to stop, worried I’d be caught. My mind ran through the issues we faced and by the time I dried off, I had some ideas.

Dropping my ratty towel on the floor, I walked out naked and declared, “First thing we need to do is get rid of the truck. That will prevent anyone from seeing it and turning us in. We also need to leave this shithole motel and find another one. We’ve had too much attention from the complaints. We have to leave tonight.”

“This throws off everything,” Ollie complained, his jaw ticking.

“Darling, you need to let go of control sometimes. You know this area better than any of us. I’m sure you know where another place is and where we can get a new vehicle. An SUV would be nice,” I tried to console his need to follow the exact plan, something that didn’t work well with crime.

His face softened for a moment, “I do. We’ll have to get to a town a few hours north of here. I’m just concerned about the truck during that time. What if that sheriff who pulled us over puts it together?”

“I say we buy a piece of shit from that used car place down the street and dump the truck in the woods,” Dane suggested, though it came out as more of an order. “Since Vivian can change her looks, she can buy something from them. Then, as long as we stay away from the major dealerships, I’m sure we won’t bring any attention to us by paying cash in the next city.”

“Where’s the closest city, Ollie?” I asked before getting a bag of clothes and rifling through to find the right outfit. I needed to fit in and it was hard to find something that didn’t stand out. I’d thrown out the ugly wig and now had to reassess the ones I still had. If I cut the blonde one into a plain style, I could make it work. Teasing out the ends would give me that 80’s look so many women here wore.

Finn washed himself while I applied makeup, using the contour to give me a completely different appearance. Ollie would be a while on his laptop since he was always so detail oriented. I’d just finished applying a second coat and started on the blue eyeshadow when he called out, “Murfreesboro. It’s about four hours from here.”

”Isn’t that where the diamond mine is?” I remembered seeing it on one map and had asked why we didn’t go there. I assumed there would be jewelry stores to hit, but I was wrong.

“Yes. It’s a tourist area, so we can blend into the crowd. The only issue will be if they’re booked up,” Ollie answered, and I could hear his fingers tapping on the keys through the thin walls.

“Check the more expensive places,” I suggested. “People coming to find their riches aren’t going to have the money to spend on finer accommodations.”

“You just want to stay somewhere nice, little brat.”

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