Page 113 of Love Me Again

“I’m going to kill you, you dirty fucking whore! You’re going to pay for this! I’ll make sure of it!” Sophie screams, sobbing. “GUARD!”

Shayla chuckles, panting. “Mmm.” I lick my lips and lean over, grinning down at her while she looks up at me. “I want more later.” I burr brushing a kiss on her lips.

“Count on it, stud.” Shayla breathes, kissing me back passionately before she pulls back from the kiss and looks at Sophie. “Oh, were you saying something. I couldn’t hear you through the mind-blowing orgasm my husband was giving me.” Shayla retorts and turns her head, and kisses me again, making me moan into her mouth. My woman is dynamite. I’m the luckiest son of a bitch on this planet. I help Shayla dress and lift her off the table.

“You’ve got the cheek to call me sick? What the fuck does this make you? You’re disgusting, the pair of you!”

Shayla walks over to Sophie and leans over to look her in the eyes. “Revenge is a dish best served cold Sophie. I hope you enjoyed it…because I fucking did.” She sneers and pats her cheek a couple of times. “Have fun in here. I hear you've made some really nice friends. I’ll see you at the trials.”

When Shayla steps away, I lean in close to Sophie and blow in her face, so she smells Shay’s scent. Sophie winces and turns her head away. “Smell that, Soph? That’s what a perfect pussy smells like. And believe me when I tell you she tastes even better. I could eat Shay’s pussy all day, every day for the rest of my life, and never get enough.” I stand up straight and smirk when she turns her distraught gaze up to me. “And I plan to. I’m obsessed with her.”

I pull Shayla to me before I sweep her into my arms bridal style, and she gasps laughing. “Arrivederci, you psycho.” Shayla wags her fingers and kisses me as I carry her out of the room. We grin against each other's mouths when we hear Sophie scream as we walk out.

“Take me home, Stud,” Shayla whispers against my lips, and I nod.

“Right away, Buttercup.” I grin and hiss when she flicks my forehead again. “Ow.”

"Remind me again why I married you?" I laugh, and she looks at me, eyes twinkling like jewels while she grins impishly.

"Uh, because you had no other choice." I tease and brush my nose over hers. "And—you're heel over arse in love with me." Shayla throws her head back and laughs with gusto. I absorb the sound of her laughter, and it makes me feel all frivolous inside.

"You're such an idiot." Shayla giggles hysterically.

I sigh longingly as we walk out of prison. "An idiot in love."

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