Page 45 of Wicked Little Games


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“You’re notjustattracted to men. I think you prefer them.” When I open my mouth to argue, he says, “Sure, you love Maddie and think she’s the sexiest woman in the world, right? But deep down, we both know that if you weren’t fucked up byyour stepfather, you would rather have a man in your bed than Maddie.”

I shake my head in denial.

“How do you know if you’ve never even fucked a man or been fucked? Do you have a preference? Do you top or bottom in all your sexual fantasies that refuse to go away despite the fact that you live with and get to fuck a gorgeous woman who is way out of your league? If you were completely satisfied with Maddie, if you truly loved her, you wouldn’t keep thinking about cocks.”

“How the fuck would you know who or what I want?” I snap at him.

“Because I was once in your shoes. Except I spent years only fucking around with other guys. I fantasized plenty of times about women but couldn’t be near any until I was eighteen. And eighteen-year-old thugs don’t have the ladies lining up to screw them. But eventually, when I started making a name for myself in Atlantic City, I could easily have men or women. And while pussy is delicious, I don’t think I could live on it alone. I crave cock in every hole and probably always will no matter what beautiful woman may spread her legs for me.”

“So, you don’t want to fuck Madison?”

“Fucking her was only about getting my revenge on Dante Salvato. Causing him pain was the sole pleasure I found in taking her virginity. I wanted him to find out then. Now, I…don’t.”

I don’t bother pointing out that he’s a lying sack of shit. He feels something for Maddie in his fucked-up heart, whether he realizes it or not. And it doesn’t have anything to do with her father.

Finished with the second jar of cupcakes, Eli says, “I should feed you something more.”

“More real food or more of your cum?” I ask.

“Real food.”

“I'm not hungry,” I say intentionally avoiding looking at the pervert who still hasn’t made another sound. Sweets were fine with the scent of blood in the air, but I doubt I could stomach an actual meal.

“You need to eat something.”

“Why?” I ask. “What does it matter if I’m going to die soon anyway?”

“Because I want to keep you alive a little longer. And it’s no fun if you give up so soon. Where’s the boy who agreed to suck my dick just to see his girl?”

Ignoring his question, I ask, “What happens to Maddie once you do whatever it is you’re doing here in Rockland? You’re going to take her back to Vegas?”

“Yes.”

“Why haven’t you taken her back already? What’s the holdup?”

“Isn’t it obvious?” he replies, cutting his eyes to my naked body.

“You’re only staying in town to play with me?”

He grins like the cat who ate the canary. “That and…nothing you need to worry about.”

“When you say that, I know it has to be something that Idefinitelyneed to worry about.” Considering what he might be up to when he leaves the camper, I ask, “Are you going to hurt any of the Savage Kings?”

“Not unless they interfere with my plans. Now, be a good boy and tell me what you want to eat. And maybe, after I feed you, I might finally let you come in my mouth.”

As he starts to get up from the table, he leans his over to swipe his tongue over my shaft on the way by, before going over to the kitchen.

I watch him with a sort of longing I’ve never felt before for anyone, not even Maddie. I hate myself for it, but I refuse to deny it for another second.

“Pizza.”

“You want pizza?”

“That’s easy enough to find right?” I ask.

He opens the freezer, the cool frosty air swirling around his naked ass and backside. “Well, you’re in luck.”

Ten minutes later, and Eli has silently fed me an entire kid’s size pepperoni pizza fresh from the microwave. He even dabs at my lips with a napkin to clean my face.

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