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I want to leave bruises all over her skin, starting with her throat.

“You really haven’t hurt Jordan?” she asks.

“I haven’t hurt him. He’s too pretty to maim or carve up yet.” Like I would tell her if I had? Still, my words seem to provide some reassurance since Maddie’s shoulders slump, andshe finally lowers the gun to her side. I tug the sleeve of her robe over the firearm, letting it puddle on the floor.

She even lets me take the gun from her hand, the one I knew she wouldn’t use on me. I take it to her bedroom and put it back up in the top of the closet.

“How did you…” Maddie starts to ask having followed me to the bedroom.

“How do you think,” I remark, then slip off my suit jacket. “And I changed my mind. I don’t want you in bed the first time. I want you bent over the kitchen table.”

“Over the table?”

Maddie stands there naked, watching as I unbutton my shirt, then remove my shoes, socks, and pants. I even grab a hanger from the small closet to fold and hang up my pants, jacket and shirt to keep them from getting wrinkled.

When I’m done, she still hasn’t moved, and her eyes continue to assess every bare inch. It’s the first time she’s seen all of me and I can’t tell what she’s thinking.

Not that it matters.

Her eyes mostly seem drawn to the tattoos covering my arms from my fingers to my shoulders, oh and my swollen cock that’s so hard it’s bouncing around against my stomach.

Strolling up to her, I wrap my fingers around her neck to walk her backwards.

Maddie’s lips part on a gasp, and I urge her out the bedroom door to the kitchen. She doesn’t even try to remove my fingers. She just throws her hands out behind her, feeling for our destination—the wooden, four-person kitchen table. It doesn’t look nearly as sturdy as the expensive one in the Salvato household, but it’ll do. Fucking her on it until it breaks could be fun too.

Instead of putting her face down on it, I press her back to the hard surface, recreating the first time I had her on her family’s table.

In all my enthusiasm, I must have squeezed her throat too hard because Maddie has passed out, leaving her long naked body completely limp on the table, her legs hanging over the edge and spread wide for me. It’s nearly identical to the position I left Jordan in.

While waiting for her to wake up, I go retrieve the string of condoms from my pants pocket that she demanded, and yet she’s still out.

Knowing what will wake her up the quickest, I toss the rubbers on the table, then kneel on the linoleum floor. Pushing her thighs further apart, I tickle her clit with the very tip of my tongue.

“Mmm,” she moans softly from above me as if she’s having a good dream.

Using both of my thumbs, I spread her pussy lips and shove my tongue inside her hole then wiggle it around.

“Oh!” Maddie exclaims, hips rocking, ass squirming, now fully awake.

“Have a nice nap?” I ask her.

Rather than respond with words, her fingers sink into my hair on either side, jerking both fistfuls, not to pull me off, but to urge my tongue higher, back to her clit.

“You want me to lick you here?” I ask her before attacking the bundle of nerves again.

Her gasp turns into a moan. “Oh, my god, I hate you.” Her thighs clench tightly on the sides of my head to try and hold it in place despite her declaration of hating me.

“Scream my name, not god’s,” I remind her before I flatten my tongue to rub it along her slit.

The next sound she makes is an agonized whimper, making me rock hard. I know she’s fighting against the pleasure I’m giving her, feeling guilty for enjoying herself while Jordan’s my prisoner.

I consider withholding her orgasm for hours, all night long even. But I’m so close to breaking her, faster than I thought possible. And once she breaks, she’ll not only let me fuck her brains out, but she’ll also beg me for more.

Capturing her clit between my lips, I suck on it. Hard.

“Eli!” she shouts just as I commanded, her back arching off the table. Her thighs wrap around my head like she’s going to try and pop it off. For a moment, I wonder if she’s strong enough to do it. But then a few flicks of my tongue later and Maddie’s hips are bucking toward my face as she comes undone for me.

I shove two fingers inside her gushing pussy to stretch her while she’s distracted and to feel her slick clenching walls.

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