Chapter 15

15

Eli

I glance down at my phone for one last look at my favorite captive before I get out of the stolen car I borrowed while in town, then go climb through his apartment window. After digging a hole, burying the dead man, I had a great time teasing Jordan, making him scream and beg. I almost hated having to leave him for my nightly torment of Maddie.

Almost.

"You're hurting him!" Maddie yells at me as soon as I step inside. She even shoves her palms against my chest, pushing me back into the window.

"It's nice to see you too," I grumble.

"I've been watching you all day as you-you torment him!"

"Oh, so you want me to suck Jordan's dick until he comes in my mouth?" I ask her.

"I... No." She scrubs her palms down her face and shakes her head. "I just don't want to see him in pain."

"But it's the best kind of pain. Trust me. He'll come so hard when I eventually let him."

"You will? You'll let him, eventually?" she asks, sounding so damn concerned about the biker boy.

"Do you want me to leave him in agony or not, Maddie? I'm letting you make the decision here, so give it to me."

"No, I don't want him in agony. I told you not to hurt him!"

"So, I'll edge him a little longer in the morning, and then, when he's lost all hope and is begging me, offering me his first-born child to let him finally come, I'll suck him dry. Or should I only jerk him off in my dry hand? That's a special kind of pain on its own."

"I don't…I don't think Jordan wants you to do either. Not really, but he doesn't have a choice. He thinks you'll kill him if he refuses, doesn't he?"

"Oh, trust me, Maddie. He wants it, no threats needed. I knew he was bi within the first minute we met."

"Bi?"

"Bisexual. He's attracted to women and men."

"No, he's not. He's never…"

"Never told you? He was worried about how you would react, that you wouldn't love him anymore or some bullshit."

"I don't…that doesn't matter to me."

"It doesn't? Even if he's not getting what he needs from you?"

"What do you mean?" she asks, sounding genuinely confused.

"Nothing. Back to my question. Should I give him a dry jerk or let him come in my mouth?"

"You can...you can use your mouth," she mumbles. "But only if that's what he wants."

"It's so nice to have your permission. Should I tell Jordan that you approve so he can enjoy his orgasm even more?"

"No! Don't tell him I know or that I'm watching. Please."

"You will watch in the morning, won't you? Watch the ecstasy spread across his face as his eyes roll back in his head and his jaw goes slack with pleasure?"

She swallows loud enough for me to hear the gulp. "Yes."

Bracing a hand behind my ear, I lean toward her and say, "I couldn't hear you. What was that?"

"Yes, I'll watch!"

"Good. It'll be even better for me to know you're cheering me on as I suck off your fake husband. Now, why aren't you naked and in bed?" I ask her.

"Time slipped by me."

"Oh, you were mesmerized by the live feed, weren't you?" Reaching out to tug on a wet strand of her hair, I remark, "You showered but didn't bother to comb or dry your hair."

"Does it matter?"

I shove my fingers roughly through the front of her hair, pulling the tangles as I pile it all up on the top of her head. Then I give her head a jerk, tipping it backward.

"As long as I can pull on it, I'm happy," I tell her honestly. "Now get on your knees. I'm going to come in your mouth, thinking about my mouth on your boyfriend's dick. And then...then I'm going to wrap your wet hair around my dick and come in it. But you're not allowed to wash my cum out until I leave in the morning. Understood?"

"You're disgusting," she mutters.

"I know. Now kneel and shut up so I can fuck your mouth."

"I hate you," it sounds like she whispers before she sinks to her knees before me. If it wasn't obvious before it is now that she is not a fan of blowjobs. Poor baby.

Having her and Jordan at my mercy is the most fun I've had in a long time. Maybe ever. They both care about each other so much that they'll do anything I ask if I threaten their loved one. Or in Jordan's case, he's just so damn horny for cock, he begs me to touch him.

It's actually embarrassing how quickly I spill down Maddie's throat. Taking mercy on her, I even pull back to shoot my release over her tongue, making sure she swallows it all while keeping her damp hair wrapped around my fist.

Pulling her to her feet by it, I shove her in the direction of the bedroom. When we reach the bed, I release her hair long enough to jerk the white, plain cotton tee over her head. An oversized tee that's no doubt Jordan's. Then I jerk her panties down her legs.

"Step out of them and crawl up on the middle of the bed. I want you on your hands and knees facing me."

Maddie does as she's told, a little hesitant, her mind still on me and Jordan no doubt, the fact that she maybe doesn't know him as well as she thinks she does.

Hopefully, I'm about to take her mind off him. I undress while watching her waiting so obediently for me. I don't even bother hanging my suit this time. I leave my clothes where they fall on the floor, only taking a moment to retrieve the string of twelve condoms from my pants pocket.

I'm not using one this time, so I toss them on the mattress and go around the other side of the bed. Grabbing Maddie's ankles, I spread her legs further apart, then swipe my tongue from her asshole to clit, making her gasp. Sitting on the bed behind her, I haul her pussy up until she's straddling my chest, pulling her slit down to my mouth. My dick is now under her face, her hanging hair.

"Wrap those strands around my cock and jerk me off while I eat you. I won't stop until I come."

"In my hair?" Maddie asks, glancing back at me.

"Would you rather I came in your pussy?" I ask her.

Without another word, she starts winding her long, wet hair around and around my shaft that's not hard yet, but will be soon, once I taste Maddie's pussy and hear her moaning my name.

As I expected, as soon as my tongue flicks her clit, she becomes more enthusiastic about jerking me off in her locks. The closer she gets, the faster she strokes, the louder her gasps and cries. I know she's close when her hand stills, and her head drops forward as she grinds down on my face.

I don't let her come that easily, though. Spreading her apart with my thumbs, I swirl my tongue into her pussy that's nearly as tight as it was before I abused it last night. I swear I can still taste the rubbers I used even though she obviously showered. The same goes for her asshole when I tongue it.

"Eli, please!" Maddie sobs.

"Stroke me in both of your hands," I order.

She eagerly wraps her fingers around the hair covering my cock and beats me off like it's her sole purpose in life until I'm long and hard again, right on the edge.

Finally, I tongue her clit again, my nose buried in her pussy when Maddie screams my name and slams her hips back against my face.

"Oh god!" she cries out. I give her ass cheek a slap to remind her to use my name. "Please, Eli!"

"Better," I say, slapping her ass again just to see it jiggle as she shatters apart, gushing all over my lips, nose and chin.

Being covered in her arousal, the scent and taste of Maddie, is all it takes to set me off.

She strokes me through to the end, my release coating her wet strands.

And I already know without a doubt, that tonight is going to be even better than last night.