"No, that can't be true. He was fine a moment ago. How could he be dead?"
Eric buried his face against my chest, then looked up with a triumphant laugh.
"Why couldn't it be true? He got hit by a car as soon as he left the house."
Pleasure still rippled through my body, making me tremble uncontrollably.
His laughter grew louder, cruel and unrestrained.
"You look even more excited now. You're about to come again, aren't you?"
As he taunted me, he deliberately increased the speed and force of his thrusts.
Another climax swept through me. My mind went blank, and I collapsed against Eric, gasping for breath.
Only one question mattered.
"Did you arrange all of this?"
"I did," he admitted.
A chill swept through me at his casual confession.
'That's his own father. How much must Eric ha
