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Knox
Anger warms my blood as I zero in on the Mercedes stationed under a large oak tree in the back of the parking lot.
The black SUV rocks ever so slightly with their movements, and all six windows start to fog up.
Gravel crunches beneath my boots as I make my way over to them.
They’re so into their forbidden fuckfest, they don’t hear me approach.
I stand behind a tree as one window rolls down and I hear their heavy breathing.
Bringing a cigarette to my lips, I light it, observing their little show.
Long red hair cascades down her back in a mess of silky waves, and her dress is pushed up those creamy thighs as she straddles him in the backseat, riding his pathetic cock to the finish line.
The old man sputters a curse, digging his fingers into her hips. “Shit.”
He pants and beads of sweat drip down his face as he reaches up and yanks the top of her dress down, exposing one of her tits.
I ignore the way my dick twitches when he sucks a pale, pink nipple into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” he sputters. “I’m go
She speeds up her movements, causing the SUV to rock a little more. “Me too.”
I grind my molars when she tilts her head back and moans, the action sounding every bit as fake as she is.
My new stepsister might have everyone at school fooled with the straight A, student body president, goody-two-shoes persona she likes to put on…
But I know the truth.
Aspen Falcone isn’t nearly as i
And in my experience, those people are the most dangerous.
The hypocrites who like to hide who they really are.
Pinching the cigarette between my fingers, I take another long drag, watching as Aspen unfastens herself from my uncle’s—and her dead dad’s best friend’s—dick and fixes her dress.
Smoke pours out of my mouth as I laugh under my breath.
The only thing better than killing a wild animal is catching it in a trap.
Because then they have nowhere to run.
Nowhere to hide.