Back Unhinged Cain
Chapters (44)
  1. Title Page
  2. Contents
  3. Copyright
  4. Also by BROOKLYN CROSS
  5. WARNING
  6. Playlist
  7. Prologue
  8. Chapter 1
  9. Chapter 2
  10. Chapter 3
  11. Chapter 4
  12. Chapter 5
  13. Chapter 6
  14. Chapter 7
  15. Chapter 8
  16. Chapter 9
  17. Chapter 10
  18. Chapter 11
  19. Chapter 12
  20. Chapter 13
  21. Chapter 14
  22. Chapter 15
  23. Chapter 16
  24. Chapter 17
  25. Chapter 18
  26. Chapter 19
  27. Chapter 20
  28. Chapter 21
  29. Chapter 22
  30. Chapter 23
  31. Chapter 24
  32. Chapter 25
  33. Chapter 26
  34. Chapter 27
  35. Chapter 28
  36. Chapter 29
  37. Chapter 30
  38. Chapter 31
  39. Chapter 32
  40. Chapter 33
  41. Epilogue
  42. Thank You
  43. ABOUT THE AUTHOR
  44. Stalk Me Links

With a smirk, I put everything back in just the way it had been and locked the doors on my way out. Walking out the back door, I hid among the bushes and was just about to jump over the fence when I could hear a couple talking as they walked down the street. There was the distinct jingle of a collar.

As soon as the dog reached the other side of the wood fence, it stopped and pushed part of its nose through the slat. I held perfectly still as it began to growl and then bark, making my jaw clench together.

“Come on, Daisy, stop it,” the woman said.

Yeah, Daisy, stop it.

“It’s probably a cat or something,” the man commented.

Or something would be correct.

As soon as they were out of sight, I made my move and hopped over the fence and cut across the street to the park, where I took off the booties, gloves, and mask I was wearing. My mind whirred as the information traveled around in my brain. A smirk crossed my lips as I watched a car pull away from the shoulder. There were moments in life you had to let go, and this was going to be one of those moments with my Sunshine.

Sometimes people needed a gentle shove to have them embrace their true selves, but I was prepared to throw my Sunshine off the cliff and see if she could grow wings.

MARGARET

“Oh fuck yes,” I screamed and dug my nails into the young ass that was feeding me his cock. I’d gone far too long without sex, and it was like I’d been starving for it.

“Mrs. L, you feel so fucking good,” Peter groaned as he picked up the pace.

He wasn’t able to last very long, but he could get it up multiple times. I’d taken the night off to come over and talk to Peter about ending things before Kirby got back from her trip, but as soon as he opened the door and offered to open a bottle of wine, the idea went out the window. Besides, my daughter had clarified her intentions with Peter, so why not take him up on his offer?

I gripped his ass hard and arched off the bed as I came.

“Yes, dig your nails in. I love that,” Peter said and picked up the pace. A few thrusts later and he froze in place as he came and then laid down on top of me, panting. “You’re amazing, Mrs. L. I don’t want this to end,” he said, rolling off me and flopping on the bed.

“Kirby’s trip is going to be over soon, and she will be back. Are you prepared for the blowback if we keep this up and she finds out?”

“Yeah, about that. I don’t think she’s going to want to see me again,” Peter said and sat up.