—Boogeyman—
“In the living room, now,” I order her.
Thought she was gonna get this sorry grunt to help her. Doesn’t she realize she isn’t going any-fuckin-where unless I give the order.
I don’t give her time to comply. I hook my arms under her armpits and lift her up off the ground, carrying her kicking to the front room.
“I just want to go home.” She sags against me, going limp in my arms as I sit on the couch and lay her across my lap. Ass up.
I am about to spank her ass as punishment but then the damn grunt comes down the hallway and I don’t like the funny look he’s giving me. “You got a problem?”
“Nope.” He keeps his head down as he takes the roll of carpet out the door.
“Didn’t fuckin’ think so.” I rub my hand along her ass cheeks, but with her pants in the way I can’t get a good feel. I go to jerk them down and she tries to shoot up, but I hold her in place.
She stops moving and stills completely when I pinch her hard on the side. I get her pants down easily enough, exposing her sweet ass that I’d love to slide my cock into and give it to her hard.
My big hand comes down hard on her bubbly bottom, marking her with my handprint. A small cry rips from her throat and my dick twitches beneath her.
“When you gonna learn not to disrespect me and do as your told.” My hand comes down on her other cheek. I stare at the red fingerprints like they are a fucking work of art on her skin.
Shelly wiggles, trying to break free of the hold I have on her. Keeping her in place I run my finger along the seam of her ass, getting a feel of the wetness between her thighs.
She fucking likes it rough. Princess is full of surprises.
“I hate you,” she chokes out as I rub over her reddened skin.
“I gave you some freedom, but I can easily take it away. Let this be a reminder.” With my free hand I grab a syringe from the pocket of my cut and inject her in the ass then pull her pants up.
There isn’t even time for her to react. The cocktail sends her ass straight to dreamland.
I ease out from under her sinful body and lay her on her side.
With the carpet out of the way I set to getting the bedroom set up.
I had the prospect go a town over and pick up a new bedroom suite and mattress.
I wasn’t about to lay my head where that nasty fucker had been sleeping. Probably pissed the damn bed. Made sure he got good sheets too—that Egyptian cotton.
I may be a hard man, but I like nice shit.
When I walk back into the living room to see where that little fucker who is supposed to be helping me went to, I find him in the kitchen drinking my beer and staring at my woman. He has this lovey expression on his face. Smiling at her with bright eyes. Big fucking mistake. I was thinking of letting him live but seems he is soft on Shelly. Can’t have him disrespecting me and mine. “Need you out back. Got a hole that needs dug.”
“Sure thing.” He sets the beer on the counter and I smile to myself knowing it’s the last drink the jackass will ever enjoy.
I follow him out the backdoor knowing Shelly won’t wake up anytime soon and when she does she is in for a surprise.
I direct him to the edge of the property where the woods begin.
“Gonna make a nice fire pit back here and put in a swimming pool eventually,” I tell him.
“You need the hole dug…now?”
“Yup.” I smile and stroke my beard. He should have kept his eyes off her.
I warned him.
“So she’s a real hot piece of ass, man. I would have kept her too.”
“What would you know about her ass? Told you not to fucking look at her.”
“I don’t mean anything by it. Just that she’s pretty. Ya know?” He waggles his brows and I want to smash his face in.
“No. I don’t know but I’ll be finding out soon when I fuck her brains out.”
He laughs and my fingers twitch for my gun. I’m ready to end this dumbass.
“Enough small talk. Get back to work.” I don’t want to know shit about him. Makes it easier when there is nothing personal standing between a man and a kill.
I know I am a heartless bastard. It’s got me this far and I intend on staying this way.
I leave him to it, so I don’t get tempted to off him before the hole is finished.
Inside Shelly is sleeping peacefully. Her lips twitch almost curving into a smile and I wonder what she’s dreaming about.
Probably her escaping me. That isn’t going to happen though. I’ll keep her until I get my fill then maybe I will sell her ass to Tiny Leone. I am sure he can find something to do with her.
I stroke her cheek and she smiles, exposing a dimple in her left cheek.
“Hmmph.” I snort when her smile fades and turns into a grimace.
I don’t want to cause her to wake so I go to the back bedroom to finish up.
Can’t have her sleeping on the couch for the duration of her stay.
Have plans for her.
“How deep you need this damn hole?” The worm looks up at me from his own grave, wiping the sweat beads from his brow.
Fucker has been digging for a few hours.
“That’s good.” I toss him a bottle of beer. It’s a waste of a cold one but whatever. I stare down at him as he enjoys the drink running down his throat.
Glancing up, he says, “Thanks, man.”
“Don’t mention it,” I snarl and pull the piece tucked in the back of my pants then I aim and shoot him dead between the eyes.
Fuck. Should have gotten the shovel from him first. Now I gotta crawl down in his damn hole and get it so I can cover him up.