Page 181 of Unravelling The Beast

I come to a quick halt, my wrath building up before he continues.

"I was surprised to see you never had the cops involved to investigate her murder, unless you have something to hide, of course."

Anger surges through me, causing me to turn and rush toward him until we're face-to-face and I hear Wren call out to me.

"Arlo!"

Before speaking aggressively in his face, I bared my teeth.

"I don't call you because you're a bunch of worthless cunts. I handle my own business. This is my city, you piece of fucking shit, but you probably already knew that! Stay the fuck out of my way; this is your final warning."

Wren yells behind me once more.

"Arlo, please!"

My fists are so clenched that I can feel my short nails penetrating my flesh, and he looks into my eyes before stating calmly.

"I'll catch up with you soon, Mr Hayes."

I clench my teeth and press my nose to his.

"Good luck with that."

I then back away, keeping my wide, dark eyes on him until I turn around and step into my car, slamming the door behind me.

As he gets into his car, I keep my focus fixed on him through the tinted windows, and Wren is shocked beside me.

"What the hell was that about, Arlo? You can't just talk to a cop like that!"

I smirk at her before responding.

“Baby, I can talk to whoever the fuck I want like that.”

She reclines in her seat, stunned, and I check my mirror to see if the pig is leaving, which he is, so I start my car and reverse out.

As we drive, I keep looking at her and thinking about how we were before that cunt disturbed us. While I draw my gaze away from her and stare ahead, I let out a deep growl.

When I see her look at me, I return my eyes to her, sweeping over her beautiful body before reaching over and grabbing a handful of her hair.

"Suck my cock. I can't stop thinking about those pretty lips wrapped around my pierced fucking dick."

She takes a cautious glance around before her big eyes collide with mine again, and I raise an eyebrow.

"Don't you dare act all fucking innocent with me; I know what a dirty little slut you are; now suck me."

I pull on her hair as I look between her and the road, and she unclips her seatbelt before positioning her face over my lap.

As she loosens my belt and pulls my zip down while I maintain my hand clutched in her long, dark hair, I can feel my cock already leaking and aroused.

She lowers her hot month onto me after pulling my stiff cock free, and I growl as I rest my head back, my eyes becoming heavy.

I try to keep my eyes on the road ahead while she sucks me good, hard, and quick, exactly how I like it, giving me the greatest pleasure and my hand grips her hair tighter. When she comes up, I press her head back down to shove myself deeper into her throat, and when she gags, my toes curl in my shoes.

"That's it, beautiful, just like that."

I can feel myself building up after a while of her deep throating me, and when I eventually come, I can feel my cock twitch in her throat as it releases, and she drinks every last fucking drop.

My eyes threaten to roll and my legs spasm as she continues to suck me through it. When it becomes too much, I yank on her hair, forcing her to look up at me, and when her watery eyes find mine, I smirk down at her, observing her flushed cheeks and swollen, come-coated lips.

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