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“Will you even miss me when I’m dead and gone?” I ask, trying to play the pity card hard.
“Parts of you.”
“Oh yeah? Which parts?” I ask her.
Finally, her feet come to a stop as she studies me. “You’re not all evil, Eli. I know that’s what you think, what everyone thinks, but I don’t buy it. You can be…soft.”
Chuckling, I tell her honestly, “If I have a soft spot, then it’s only for you.” Her and her father, maybe Jordan too, but I don’t mention that.
“Eli...”
“I’m serious, Maddie. Why do you think I tried so hard to find you, not giving up until I knew where you were?”
“You told me you had to! That Daddy told you to find me if you wanted his forgiveness.”
“Yes, but that was just one of the reasons,” I huff. “I’ve missed you every day that you've been gone. The house felt empty without you and our late-night snacks.”
It started when Maddie came down to the first-floor kitchen looking for ice cream one night and I was sitting at the bar, eating a sandwich. After that, she kept coming down around the same time, pretending they were out of things on the second floor when in fact it was always fully stocked. That was way before I fucked her on the dining table. We would barely say a few words to each other, but it was definitely a flirty vibe. Or at least I thought it was.
“I’m with Jordan. I love Jordan,” she says. “Even if you hadn’t hurt him, hadn’t messed with him, and wanted to killhim, I know I would only ever be your fuck toy, a way to hurt my father.”
Sure, I like fucking her but she’s more than a fuck toy. Jordan’s right. I’m obsessed with Maddie. Have been for a long time. Finding her was probably the best thing I’ve ever accomplished in my life. One of the only good things.
“How about this then?” I say, not bothering to argue her point. “How about you give me a blowjob for the road?”
“For the road? Because you’re actually going to leave and go back to Vegas without me as soon as you stop leaking blood everywhere?”
“Because I’m dying, Maddie!” I exclaim.
She scoffs like I’m being overly dramatic. Which of course I am. Still, I tell her, “If the bullet wound doesn’t kill me then it won’t be long before someone else ends me. Possibly Jordan when he gets back here or your father in a few days. So, what do you say? Will you fulfill a dying man’s last request?”
I thought Jordan and I had bonded, or that we had chemistry. Whatever it was evaporated as soon as he found out Maddie watched us together thanks to his humiliation of being thrown out of the closet. And it stung a little for him to act so differently from the needy man who begged me for more in that camper, the kid who asked me about my life as if he actually cared.
“You’re insane,” Maddie mutters.
“I know I am. But that doesn’t change the fact that I want your mouth on my dick to be my last memory in this world.”
Maddie seems to consider my request. She’s actually considering it even though she knows Jordan wouldn’t approve or understand.
But she feels extremely guilty about shooting me. I saw it on her face before I even felt the twinge of the bullet.
God, I love people with consciences. They’re so easy to manipulate.
She probably thinks her guilt will lessen if she gives in to my fucked-up request.
And it’s not like she hasn’t had her mouth on my dick before. She also knows Jordan’s has been there too. Wouldn’t hurt to remind her.
“Jordan sucked me off three times in a row, kept my cock warm in between too,” I tell her to help convince her.
“What did you threaten him with to convince him to…do that?”
“No threats.”
“Bullshit,” she huffs.
“It’s true. Ask him. The first night, I offered to let him watch you if he kept my dick in his mouth. It was in there forhours.He sucked me so damn good. He’s much better than you are at deep throating. Sure, he gagged, but he still swallowed every drop.”
Maddie’s brow furrows as she imagines it, me fucking Jordan’s face, coming down his throat multiple times.
