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“No?”

“Yeah. I’m used to women being a hell of a lot more timid around me, sexually I mean,”he muses. Shit. Does he not like me being overtly sexual?

“Oh,”I say, trying to feign being hurt.

“Oh no, pet, you’re so fucking perfect. More perfect than I thought,”he says, walking toward me slowly.“I like you taking control.”

“You do?”I’m slightly confused. He nods which surprises me. Then my mind kicks in and I grin.“Take off your clothes.”He nods and quickly starts undressing. I watch as he sheds everything, the man is well built and wow, does he have a nice cock on him, thick with a curve. This should be fun. He patiently waits for me to give him another command. I’ve met many men like this over the years. When they meet a certain woman who they feel can meet their submissive needs, they relent. This is going to make my job so much easier.“Now, get on your knees and crawl to me.”My voice deepens. Manuel’s eyes widen in surprise before he does as he is told, and I watch this big alpha cartel man crawl to me. I press my heel against his shoulder and stop him when he gets to me, his cock is practically leaking.“Do you like this, me taking control?”He hums and nods.“Such agood boy.”His eyes roll back into his head.“Now, let’s see if you can make me come. See if your dick is worth my cunt.”

19

NASH

Ilied when I said I was going to wait till closing. Watching her walk out with Manuel all giggly was driving me crazy. I don’t trust Manuel. I know Ellie can look after herself, but what happens if tonight is the night that she can’t? What if he drugged her drink? I couldn’t live with myself if something happened to her, Brooks and Sophie would kill me. I notice Manuel’s bodyguard out the front in his car, scrolling on his phone, but I slink past in the darkness and head to my home. I’m not sure what I will find when I get there. Slowly and carefully, I open the front door and stick my head in, and still.

What the fuck? Ellie is standing there naked in just her heels, rifling in Manuel’s clothes. Where the hell is Manuel? She stills when she notices me standing there just as she’s pulled out his phone. I’m looking at her while she is looking at me.

“What the hell are you doing?” I hiss, but my eyes seem to stray from what she is doing to her naked body. I’m only fucking human. I take in her gorgeous breasts that hang like perfectly ripe melons, her dusty pink nipples, then down her toned stomach before dipping between her legs. My dick twitches but now is not the time. Ellie notices me checking her out and standsup giving me a full view of her naked body. I suck in a breath and swallow hard. My brain has short-circuited.

“I don’t have time for this,” she says, turning on her heel and rushing out to the pool where a limp-looking Manuel is lying. Did she kill him? She takes his finger, presses it against the phone, and it opens. She scrolls through his phone as if looking for something, and when she finds it, she turns on her phone so it lights up, and she types a couple of things on her phone then grins. Then she walks back inside and returns the phone to his pocket on the ground before rushing toward her bedroom and then coming back, minus her phone.

“You didn’t kill him, did you?” I whisper to her.

She gives me a look. “No, I just knocked him out with my thighs. Now, if you will excuse me, I need to wake him up and finish what I started unless …” Her eyes slide over my body. Huh. “Like what you see, Nash?” she says, raising a brow at me. What? “I saw you checking me out.”

“I was shocked to find you naked, that was all,” I stutter as I try not to look at her.

“Guess it’s your lucky day then. When you go to bed tonight will it be me you’re picturing as you wrap your hand around your cock?” Probably. But she doesn’t need to know that. “Have fun.” She winks before sauntering off back toward Manuel’s naked body. My eyes follow her peachy ass as she walks. Then I watch in morbid fascination as she drops to her knees and grabs Manuel’s cock. Her hands wrap around his limp dick as she tugs it back to life, all the while, her eyes are on me. I’m not sure what is happening, but I can’t seem to look away. Thankfully, Manuel’s back is to me so he can’t see me, and he’s still passed out. Then I watch as she lowers her lips around his cock and sucks him, her eyes never leaving mine. My dick is hard as steel. Why am I getting turned on by watching her give someone else ablow job? She sucks him all the way back to her throat and hums, fuck, I wish that was mine that she was doing it to.

“Fuck,”Manuel gasps, waking up from his unconsciousness.“What the … what happened?”he asks, concerned about what happened to him while being under. Shit. I still, daring not to move. If he sees me he might kill me.

“You passed out after fucking me. You were such a good boy, you made me come so many times,” she coos at him.

Did she just call him a good boy like he’s a dog?

“I did …?”Manuel stutters.

“Yeah, I was ready for round two and thought I would wake you up unless you didn’t want that,”she says pouting, blinking those long lashes at him.

“Oh no, your lips on my cock is very nice.”

“Good, now are you going to be a good boy again for me?”she asks in a baby voice. What is happening?

“Yes, Miss,”Manuel says.

He’s into that good boy shit?

“Yes, Miss what?”She asks him, raising a brow.

“Yes, Miss Carmen,”he corrects himself in Spanish.

She then whispers something into his ear, and he sits up. The next thing I know, she is impaling herself on his cock, all the while her eyes never leave mine. Why am I watching this girl fuck someone else? My dick is hard as I palm it. She raises a brow at me. Is she daring me to do something? She shoves Manuel’s face into her tits while still glaring at me. For some reason, I pull my dick from my pants and start stroking myself. What am I even thinking?“Keep sucking my tits, don’t stop,”she commands him. And he does, grabbing them and groaning around her nipples. All the while, she is riding him, while watching me. My cock is hard, and my balls are heavy. This is so fucking dangerous, yet I am still here pumping my cock while she fucks another man. Am I being cuckold? No, we aren’tdating. Is she teasing me? I’m sure of it. Is she trying to get me killed? Without a doubt. But here I am, pumping my cock and watching like a fucking pervert.“You’re so big, yeah, that’s it, pump it like that,”she coos in Spanish, luckily I understand it. I’m not too sure who the hell she is talking to but it’s working.“That’s it, harder, faster.”She moans. My dick is dripping, and my thumb catches it and I run it over the tip of my aching cock as I viciously continue to fuck my hand. Manuel keeps savaging her tits, and in this moment, I would give anything to swap places. She throws her blonde hair back and arches her back.“You’re doing so well, such a good boy, pumping like that.”A smile laces her lips as she looks at me. I bite my lip because she is pushing me closer and closer to the edge.“Yes, oh, yes, so close, so close,”she moans. And that does it for me, I bite my lip as I fall over the edge and come in my fucking hand. Moments later, Manuel does the same except inside her. I tuck myself away and hightail it out of there.

After cleaning myself up in the bathroom, I hear voices. I press my ear up against the door.

“This was …”Manuel hums.

“I had fun,”Ellie tells him.

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