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She kept to her word and waited for me.

The house on the quiet street. The diamond ring on her finger. That was all fake. That was her playing a part. A backup plan.

I can’t fault her for that.

The second I touched her, we both knew she had never stopped being mine.

Which means I need to keep my promise to her.

More than the violence. More than the sexual fantasies.

I make a fist and punch the wall so hard the cheap tile splinters.

My Katie needs me to love her.

I watchher walk down the sidewalk toward my truck.

She’s had to walk a full block already, and I’m not sure if it even fucking matters anymore. I can’t imagine anyone in her perfectly purchased neighborhood seeing her in a black dress walking down the sidewalk and not think something is up with her.

I toss all that out of the way.

Look at her.

My hands grip the bottom of the steering wheel as my cock thickens once more.

She’s now moving into the frame of the headlights on my truck.

The black dress working in her favor and definitely in mine.

I feel a sense of jealously already starting to kick up. I want to gouge the eyes out of anyone who looks at my Katie girl.

Even though I told her to dress like this.

Her hips sway, gently curved, the black dress hugging with tender care.

Her cleavage dips down into a viciousV, leaving no need to stir up the imagination at the size and shape of her tits.

She’s wearing some kind of necklace too that rests perfectly at the top of her cleavage. It’s impossible not to look at her tits. Which means it’s impossible for me to not want to kill someone tonight.

Her hair is pulled back and slightly up, just tossed together with some massive looking hair clip. You want to talk about doing the minimum and looking beautiful, this is it. There’s not even the faintest smear or hint of makeup on my Katie girl’s face either. Nothing sexier than her natural beauty.

She hurries in front of the lights on the pickup truck, then gets up into the passenger seat.

She puts her hands on her lap and looks at me.

I’m not sure I’ve ever seen my Katie girl look this beautiful before.

I catch my breath in my throat, unable to comprehend for a second that she can have this sort of effect on me.

I quickly throw my right hand out and grab the back of her neck.

“Get over here, darling,” I order.

She turns and places her hands on the middle of the front seat of the truck.

Her tits pour from the top of her dress.

She’s moving in position as though she’s going to suck my cock.