Wild Bastard by Ella Savitskaya (most popular ebook readers .txt) 📗

I feel an acute desire to drag the seductive devil into the back room and get rid of her wet clothes, and then lick off every drop of sweat running down her neck with my tongue. I want to turn her back to me, put her hands against the wall, bend her lower back, and drive my cock into her hot hole. So that she stunned me with screams and rolled her eyes in pleasure. Just like when she'd cum on the bed from the innocent rubbing of my cock against her folds through two layers of clothing.

"Please, Reenah! Don't be such a bitch!" The man, who had been talking to my savage for about five minutes now, is getting my attention. I did not hear the meaning of the conversation, but I managed to notice how she clearly said "no" several times. "I'll bring it in tomorrow! I swear!"

"I can't, Mitch, what's not to understand? This isn't a place where you can drink on credit!" Rie answers, also raising her voice.

"You know me. Pour it! How hard can it be?" A man in an old dirty jacket asks with a slurred tongue.

I squint, taking a sip of beer as he bends over the counter and pulls his claws to her face. Reenah pulls away, and he almost falls behind the bar. The girl nudges him back in time.

"Mitch, go home!" Shouts in his face, trying to shout out loud the excited crowd. "You've had enough for today! I won't lend you money, don't ask for it! I need my own paycheck badly! "

"What kind of bitch are you, eh?" The asshole spits out angrily. He splashes his hands and, not having calculated his swing, hits her in the face with the back of his hand. Reenah flinches and grabs her cheek.

The black spot in front of my eyes sprawled out in jagged rips. I instinctively bent over Kevin, who is sitting next to me, and pull the jerk out of his chair by the scruff of his neck. He, realizing what he has done, guiltily covers his mouth with his hand.

"I'm sorry, Reenah, I'm sorry, baby, I didn't mean to."

But I'm already dragging him to the door.

"Matthew, don't!"

Reenah screams from behind me as I push the door open and drag the laggard outside. I'd blow his brains out for not being able to control his own movements, the drunkard. I push him forward. The body nearly falls over when it stumbles, but manages to hold on. It's okay, I'll fix it.

"Matthew"

Marina jumps out after me, and brakes sharply when she sees the man swaying in place, while I stand in front of him, clenching and unclenching my fists. I want to kill him terribly. It makes my bones crunch.

"Matthew, don't! Please!"

The savage's voice is a mixture of a request and a demand. The girl's confident hand rests on my fist and squeezes it tightly. I have always been bad at calming my rage, but now for some reason it works. Either the guilt on the asshole's face plays a role, or it's Reenah herself.

"Get out of here!" I say through gritted teeth as the drunk raises his hands, glaring at Reenah with a swimmering stare.

"I'm sorry, baby, it was an accident. I didn't mean to."

"I know, Mitch, go" Reenah sighs, and as the drunken body turns away and steps aside, she suddenly looks up at me. In the light of the lantern I can see her left cheek flushed.

"Why? She asks, staring at me with piercing eyes.

That's a good question. I don't know why. I usually stay out of it when people I know are dealing with their chicks, but I almost foamed at the sight of a savage girl flinching in pain.

"Is your shift over?" I ask, nodding at the bar.

"Yes"

"Then let's go home"

"I want to help Kate"

"Home, Reenah! If you don't want me to smash this barn, you'd better get ready! I'll be waiting in the car!"

I get into the car parked across the street. The girl should know by now that I don't throw words around. If I say I'll smash it, I'll smash it.

I take a pack of cigarettes out of my pocket and light one. I turn on the music, "Fame on Fire" blaring from the speakers while I wait for Rie to sit her ass down in the seat next to me. Trying to understand my own act and reaction. And catching the moment when the game started to take new turns and twists for me?