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“Yeah?”

“Yeah? Since when do you answer your boss so disrespectfully?”

If he thinks that’s disrespectful, he should see Maddie’s hair that she still hasn’t washed clean…

“Sorry, sir,” I say, struggling with remembering the English language. Gotta keep my responses short.

At the sir, Maddie lifts her eyes to mine in concern, but I shake my head, warning her not to stop. If anything, she suddenly becomes more enthusiastic, as if she wants me to come during the call.

“Where are you? You haven’t checked in this week.”

“East,” I say. Adding, “Coast. Virginia.”

Maddie hums, she fucking hums around my dick, sending the vibration through my soul. Then, I watch her shudder through her release, riding her fingers while her father says, “Any updates?”

Your missing daughter is coming so hard while trying to make me fill her belly with my cum.

“No, sir.” I have to tilt the speaker away from my panting mouth.

“Then we’ll talk next week. Set a reminder to call me first thing Monday morning,” he grumbles just as Maddie fondles my balls with her fingers that are still damp from being inside her pussy. I come violently, my entire body levitating off the mattress.

“Yesss,” I groan. I quickly add a “sir” before my fingers fumble to end the call, tossing the phone aside carelessly to fist the bedding in both hands. Riding out the pleasure, my hips lift to thrust a little deeper in Maddie’s throat to hear her gag again.

She does and fuck it’s hot as hell. I’m highly amused and captivated watching her juggle the gagging while swallowing my huge load of cum when the apartment door opens.

There’s nearly a straight-line view to the bed as soon as you step through the door, so I’m not surprised when I hear a shout of,“What the fuck?”

Both of us glance over to find Jordan watching us from the bedroom door. When Maddie starts to lift her head, I grab it and hold it down on my dick, making her take me too deep, so deep her eyes flood with tears as she screams on my cock, struggling for air.

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Maddie

Naked, choking on Eli’s dick, with drool and his cum dripping down my chin, that’s how Jordan finds us.

“What the fuck?” he exclaims again as if we didn’t hear him the first time.

Since Eli is holding my head down and won’t let me up, I have to squeeze his shaft hard enough that he releases me, allowing me to pull my mouth off him.

Then I say the only thing that pops into my head, the worst thing I could possibly say. “It’s not what it looks like,” I whisper while wiping off my mouth, before I even suck in a breath.

“His dick was shoved down your throat! I’m sure it’s exactly what it looked like!” Jordan responds. “What, are you going to try and tell me that you were going to kill him with orgasms?”

“He could be dying and it’s my fault!” I remind him. “I shot him to save you!”

“He’s not dying!” Jordan yells right back.

“He’s lost a lot of blood,” I point out, glancing down at the bleeding wound.

“Jesus, Maddie! Do you really think a man would be able to get hard if he was dying of blood loss?”

“Oh.” I didn’t think about that, and now I feel really stupid.

A second later and Jordan isn’t the only one staring at us. He’s joined by Remy and Colt. The Fulton brothers’ eyes widen at the sight of me still kneeling between the other man’s legs, Eli’s dick still in his hand.

“Je-sus,” Remy mutters before slapping his palm over his eyes. “If Avery asks, I didn’t see anything.”

“Get out!” Jordan shouts at the two bikers. Once he shoves them back, he comes into the bedroom and slams the door behind him. Then the three of us just look at each other silently. Unable to take Eli’s smug grin or Jordan's furious face a second longer, I back off the bed to get dressed while asking, “Did you find a doctor?”

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