BRITTANY'S POV
I surprised him. How ridiculous. I was just a slut, wasn't I? Why was he surprised that a slut could give a blowjob?
I hated to admit it, but I was proud seeing how much he enjoyed it. When I was done, he just stared down at me, and I could tell he wanted to ask.
He wanted to ask where I learnt it.
I sat on the floor, my back resting against the bed and looking away from him.
“Margie taught me. She tried a lot of things to convince me to get laid. You should think about thanking her before you kill her.” I said and turned to him, a plastered smile on my face.
“After all, it's because of her I got to be such a good slut to you.” I said.
The muscle in his jaw ticked but he said nothing. He was angry. I resisted the urge to laugh.
This was what he wanted, wasn't it? For
