Lick it And Slip it in by Demiah13

Chapter 80

Layla’s pov

His fingers around my neck got tighter until I gasped for air. My hands reach up and wrap around his wrist to pull his hand away from my neck. He was choking me. And I had no strength to push him away.

“Let go.” I wheezed, feeling the pumping of my temples as my lungs fought for air.

Neymar’s eyes are dark with rage, pinning me down with a look of hatred. Why did he hate me so much when I had done nothing to him?

“Where are you coming from this late?” He sneers, tightening his hold around my neck.

I wanted to shout for mom but I didn’t think my voice could go that high now. And I highly doubted that she would care to stick her head out. In fact, I didn’t think she was even conscious, judging by her lifestyle and what she chose to do every single day. 

“Out.” I wheezed.

His eyes narrowed and his rancid breath slapped against my nose. “Out where?” Saliva flew and landed on

my lips and nose and I could do nothing but cringe inward ly.

“Job.” I managed to wheeze out. Air was quickly being pushed out of my lungs and to bring it back in was a huge problem seeing as I was being choked.

Neymar loosens his hold, slightly so I can slowly bring : some air into my lungs.

“What kind of job?” There’s a darker gleam in his eyes. One that had me shivering as if I was cold. My bones felt stiff and my heart thudded. I didn’t like that look. In fact, I was terrified of that look.

good thing too, because Neymar’s other hand lifts, and his fingers brush my thighs. I stiffen even more and

you whore yourself out today?” His voice had gone low but was still

go of me or I’ll tell the cops,” | whispered and cursed myself

brows. “You are in no position to threaten me little

here? That your momma is a crack whore and is a danger to you? What do

was no way they’d not ar rest her and have her spend years in jail. I would lose my mom even more than

that happen. I had

stayed quiet and that satisfied him. Neymar releas es me and then backs away.” I don’t like whores under my roof. But I’ll make an exception for you.” His eyes rolled down my body

began to sweat. The look he was giving me wasn’t innocent or caring.

looked at me like a man needing to be inside a

not only have him doing what I feared but he’d get the gas he needed to go even more extreme. I didn’t want to

remain calm and quiet until he leaves me

I’ll go have some fun with your mommy. There’s nothing in the fridge unless you want some beer. Like mother like daughter right?” He

He continues to smirk and turns around to leave. When he almost disap pears into the room, he stops,

Make sure to clean up after your mess little whore.” His eyes lowered

brush against my neck. I winced. I was sure he had left a

and my lungs still burned.

bag they were in. I put them inside the bag knowing I would have to throw them since

the kitchen. When I threw

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