I walked back over to where she was standing, her eyes huge and darting around the room. I pulled the gun from my waist and put it in her hand. "Kill him," I said blankly.
"What?" She screamed and tried to shove the gun back in my hand, "You’re crazy! I am not going to shoot him. I won't do it."
"You will!" I got close to her ear, making sure that she heard every word I was about to say to her. "You want to be in my life; you want to be just mine, then you have to be able to prove it. This is what needs to be done."
Her hands started to shake, the gun hanging dangerously in her grip.
"He kills people, he sells drugs to women and children, you think he deserves the air he breathes?"
I switched to the other side, my mouth close to her ear. "You would let this scum disrespect me? You’d let him disrespect your town and your people? He’s a junkie and a thief."
"I can't do it, I can't," she whispered, the pressure of the decision hanging over her head wearing her down.
"Pull that trigger, Gianna. There’s nothing simpler. Just squeeze it and let the bullet do the rest."
"No, please, don't do it. I'll change. I'll be better. I can get clean. I don't want to die. I never will do it again."
I moved a strand of hair away from the side of her face before I leaned back in and spoke the devil's words into her ear. "How many times has your brother said the same thing?"
The gun went off abruptly, the bullet missing his head but managing to catch him dead center in his throat. The chair tipped back with him in it.
"Oh my god." She whispered the gun, tipping all the way forward in her hand. I grabbed it before she could drop it to the floor.
"Good girl. That's my good fucking girl." I grabbed her by the neck and turned her towards me. Our teeth crashed as I smashed my face to hers. She’d taken her first life and with only a little bit of prodding. I pulled back and looked into her eyes, a little bit of that innocence that she’d been carrying around was now forever gone. My dick got hard just thinking about the other ways I could corrupt her. I was evil, I knew it, I was hoping I met my match in Gianna.
"Fuck, why am I so hot right now. That was horrible; it was so wrong." She murmured to herself as her hands fought furiously to get my belt unbuckled.
She pulled her hands back; they were shaking so hard, “I am so fucking on edge right now. I can’t stop shaking.”
I reached into my pocket and pulled out a little vial of blow. I put a small mound on my hand in the space between my thumb and pointer finger. I put it to my nose and deliberately held one nostril and sniffed. I let the sparks fly in my mind as I put more in the same spot and turned it towards her.
“No way, I don’t do that stuff.” Her mouth uttered the words, but her eyes never my hand.
“It’ll be good, and it’ll calm you down. Trust me. I’ll never tell you wrong.” I whispered to her; I was her little devil, speaking temptation and evil into her ears.
“It’s ok?” She asked a soft voice coming from my wildcat.
“I’m here with you, babe, take the ride with me.”
She leaned forward, and just like I had done moments ago, she snorted it. She coughed a few times, but the shakiness that she’d had a few moments prior was slowly going away. She curled her hands around my neck and kissed me a few times. Her hands dropped back down to my belt.
I pulled the large shirt over her head, stopping the motion of her hands for a second. She got my pants open and dropped down to her knees without any prodding. She took my cock to the back of her throat while she noisily slurped on my shaft. My eyes rolled back in pleasure.
She moaned loudly as her giving me pleasure was giving herself pleasure. She let my dick fall out her mouth with a pop. "Shepard, I need you, please." Her hand tugged on her pants, inches away from her mound. I picked her up from the floor and sat her down on a table that was in the room. I pulled her pants down and could smell her sweet scent. She always smelled so fresh, so clean. I bent my knees and fell between her legs, and she let out a gasp as she realized what I was about to do. I never did like to eat pussy, I had only done it a few times in my life, but for her, I could think of nothing more I wanted to do. I sucked and lapped at her moist fuckbox; her body trembled above me in pleasure.
"Oh fuck, Shepard, don't stop." She ran her fingers on top of my head and kept my face buried in her pussy just the way she wanted it. It didn't take long before she was exploding all over my lips, even her cum tasted fresh. I loved that shit, part of me wanted to make her do it again. Only my aching cock stopped me; I wanted my nut.
"What the hell are you doing to me?" I stood up and gingerly angled my cock into her pussy. She put a hand out to stop me.
"Shepard, don't play, are you clean?"
"What do you think, girl?"
She didn't move, "I'm serious, this is my life we’re discussing. Are you clean?"
I rolled my eyes, but she did have a point, "I get checked every three months, I never fuck any of the whores without a rubber, no anal, nothing. Always protected."
She still didn't move, trying to figure out if I was telling the truth.
"I promise you; I wouldn't lie about something like that."
She let her arm drop down, and I slowly pushed myself inside of her, my bare cock finally able to feel every nook and nuance of that tight pussy that’d mesmerized me from our first encounter. It was even better than I imagined. "Fuck me." I let my head fall back as I got adjusted to her. She took my exclamation as a personal challenge.
"Your wish, my command." She raised her hips off the table and swiveled her hips on my dick. My legs nearly buckled.
There was no way I was going to go out like that. I grabbed her ass and picked up the pace. Her screams were forcing me to move faster. "Damn Gianna, I fucking love this shit. I can't get enough of you. I can't stop." I pounded into her with reckless abandon, chasing ecstasy of my own.
"Shep...I'm...cumming again, cumming, oh god!" She shivered, and her cunt squeezed down hard on me. It was almost painful; it was so much pressure. I pushed through, my orgasm within reach.
"Fucking hell!" I growled and let my head fall to her chest. My cocked pulsed stream after hot stream of semen straight into her honey hole.
"That was so bad, why did I get so hot after I did that?" Gianna had her hand to her mouth the gravity of what she’d done still lingering in her mind.
"Hey, he was going to die one way or another. You did the world a favor by getting rid of a scumbag like him. Don't you waste one fucking second thinking about that. I can tell you exactly why you were turned on." I stood up, my cock still hard enough to stay inside of her and palmed both of her large breasts. I rolled them around expertly, and her eyelids partially closed, the lust rushing back to the forefront of her mind. "It feels so good to be bad."
She smiled and swiveled her hips a little, the little minx trying to arouse me again so she could get off again. I felt something wet drop on my thigh, and when I looked at where the two of us were joined, I could see my cum dripping out of her pussy. I’d claimed her, and I didn't think I would ever let her go.