Page 78 of Stalker

I hung the phone up, opening the cameras to watch as he walked up behind Ty from the darkness and rolled my eyes at how absurd Tamen looked. He had on a pair of his signature black dress slacks and shoes but no shirt, and his pearl-handled gun stuck out of the waistband.

He looked insane, which he really fucking was. And Tyson was about to figure out just how much.

“Do I look like a fucking pizza boy?” Tyson adjusted the collar on his cheap shitty suit and squared up to Tamen. “You Lincoln Bryce?”

“Do I look like a self-made billionaire?” Tamen threw back, pulling a cigarette from behind his ear and put it in his lips.

“You look like his thug.” Tyson sneered and looked back at the door. “I’m here to see my girlfriend.”

“She’s busy.” Tamen blew smoke directly into his face and grinned.

Tyson bristled. “Doing what? It’s after her work hours, and her car is here.”

“Well, had you not interrupted, she might have been doing me by now.” He shrugged, “Guess she’ll have to settle for just the big boss’s cock tonight.”

“You piece of shit!” Tyson spit and turned to bang on the door again, “Peyton Everett, you whore! Open this fucking door or I swear to God-”

Tamen slammed his face into the solid wood door, cutting off anything else he was about to spit out for Peyton to hear, causing his teeth to lodge themselves into it. “Now see, you’re a fucking mood kill, man.” Tamen growled, pulling him back by a handful of his hair. “And I’m in the fucking mood to kill,man.”

I rolled my eyes as Tamen ripped the now crying punk’s keys from his hands, popped the trunk to his cheap ass car and shoved him into it, punching him a few times for good measure and slammed it shut.

My brother glanced up at the camera that he knew was discreetly tucked in the corner of Peyton’s porch, offered a salute, whistled a silly tune, and hopped into the driver’s seat. He skillfully reversed the car, disappearing down the dimly lit driveway without uttering another word.

I had no clue what his plan was, but I knew Peyton’s piece of shit ex wasn’t going to be a problem anymore tonight.

I clicked off the one light that was on in her room, blanketing the room in darkness once again and then leaned against the door frame outside the bathroom door.

“He’s gone, Puppet.”

The lock turned, and the door cracked open, yet she stayed hidden behind it. Like such a good fucking girl. “He didn’t leave on his own, did he?”

“Does it matter?” I replied.

The sound of her swallowing was loud. “I’m sorry.”

“For what, exactly?”

She sighed, and I hated the feeling that noise gave me in my chest. “This was never supposed to be complicated.” She sighed again and that same feeling tightened in my chest. “It was supposed to be fun—”

“Were you not having fun?” I growled, remembering how well she was taking my cock and my plug before everything went to hell.

“No! I mean yes,” She groaned and thumped her forehead against the door. “I don’t know.”

“Put your blindfold on.” I demanded, pulling my shirt off over my head again and kicking my boots back off.

She hesitated, so I made sure to let the noise of my jeans hitting the floor vibrate through the air between us. “Or you could just tell me who you are.” She whispered, “I know you, don’t I?”

I pushed the door open and found her standing behind it with her blindfold on like my good little girl and I pulled her out into the bedroom. “You know me better than most, Puppet.”

I undid the sash on her robe and pushed it down her arms as I backed her up to the bed. “But Iknowyou. It’s the only thing stopping you from revealing yourself, isn’t it?”

Turning her, I pushed her down onto her stomach on the bed and guided her knees up toward the head of the bed until she was bent over, exposed for me. I pulled the plug out of her ass without warning and she screamed, bucking from the sensation like she forgot she had it in at all. “You’re the only thing stopping me from revealing myself.” I replied, pouring the icy lube into her slightly gaped hole before stroking my fingers into her, drawing incoherent pleas from her lips before replacing the toy.

Her fear from Tyson’s visit had dried her up, so I lubed my cock up and pushed in deep drawing a moan from her lips.

“I don’t understand.” She moaned, reaching back and digging her nails into my bare thigh as I slowly fucked her.

“You’re not ready for me to reveal myself.” I growled, spanking her ass and then bottoming out inside of her heavenly body again.

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