Vicious by Sinden West Read Free Book Online Page B

stupid idea? Raymond,” I told her.
    She sighed. “Raymond is stupid. Full stop.” She turned to face me now. “But he hasn’t served his purpose yet so don’t lecture me.”
    I shrugged. “Whatever, I don’t care.”
    “Hey,” She sat up. “Look what he bought me to make up for it.” She held out her hand to show the dark red stones that encircled her finger and flickered in the sun. “Man, I love it when guys buy me pretty things.”
    I snorted. “Yeah, because it makes up for all the bad stuff.” I grabbed my bag and got to my feet. “I’ve got to get going and start dinner. You coming?”
    She shook her head, lying down again. “No, I’m going to stay here. It’s nice here.”
    I left her in her stoned haze imagining a better life.
    “You’re late,” Diana snapped as I walked in the door. She pushed a potato peeler at me. “Get started. Glynn and I are going out tonight, and I don’t want to be late.”
    That was surprising. Usually Diana was at her church , and Glynn didn’t move his lethargic bulk from his spot in front of the TV. “Where?” I asked. “Is it a special occasion?”
    She smiled. “Glynn’s joining me at church.” Then she barked out a laugh. “Hey, miracles do happen!” I smiled and turned away to start on the potatoes. I wondered how much nagging it had taken to get him to join her. He didn’t seem overly excited about the idea as we ate dinner. He kept straining his head to watch the TV as he ate. Diana had actually smeared lipstick over her thin lips; the orange clashed with her yellow teeth.
    “You look nice,” I told her as we cleaned the kitchen. And she did look nice, for her. She had even put on tiny gold earrings that peaked out underneath her hair. She smiled in response.
    “Thanks, Violet.” She took a breath. “Well, it’s time to get going.” She lowered her voice.  “I hope he doesn’t embarrass me in front of the pastor.”
    “I’m sure he won’t,” I told her, and she paused and watched me for a second.
    “You can be a real sweetheart sometimes, you know that?”
    I was stumped for a second before I stuttered out. “Thanks.” That was the kindest thing that she had ever said to me. I watched as she nagged him out the door, her voice fading as it closed behind them. I almost felt sorry for her. She obviously thought that him joining her at church might rekindle or repair their marriage.
    I could hear Ewan’s music thumping down the hall, and for once I had the living room to myself. I could have watched TV or something, but everything here seemed so faded an d old that the room depressed me, so I returned to my bedroom. It was still sparse, but at least it was mine. I lay on my bed and started to do homework, but it was boring, and I soon found myself drifting off to sleep.
    I woke up to a heavy hand around my throat. I tried to buck up and away, but Ewan sat on my chest, straddling me and effectively pinning my arms “Shh,” he whispered. His cock was out, and he was stroking himself over my face.
    “Stop it,” I managed to say, but I was scared that all the air was going to be cut off soon , and I just concentrated on trying to breathe and not panic.
    “Almost done,” his voice was shaky, and he jerked suddenly, and then kept jerking. I let out a whine and tried to turn my trapped head away, but he wasn’t having any of that. “No.” He released his dick and lightly tapped my face with his hand. “Keep your fucking eyes open, bitch or I’ll make you take it in your mouth.” He went back to stroking himself, and the jerking started again. The cum spurted out over me in revolting strings, and I kept my mouth clamped shut as some of it hit my lips. He gave a sigh as he finished, and relaxed into a smile. “Now, that wasn’t so bad was it?” Another slap was delivered to the side of my face that wasn’t covered in his semen, and I almost whimpered at that. But he released my throat, and I took long dragging, panicked breaths