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“I saved this pussy for last,” I say, kicking the fucker in the ribs again. “Monitored his house, his phone, his car. I wanted him to wonder if I was coming for him. Finally, he got scared enough to book a flight, in his own name, and showed up at the airport tonight.”
“Where you grabbed him and shoved him in a suitcase?”
“Yep. Gotta love the short ones, right? They make transport so easy. You on the other hand,” I eye every inch of his long, naked body restrained to the table. I bite my lip hard enough to draw blood as I imagine all the ways I want to fuck him. “Tall as shit, had to be grabbed alone at night, transported under the cover of darkness. I had to wait for you.”
God, I loved how the biker boy even tried to fight back with a broken broom handle, as futile as it was. I kept the wooden handle as a souvenir, one I might shove inside our hogtied friend.
“The Kings will try to find me, you know,” Jordan tells me, trying to sound confident.
“Yeah, but they won’t find you because we’re in the middle of nowhere in a camper that runs on a generator,” I remind him before turning my attention back to shortie. Staring down at him, I press my foot on the back of his head, pushing his face into the black plastic covering the floor. At least his pervy set up will make for easy cleanup. “Now, how should I play with you?”
“Kill him,” Jordan mutters his head still lying on the table. “If he had anything to do with the plan to take Maddie, kill him.”
“Oh, I am definitely going to kill him.”
“No! No, please!” the man cries.
Rolling him over so his weight is on his arms and legs underneath him, he rocks around like a turtle on his back, unable to flip back over.
“Look at his tiny little dick,” I say to Jordan while slapping the underside of it with a single finger, making him whine like a bitch.
Jordan’s head pops right up again to examine the man’s penis. Oh, yeah, he’s definitely bisexual. A straight man would’ve been appalled at the mere suggestion and said, “Hell, no.”
“Tiny,” the kid agrees. “And I don’t think he likes you touching it.”
“Which is why I enjoy it so much,” I tell him. Lifting my foot, I kick the stub a few times with the toe of my dress shoe, causing the bastard to sob. “Would you suck him off if I let you see Maddie?” I ask Jordan.
“No.” His response is instant, no hesitation.
“Why not? You could bite it off if you wanted,” I suggest, pressing my foot and my weight down on his dick and balls. Now the man’s screams hit a new pitch, nice and loud, making me hard as hell.
“I’m not putting my mouth on a man who isn’t into it,” Jordan responds. And isn’t that an odd way of phrasing it?
“How about my dick?” I ask him. “Would you suck me off to see a live feed of Maddie?”
Jordan doesn’t answer my question right away. He thinks about it, considers it.
Eventually he says, “It would have to be simultaneously.”
“Simultaneously?” I repeat. “Smart. You know I won’t show you herbeforeI come in your mouth, and you also know I could refuse to show youafterI come in your mouth. There’s only one solution.”
“Letting me watch her while you’re getting off,” Jordan says.
“Exactly.”
“Why the fuck not?” he remarks, sounding resigned and maybe a tad excited either at the thought of seeing Maddie or sucking my dick. “Might be the last time I ever see her again, right?”
“Right,” I agree.
“But…how do you have a live feed of her?” he asks.
“You know how she keeps her laptop open and charging on the kitchen table all the time?”
Jordan doesn’t respond, probably too shocked that I know the layout of their tiny second-floor apartment so well.
“That’s right. I broke into your apartment while you and Maddie were out last week, so now I’ve got access to the laptop’s camera whenever I want.”
“So, you’ve been watching her? Us?”
