The Darkness Inside Us (A Detective King Suspense Thriller) (A Detective King Novel Book 3) Read Free Page A

piece of shit boyfriend and was ready to have some fun. Of course, a muscular silhouette in the pale moonlight was enough for her to swoon. She clearly wasn’t in her right mind and I wasn’t about to let her get into her car as she fumbled for her keys.
    “Mind if I drive you home?” I said to her with a charming smile that I could always conjure for times like these. She looked at me with her drunken, happy eyes and smiled back at me. “I’m a Marine, miss, you can trust me.”
    It took all of twenty minutes to find her house. Her parents were out of town for some sort of couples’ retreat, apparently they’d fallen on pretty rocky times. The house was all hers and her brother’s and she hadn’t seen him for days. He was on a videogame bender and was living off of Mountain Dew and chips. I pitied the boy. There were plenty of better options out there. What kind of a kid sits in his room and plays videogames while his parents are out? I sat in the driveway with her for a while, listening to her bitch about her boyfriend and how she was so much better off without him. Honestly, I couldn’t stand listening to her. She sounded like a harpy that was overly needy and controlling. Good for him. I’m glad he got out while he could. That wasn’t going to stop me from fucking her brains out though.
    Eventually she leaned over and planted a kiss on me and she smelled like lemonade, she even tasted like it, with a hint of a bite of alcohol to it. As I kissed her I pulled her closer, telling her the things that she wanted to hear. I told her that she was beautiful, that she was strong. I told her that she was the kind of woman that a man should cherish and treasure. I’m sure all of those things are true, but I’m not that man. I told her that she deserved the world and that she was an angel. As we made out, I became harder and harder. Just touching her stomach, her inner thighs, experimenting with how far she’d let me go, she started moaning. She wanted some and I was more than willing to give it to her.
    When I asked if she wanted to go all the way, she brought me inside, sneaking past her brother’s room where pale blue light bled out from under the door. That leads us to now, where I’m running my fingers over her panties, climbing on top of her and licking her neck. I rub her slit harder and harder, listening to her moan as she squirms under me. I wonder how many other girls like her are out there. She’s the first I’ve had since I came home and I don’t know what I was thinking. I should have gone out and found girls like her the moment I got back. I had hoped that Hope would be the girl that I could spend my time with, but that had been a bust. Instead, I’m stuck with this girl and I’m absolutely okay with that. I lean down and kiss her cleavage, pulling her shirt down with my chin and breathing in her scent.
    “Fuck me, soldier,” she smiles and giggles. “Fuck me harder than you’ve ever fucked anyone before.”
    “Yes, ma’am,” I smile as her greedy fingers start to undo my belt. Hungrily, she shoves my pants and boxers down and I kick them off.
    I don’t waste any time. She’s soaking wet and I claw her panties down to her ankles and she flings them across the room with a flick of her long, delicate legs. In the darkness of her room, I imagine that she’s Hope, beautiful, luscious Hope. As she’s lying there on the bed, I wonder about putting a condom on, but I decide that I’ll pull out. I’ll be fine. Grabbing under her knees, I pull her close, guiding my cock inside of her. When I find the perfect spot, I ram into her. I hear her gasp and I know that it’s harder than she wanted it, but she asked for it hard. Lifting her up off the bed, I start ramming her again and again, using my new build to lift her and pull her toward me like she’s a rag doll. I love this strength, this power. I listen as she starts to moan louder and louder, letting the orgasm build. Unfortunately for me, I