“My mother was just like you, letting my worthless father beat her up day after day and lying for him the whole time it went on. The ultimate lie, the ultimate betrayal, was when she gave me away. She put me up for adoption just because he didn’t want me. She chose a fucking abuser over her own child.”
“Freeze!” Agent Turner called out, making his way around the corner to see a woman standing over Angel. She looked completely unstable and was holding a knife that she was waving around erratically.
“Put the fucking knife down,” Rene growled, working her way in behind the suspect.
“She deserves to die.”
“She’s not a victim of abuse. She was raped by two boys who gave her a ride.”
“No, no, she admitted she went with them to get high.”
“And you killed them, right?”
“Yes. Yes, I did.”
“Then you’ve already doled out retribution for the offense. Why hurt her?”
The women looked back and forth between them like she was disoriented. Agent Turner used the moment of confusion to fire off a shot that lodged in her shoulder and caused her to drop the knife.
Rene ran over, quickly kicked the knife out of the way, and removed handcuffs from her waist to restrain the suspect.
Sirens could be heard as backup arrived to secure the scene. Having her off the streets would mean safety at last. That is, until the next case.
Chapter Twenty Two
“That’s it. Breathe,” she whispered as she barely lowered down on his cock.
“Rene, I can’t take anymore of you teasing me.”
“I asked you to shut up. Since you can’t seem to listen, I’ll shut you up myself.”
She moved, positioning her pussy over his mouth. He thrashed against the ropes she had used to tie him down to the bed.
“That’s a good boy. I know how to put that mouth of yours to good use.”
His lips went to work and his tongue lapped at her juices like he couldn’t get enough.
“Such a greedy boy,” she taunted as she turned her body enough to fist his swollen cock in her hand. She purposely ground down onto his face, sending him into a feeding frenzy as she came.
“Now that… will get you fucked.” She lowered her body down onto his cock roughly, pumping her hips rapidly until he cried out as he spilled his seed in her. She grabbed a handful of his hair and bent down to growl in his ear. “If I ever see another woman grab you and hug you like Angel did when you came to her rescue, I’m going to put you in a chastity device until your balls shrivel up like raisins.”
She jumped up to head to the shower.
“Rene, Rene, please untie me. I promise I’ll be good.”
She peeked around the corner and eyed every inch of him slowly like she was debating the merits of leaving him there. She must have taken pity on him because she finally relented and made her way back over to untie him.
“Don’t be too good. I’m having a lot of fun disciplining you. Oh, and don’t call me Rene. It’s Mistress Bitch to you, boy.”
She took off towards the shower with him trailing closely behind her. She grabbed the shampoo and began washing his long, layered hair as she spoke. “Who would have thought the killer would turn out to be the librarian’s daughter?”
“Yeah, I know. The trip of it is that she got access to that chat room because she’s a victim herself.”
“Yeah,” Rene answered as she reached for the conditioner. It’s horrifying that she then used it to hunt for victims, conveniently picking a profile name for herself that would implicate her mother.”
“Yes,” he answered, “and took it a step further, killing her victims in the same manner that her father died. She knew all of the evidence would point back to her mother. I guess framing her was her way of getting revenge.”
David sighed, “I feel bad for the mother. Her marriage was fucked up and her relationship with her kid was too.”
“She has a chance for redemption by raising the boy.”
“Well, I’m certain she’ll be more focused on doing right by him with all that she’s been through.”
“Under the water so I can rinse you off, boy.”
He nuzzled her neck, “I’m your boy.”
“Yes, you are my boy. Now, let’s get out of here and get some sleep. I’m exhausted.”
They exited the shower, dried off, and made their way to bed.
David wrapped the woman he adored in his arms, spooning against her. They were already asleep when the answering machine went off…
Guys, this is your captain speaking. You’ve got another case. Get a good night’s sleep and get with me first thing in the morning. Don’t even try to act like she didn’t sleep at your place either, Agent Turner…
The End… until the next case…
Charles is a man who was born into wealth and power. Mix that in with his copper colored hair and tan, fit body and you have the makings of a real playboy.
Charles could have any woman that he wants but he wants Melanie.
Having an obsession with Melanie wouldn't be such a problem if it weren't for the fact that Charles is a serial killer.
Before it's over, not only will you be curious as to how Melanie ended up bonding with a serial killer, you’ll question how you did as well... This is a dark, erotic tale that will pull you in and have you wondering why and how Charles Wentworth III found redemption in your eyes...
Black Rose is available on Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Suzanne-Steele/e/B00C9L6YRQ
Look for Episode two coming soon to Amazon.
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