Call for a Good Time
Chapter 14
He smirked, watching them through the window. If they thought those stupid charges were going to hold them they were sadly mistaken. He had the highest paying lawyer in the tri-state area. They hadn't been able to hold him for more than a few hours before they were forced to release him, at least until a court date which his lawyer was going to get him out of if he didn't want the whole bar association finding about his hooker and coke addiction. He had made sure to get a different car before he parked across from the house and waited. Merle had left an hour ago, and they were taking full advantage of that.
She was on top of him, her hips rotating, moving slowly back and forth, her head thrown back on her shoulders. Her breasts looked edible as the swayed with her body, her hair cascading down her back in long waves. He had to bite his lip when she dropped her jaw, moaning as her body shook. He wanted to do nothing but run in there, kill him, and take her while he bled on the sheets. It was taking everything he had to stay in his car.
He grabbed his phone as they switched positions. He had no desire to stare at his naked ass. He dialed Ed's number. "Yeah?"
"Time to go to work. Merle should be at the fishing store, he took the truck and his pole."
Ed grunted into the phone. "Alright, you sure you want to go through with this?" he asked.
He rolled his eyes and glanced back at the window. "I paid you didn't I?" He snapped.
Ed sighed. "Fine, I'm going." All he had to do now was wait for the other Dixon to leave the house. Then she'd be his and there would be nothing anyone could do about it. He licked his lips, thinking of what was going to come. He couldn't wait to feel her nails in his back.
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Beth sighed, content and satiated as she cuddled into Daryl's sides. Saturdays were the best. Merle spend the whole day fishing so they usually walked around naked, or somewhat naked, made love three or four times wherever the mood struck them, and then after Merle got home had their own personal fish fry. She honestly loved her life. She frowned a little when Daryl's phone started ringing and he reached over to answer it. "Hello…fuck, is he okay…yeah I'm on my way."
"What happened? Beth sat up and started to grab her clothes.
"Just stay here." He pulled on his clothes quickly. "Merle got into a fight and got pretty fucked up. He's at the hospital. Just wait here okay? He's going to be foul and he's going to feel like an ass if he snaps at you."
Beth sighed and nodded, lying back down on the bed. "Okay, just be careful."
Daryl walked over and kissed her. "Always."
She smiled as he walked out and rolled onto her side, staring at the wall just thinking about how much she loved her life. She sighed and stood up, walking to the bathroom and starting the shower. While the water was heating up she pulled her robe on, just in case, and walked to the kitchen and grabbed a glass of water. When she turned around to head back to the bathroom she screamed and dropped the glass, it shattered all over the floor.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she demanded as Shane advanced on her, the broken glass crunching under his feet.
"Those pathetic charges wouldn't hold me for long," he sneered, pinning her to the counter. Beth didn't know what to do. Her eyes darted towards the knives but they were too far away. He smirked and fisted his hand into her hair and yanked it back. "There's no one here to save you." He crushed his mouth to hers and forced his tongue into her mouth. Beth did the only thing she could and bit down on it hard. Shane growled and pulled back and she could see the blood pooling, staining his teeth. "You're going to pay for that you little slut." He back handed her hard across the face and dragged her across the floor towards the bedroom kicking and screaming.