Page 215 of Sincerely, Butterfly

WESLEY

“Come here.” I lean back in my chair, beckoning her with two fingers.

With flushed cheeks and messy hair, she climbs off Sylas’ lap. Getting to her shaky legs, she walks over to me.

I watch her with lidded eyes, my cock aching for her sweet cunt. Watching her with Sylas made me want her, too.

Pulling my cock free, I give it a stroke, rubbing the pre-cumbeading at the tip over the head of my cock before letting it lie on my stomach and putting my arms on the chair’s rest.

She knows what to do without even having to be asked. It sends a surge of pride through me as she straddles my lap, Sylas’ cum still leaking from her used cunt. She grips my cock and brings it to her entrance. Biting her lip, she locks eyes with me as she lowers herself on my dick.

My head tilts back, but I keep my eyes open, a small growl rumbling in my throat.

Her hands find my shoulders, using them for leverage as she starts to slowly ride me. She moves up and down on my cock like a fucking carousel ride.

“I’ve been watching you three,” she admits in a breathy moan as she takes me deep. “For a while now.”

“Watching us?” I grunt. “Are you telling me we have our own little stalker?”

Her cheeks flush for a whole new reason, and I chuckle.

“Mhhm,” I hum. “You really are crazy.”

She bites her lip, nodding as she keeps riding me. Every shift of her hips is fucking heaven. I’ve always loved rough sex, but this? Because it’s her, I fucking love it.

“I’ve known about the girls you fucked and the kind of things you like for a long time now. When I found out how you felt about me, that you called those other girls by my name when you had them at your mercy, using them for your sick fucked up pleasure, I was thrilled. But I was also jealous."

“Why was that?” I ask her, lifting up her shirt.

“Because…” she trails off, whimpering when I lean forward and bite down hard on her breast before sucking her nipple into my mouth. Her hips work faster, her moans increasing. “I wanted it to be me. I wanted you to do to me what you did to them.”

“So, what?” I ask, releasing her nipple with a pop. Leaning back, I groan as she bucks her hips even faster. She just came moments ago, but she rides me like she needs more. “You decided to kill them all?”

She shakes her head. “Not the people from your past. I didn’t kill anyone until Scarlett. I followed you and knew what you were doing there.”

“And you killed her for it?”

“No,” she mewls. “I killed her because of the things she was telling me. I got mad, and I acted without thinking. I did what I’ve imagined doing to her for years.”

“What did she say, Little Rabbit?” I ask, brushing her still-damp hair from her face as it hangs forward, framing her face.

“I was mad that, out of all the girls in this town, you fuckedher.” She whimpers, the hurt in her tone mixing with the pleasure she’s feeling. “I left because I didn’t want to hear you with her. When I came back, I saw the state she was in.”

There's a sick little grin on her face that makes me chuckle.

“You liked how bad we fucked her up, didn’t you, baby?” I chuckle, rubbing my hands up and down her thighs. “We did that just for you.”

She nods. “Scarlett didn’t like that I saw her like that, so she lost it on me. She said I was nothing to you, and that she was going to be the one by your sides while you ruled this city, having your babies that would take over for you one day. She said you’d never pick me, that you would always choose to be with other women, but never me. That she would be the one you came home to every night, your fucking queen.” She grows angrier with every added comment, her thrusts more frantic, her fingers digging into my shoulders.

“I just wanted her to shut up, to stop talking. So I stabbed her in the fucking throat.” Nola hisses as she grinds her pussy down on my cock, making me grunt as my balls threaten to burst. “I couldn’t let her have you. You are mine. All of you are mine. I killed her, and every other girl who thought they could have what is fucking mine.” She cries out when I dig my nails into her ass, roughly fucking her on my cock. “Because you are mine. Only mine.”

Her unhinged possessiveness is fucking hot. It makes me fucking feral.

“That's right, Little Rabbit. We’re yours,” I growl. “We’ve always been yours. And you made sure of that, didn’t you?”

“Yes.” She nods frantically. She’s close, I can feel it.

My lips curl into a cruel smile. “You want to cum, don’t you?”