Total pages in book: 36
Estimated words: 34054 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 34054 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 170(@200wpm)___ 136(@250wpm)___ 114(@300wpm)
“I had no idea,” Billie huffs, pushing her ass into me.
I fist her long, dark hair and yank her head back. “Why don’t you show some gratitude and suck Lars’ dick?”
“He’s passed out.”
I point to the phone recording us. “Don’t worry, Billie. He’ll appreciate it during the playback.”
“Cain, he won’t even know what’s going on.”
“You kink shaming him?”
“I’m worried. Doesn’t a chokehold cause brain damage? I thought he’d wake up once you let go.”
I laugh.
“This isn’t funny.”
I grip her hips and pause inside her, holding her to me. “He has sleeping pills. I threw half a pill in his drink.”
“What the fuck, Cain? You can’t mix sleeping pills with alcohol. What’s wrong with you?”
I pull out of her and hoist her to me. “Lars doesn’t drink.”
Billie turns her head, eyes locked with mine. “Yes, he does. I saw him with the whiskey bottle.”
Stepping away from Billie, I walk over to the various liquor bottles by the table and hand one to her. Grey Goose.
Billie shakes her head. “I don’t drink.”
“Neither does he. Smell it.”
Hesitant hands grip the neck of the bottle and Billie brings it to her nose. “Water?”
“Yes. It’s an act. Kaye’s idea. What kind of rock stars with our image live sober? Marley and Iggy drink, but Lars and I don’t. After what happened with you, he spiraled and it got pretty bad. He was drunk every night. I can deal with a lot of things but I won’t stand by and watch another person I love become a slave to an addiction. Guess I was lucky cause Lars loved me more than booze. He got clean and hasn't had a drink in nine years.”
“Lars is an alcoholic?”
“Not sure. He went months without a drink, but his binges were bad. They lasted for weeks. He goes to meetings now. That was why we decided to wear masks on stage. So he could stop into a meeting in any town and not worry about fans recognizing him.”
“But… even when we met… Why did he pretend then?”
I chuckle. “He wanted you to think he didn’t give a fuck. He’s scared of being abandoned by you, Billie. He figured you’d leave anyway and his heart would be broken. He thought if he was the villain, he wouldn’t feel rejected when you left.”
Billie gazes at Lars lovingly.
I grab her waist and push her down. “Let’s get on with this.”
“He’s knocked out cold, Cain. He can’t consent.”
“He consents. If you want, I can pull out the videos. We’ve been doing this for years. I discovered I got off on somnophilia, and he got off on watching the video after.”
I thrust into Billie roughly as she opens her mouth to speak again, digging my fingers into her flesh. “Billie, I love you, I really do, but it’s time for you to be a good girl. Shut the fuck up and suck some dick.”
I push two fingers into her pussy, rubbing them against my dick to cover them in her blood before smearing them over her body.
“Fuckin’ beautiful,” I grunt, staring at my bloody fingerprints plastered all over her bare back. I push my fingers into her pussy again, covering them in crimson before sucking her off me. “You’re such a good girl for letting Daddy taste your bloody cunt until he’s nice and full.”
Billie moans each time I dip into her cunt, savoring the sensation of being stuffed full as she gags on Lars’ dick. “That’s it, pretty girl. Choke on that fat dick until your throat is raw.”
Billie pushes back against my dick, begging for more.
“Remember what to do if you want it to end,” I say, pressing my foot to her head and holding her firmly against Lars. Her thrashing body sends a thrill through me. “The next time you hesitate to jump when I give you an order, you’ll be the one passed out on the floor. You know the rules, Tinkerbell. Follow them.”
Billie moans and moves her hand between her legs.
“Did that make you horny, my little slut? Is your pathetic cunt begging to come? Only good girls get to come, Billie, and you’re nothing but a bloody fuck hole.”
Heaven is the two people below me. The two halves of my heart. My future, my past, my everything.
My thrusts increase in tempo and my fingers dig into Billie’s flesh as I explode, releasing into her warm, tight cunt just as Billie’s mouth floods with Lars’ cum.
“Fuck, I missed this,” I whisper. I lift her off the ground and press my mouth to hers. My tongue delves between her lips as I gather Lars’ cum.
Billie smiles at me as I push her to the ground. I spread her legs, opening her pussy wide. Bending, I gaze at her face before spitting the cum on her swollen clit.
“Cain,” Billie whispers.
“Tell me what you want, Tinkerbell. Be my filthy little slut and demand I eat out your cunt. Force me to lick it clean for you, baby.”