Chapter 8:
---reality---
I killed her best friend that probably makes me an asshole, but Jackson is a fucking serial killer not a pussy who'd just let someone ruin his relationship. "Fuck it, "I mutter clicking save on the document before closing it and getting up from the desk where my laptop is sitting. I walk passed the unfamiliar bed and walk towards the bathroom. I smile when I hear the shower running, he must be back from his morning jog. I strip out of the t-shirt I am wearing and walk into the bathroom. The steam immediately envelops me and I breath deep inhaling his scent. Yeah, I am fucked but I don't care. I pull open the shower door and step inside with him. The water falls over his muscles like waves making them glisten. He finishes washing his abdomen and turns to face me. I smirk and drop slowly to my knees catching his half-erect dick in my hands. I pump them for moment before encircling the head with my tongue and sucking him into my mouth. He tastes of dark mahogany and man, I moan and slide him deeper down my throat loving the way it makes me feel powerful to hear him curse and grab my hair in his hands. Apparently it gets too much for him because he pulls out of my mouth with a growl and hoists me up onto the wall of the shower entering me in one swift motion.
"I am too old for this shit," he complains as our slippery bodies slide against each other and he has to fight to find purchase.
I chuckle and slide down turning around and bracing my hands on the side of the shower. "This way should be easier old boy, "I mock him and wiggle my ass.
He smacks my ass hard enough to cause me to yelp, "I should fuck it just to teach you to tease me." He slide his fingers towards my rosebud and applies a gentle pressure, "not in here though. Shower sex is overrated."
---book---
Teagan watches in terrified fascination as Jackson dismembers Mercy's body. He places each body part in a thick black bags, then he wraps the bag in black duct tape. After he is finished he tells Teagan to follow him and she does. He takes her into the kitchen area where all the floor boards are missing and there are ten six foot holes in the ground. "Bring me the bags, " he tells her as he drops the one he was carrying into the nearest hole. Teagan fights the urge to cry as she carries piece after piece of her friend and watches her boyfriend drop them into holes. "In the corner there is a bucket of cement, it's heavy so be careful but bring it to me."
Heavy wasn't quite the word for it. Teagan ended up having to push the thing over to him and was so out of breath afterwards that she sat down on the dirty floor and put her head between her legs. "What are you doing now?"
"This is pre-made cement, I am covering the bags with it to prevent the decomposition of the body from attracting problems," he says as he dumps some of the mixture in each of the holes. He then grabs a shovel and starts filling the holes back in once finished he turns around and walks to a stack of wood by the wall. "We are going to be staying here tonight, " he tells her as he grabs one of the floorboards and places it back where it belonged.
Teagan's eyes widen and she makes a face, "It's really gross here." She whines knowing she sounds ridiculous it could be her the holes not Mercy after all.
Jackson stops and wipes sweat off his brow, "There is a room upstairs and water to clean with. Go ahead I will be up when I am done here."
---reality---
Shower sex, is great Sterling is just mad that he is old and now his knees hurt. I had him drop me off at the library instead of home because I wanted to check out a new book that Devon recommended for me to read. It is not about falling in love with a bad guy but instead falling in love with the wrong guy and all the emotions that they both get to experience when doing so. It sounded intriguing and although Sterling says I finally nailed the sex scene I want others to believe the romance is real, at least for Teagan. "Hello, I was wondering if the library carried a book called Hale by K. Webster."
