Chapter Eighty-Nine: Past: Caught Red Handed

My head snapped to the side harshly and I felt pain on my cheek. Snapping out of my daze, I looked at her clearly and noticed she had slapped me hard. Looking at the mirror I could see her hand sprint and when I looked back there was a frown.

"Your hand has been in me, moving and moving with no direction. I try and lock eyes with you but your focus isn't here. It's somewhere else. I looked down and I can see you are still geared to fuck.

So which is it. choose your poison." She snapped. Her brown eyes meeting mine with spitting fire.

The fire began to burn me slightly and I felt myself get angry for a second. Not even my wife slaps me… that harlot doesn't find the courage to… I gripped her neck and tightened my hold. I watched her try and catch her breath. Clawing at my hand to let her go.

I turned her around and parted her globes. Neglecting her dripping entrance and went straight into her behind.