9. Deckard

M y heart is beating out of my fucking chest. The way Cairo just took everything I gave to her, makes me so proud, and so fucking excited to chase her. There's one little catch though, I know where she is at all times. That little gold band she has wrapped securely around her wrist, has a little tracker inside it. Small enough that she wouldn't even know.

The moment I tasted her sweet little cunt I was obsessed, but when she squirted all over my face, I was a goner. Cairo tasted like heaven mixed with deep rooted sin. I didn't expect her to perform the way she did either, taking me so far down the back of her throat that if I'd have fucked her face a few moments longer, I'd have easily come down the back of it.

I wasn't prepared to let that happen though. My cum is going straight in that tight little cunt of hers… or her ass, I don't give a fuck which comes first. Knowing I get to act on some Primal and Knife play this evening, fills me with excitement and I haven't felt in years.

She gave me permission; she understood the rules and not once did she use the safe word. If she would have, as much as it would've killed me, I'd have stopped. Hurting her that way, hurting any woman that way is never acceptable. Being a dominant is more than control, it's allowing yourself to hand all that control over to the submissive and accepting that they allow you to do the things you do.

"I have to admit that was fucking hot," X speaks in my earpiece.

"What the-" snatching the balaclava from my face. "You were fucking listening?"

"Look, you didn't exactly shut the earpiece off," Nix laughs. And I pinch the bridge of my nose.

" Taking my cock like a hungry slut ," Z repeats my previous words to her, my blood rising to the top. The three of them begin pissing themselves laughing.

"Did I mention I hate the fucking lot of you?" I grind out, walking over to the draw by the side of my chair and lifting out a fresh balaclava, sliding it over my head. The ear piece still remaining. "Do you know where she is?"

"Bathroom, washing her face," Nix sighs.

"She looks fucked up," X laughs again. His cackle grating on me more and more as the days of us being friends pass by. "Then again after what it sounded like you did to her I'm not-"

"Shut up!" I shout. "Jesus fucking Christ!"

What the fuck is their problem?

"Oh come on man," Nix replies. If he wasn't my best friend, I'd probably walk up to tower B right now and choke him. "We've never seen you like this over a woman."

"Like fucking what?" I grind out.

"Interested," Z answers.

"Honestly, Deck, I thought sucking cock was your thing," X states matter of factly. "And hey, there's nothing wrong with that-" I switch the earpiece off and pull my phone from my pocket. I have no time to deal with this shit. Especially when my peque?o is running around somewhere and I need to find her.