blood-curdling rage filled her.
Rob was on his knees, holding onto this very skinny waist, and had his head thrown back as he grunted with each thrust. Naggie couldn’t speak, couldn’t move as she was in a kind of trace watching her boyfriend fucking not just a woman, but that skanky ass bitch, Tally. It took Rob and Tally a whole minute of continued fucking before they realized they had an audience. Tally looked over, still on her hands and knees, and smiled. Rob gave one more thrust before turning and looking at her. He was sweaty, and beads of perspiration dripped down his chest. The “Oh shit” look that crossed his face was priceless, but Naggie was seeing red and was about to beat someone’s ass.
“I didn’t expect you home this soon.”
“That’s obvious.” Venom dripped from Naggie’s voice, and she was barely holding onto her control. But then again she didn’t know why she hadn’t kicked both of their asses right now.
“ Naggie , baby.”
She held up her hand, then realized it was shaking uncontrollably due to how fucking pissed she was. Naggie curled her hand into a fist. “You don’t get to fucking call me that every again, you worthless piece of shit.” Naggie couldn’t remember being this mad. What made this whole situation even worse was that Rob was fucking the same woman—the town slut. Tally was the same woman who had tried to pick up Rob at the bar over six months ago, and the same one Naggie should have royally fucked up back then. “What the fuck.” She had said it more to herself than directed at either of them, but then when Rob pulled out of Tally, and that slut’s grin grew, something inside of Naggie just snapped.
“ Naggie , this not what it looks like.”
She felt her eyes widen, and this incredulous laugh came from her. “Not what it looks like? I’ll tell you what it looks like…” She sucked in a lungful of air, feeling her entire body shake from her anger now. She may be short and small in the body frame department, but she had a temper to rival an enraged bull. “My now ex-boyfriend has his dick in the town slut’s dirty ass cunt. That is what it fucking looks like.”
Rob, with his tattoos and piercings, and that willowy kind of body, used to turn her on, but now all she could picture was him sticking it into the woman that got around with nearly every guy in town.
“How about you leave and let us finish.” Tally smiled, and actually lay back on the bed—the fucking bed Naggie had slept in with Rob.
And that was the straw that broke the fucking camel’s back. The red haze that covered her vision filled every inch of her body, and without thinking or holding back any longer, she went into the room, over to Tally, and grabbed that skank by her hair. Tally squeaked out, but the skinny bitch wasn’t any match for the rage that consumed Naggie . She felt possessed, angrier than she had ever felt before. She hauled Tally off the bed, and the bitch struggled out of her grasp. She may have been smaller than Tally, but she had the strength of ten grown ass men right now, or at least she felt like she did.
“You bitch.” Tally squealed out, clawed at Naggie’s hand, and then started asking for Rob to help her. But Rob was a big pussy and stayed right where he was.
Naggie grabbed off the floor the strips of material that Tally considered clothes, and hauled her out of the bedroom, down the hallway, and kicked her trampy ass out of the house.
“You bitch. Rob isn’t going to stop seeing me.” Tally was scrambling to put her clothes on as she stood on the front porch. “In fact he’s been fucking me for the last three months.” Tally grinned, but she looked like the damn Joker because her red lipstick was smeared across her face. “You remember that night he went out with his buddies.” Tally slipped her shirt over her head, and the thing barely covered her big, fake tits. “Yeah, met him up, and he jumped right at the opportunity to get laid
Peter Dickinson, Robin McKinley