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ELI

“Brooklyn!” I yell, as she runs out of my door and into the hall. “What the fuck Ashley?” I couldn’t help looking down at her tear-soaked face, black mascara smudged around her eyes.

“What the fuck?” she says, as I let her up. “What the fuck? Are you fucking kidding me!” She smacks me straight across the face. “How could you, Eli?” She sobs and pushes me back. “Why are you doing this to me?” Before she could hit me again, I grabbed her wrist.

“You need to calm the fuck down, Ashley. I have told you many times we are not together.” I curse while looking at her.

She drops to the floor grabbing her face into her hands. “I thought we were more than just fucking sex. I have given you everything, Eli and then you do this fucking shit to me! You see some fucking young skank and must fuck her while I was just all over you.” She cries, pounding her fists into the floor.

“Why am I not good enough for you? I have been seeing you and only you for months now!” She continues to sob.

“Ashley, you are drunk and need to go home,” I say while trying to help her to her feet. She bats my hand away, hard. Turning away from her, I walked back towards my bed to retrieve my phone. “I will call you an Uber.”

A low laugh leaves her mouth. “A fucking Uber. Is that how you plan on getting rid of me? Fucking comical, Eli. Fuck me for months, then call me an Uber.” She says, slurring her words and wobbling to her feet.

Taking slow steps towards me, her eyes meet mine “You think you can just walk away from me baby? You forget, I know you . I know what you like. I know every fucking demonic kink you are into. I am the only one who can make you cum and see the fucking stars.” She now stands inches away from my face.

“That little bitch won’t be able to fulfill your needs like I can, baby.” Grabbing her throat, I look her dead in the eyes.

“That little bitch will be the one who will make me want more than just some fuck toy like you are to me,” I say through gritted teeth. Her smile goes into a rock-hard line.

“Yeah, Eli. You keep telling yourself that, babe.” A tear rolls down her face, “the only person you will ever truly love is your fucking self, you fucking pathetic prick.” Pushing my hand off her throat, she turns and stumbles out of my room.

“Goddamn it!” I yell, as I throw my phone into my pillow on my bed. I sit down on the edge and throw my head into my hands, tugging tightly on my hair. “Fuuuuck!” I continue to yell loudly. Dane quickly enters my room with a worried look on his face.

“Eli, bro, you, ok? I just saw Ashley storming down the stairs. She fucking threw one of the glass vases on the ground. “He makes his way over to me, bending down to get to my level.

“I’m fine. Just fucking dandy.” I curse and take a deep breath as I lift my face to meet him. “She fucking walked in on Brooklyn and me. My face literally was in her pussy.” The look on Dane’s face goes from worried to a massive, shit-eating grin as he lets out a thunderous laugh.

“Nooooooo!” He says as he continues to laugh. “Not your face in her cakes.” I shove him so he falls onto his ass. “I am sorry man, but that visual, it’s too good!” He continues as he laughs so hard tears start to stream down his face.

“Well. I am glad at least you are finding some kind of humor with this.” Getting off the bed, I grabbed a pillow and threw it at his face.

“Oww! No, baby don’t hurt me, Eli.” He makes a slight moan as I walk towards my bathroom, giggling behind me.

“Very funny, Dane!” I shout as I enter the bathroom, turning on the sink and splashing some cold water on my face.

Dane hands me a towel and continues, “Look man, that shit is rough. I am sure you can save face with Ashley.” I cut him off quickly.

“It’s not Ashley I am trying to save face with.” His eyes widened in surprise, dark brows shooting upwards.

“Wait, you like Brooklyn? Jenny’s friend?” I honestly don’t understand why this is such a question for him. I mean, does he not have fucking eyes?

“Ugh, yeah...” I say in a mocking tone.

“Shit man! I had no idea you were into shy, good girls like that!” He laughs as he pats my shoulder. “You know, I am liking her friend Jenny.” I look at him like I am supposed to know who the hell that even is, a confused expression on my face.

“Shocker, let me guess, she’s blonde.” I say, teasing him a little and shooting a wink.

He rolls his eyes, “Oh, don’t even start that shit with me. I don’t only go for blondes. I love all the colors,” he says as he dry humps the air and lets out a high-pitched moan, smacking it as if he was in a sexual position. I laugh and shake my head as I make my way back into my room.

“Look man, I will have Jenny clear that up. I am sure it will all blow over,” he says as he makes his way towards the bedroom door.

“Don’t even bother. I am sure that chance is fucking ruined. Her face man. I think I really fucked up. And I’d rather you not tell her any of this. Brook can let her know whatever she wants her to know.” He looks at me with a puzzled glance.

“Wait, you really like this chick, don’t you?” Dane cocks his head to the side. I just continue to stare down at the floor and then grab my phone.

“OMG, YOU FUCKING DO!” He says, as he runs over and tackles me to the bed. “Fucking finally , man! I was beginning to believe you would die old and alone, or possibly under a stripper.” I push him off me and try to hide my smile.

“Like I said, I probably just fucked up that chance.” The thought of it hits me. My gut drops while my heart starts to sink. I continue to look down at my phone, not even paying attention to what is on my screen as Dane gets up off the bed.

“Look man, I will fix this. It was a big miscommunication. I will hit up Jenny and see if we can get them back here tomorrow. She fucking drove them home buzzed. I will message her and make sure they make it back okay.”

The thought of her getting hurt in a car accident has my stomach dropping. I fucking did this. If anything happens to her, I will never forgive myself. Dane gives me a half smile, standing by my door. I wave him off as my thoughts take over. Looking up to the sky, I send up my first prayer. That she will make it home safe and show back up tomorrow. Let me explain it all and allow me to have her in my aching arms again.

Daylight hits my eyelids as the afternoon sun beams through my dark curtains. What a fucking shit show. The events of last night have my mind reeling. Maybe it was a good thing Ashley walked in and stopped us from whatever that consuming moment was.

She filled my dreams last night. Her eyes are on mine. The taste of her lips. Her begging me to drive my tongue into her pussy. The sweetness of her cum on my tongue. I am already hard at just the thought of it.

Rolling over to grab my phone off the nightstand, I check my messages. I am thankful to see nothing from Ashley. Pushing out of the thoughts, I pull myself out of bed and make my way to the joining bathroom and turn on my shower.

Stripping off my clothes and stepping in, I let the water cascade down my back and face. Gripping my aroused dick, I start to think about what it would be like having Brook in here with me. I slowly start to glide my hand up and down my large thick staff.

I picture her on her knees, lips parted, wanting and waiting to take my whole cock into her warm, wet mouth. The water glistening off her perfect porcelain skin. Her eyes looking up at me through her dark, thick lashes.

My body starts to quiver from the warm water hitting my dick. I bet her saliva is this warm. I envision her taking her tongue and gently sliding it over the tip of my cock and licking off my pearl of precum so it can slide down her throat.

I groan deeply at the thought. I wonder if she would let me fuck that pretty little mouth. Before I know it, my balls tighten and I cum hard down the drain.

“Fuuuuuck” I moan as my cock pulsates in my hand. Well, that was quick.

Making my way downstairs, the cleaners have already arrived and left. The once party-trashed house now looks cleaner than before. I am greeted with a long stare from Chase as I enter the kitchen to grab coffee. I shot him a puzzled look.

“So, Brooklyn, huh?” he asks, without any hesitation. Dane looks up from his phone, almost in shock. “You gonna make her your next plaything?” I let out a small laugh as I turned away from him and grabbed a cup out of the cabinet, shaking my head.

“So that's a yes?” he prods, not taking a second to reconsider.

“Chase,” Dane says, lowering his voice as if in warning.

“No, it’s okay,” I utter, as I pour the coffee into my mug. Turning to meet his gaze, I give him a wink. “I am guessing you thought you had a little chance with her. What, did you think she would actually go for a boring fuck like you?” Chase tenses up and stands.

“Don’t fucking do it, Eli! She doesn’t deserve that shit. I am what she needs. I can give her real love. You are nothing but a fucking womanizing asshole! I fucking saw what you did to Ashley last night!” Dane senses the coming brawl and stands between the both of us.

“Ok guys, just calm down. Chase, back the fuck up!” Dane yells between us.

“Wow,” I say in a low laugh, “Pussy finally making you find your balls, Chase? It’s too bad those balls will be nowhere near her perfect pussy I tongue-fucked last night.” He lunges out towards me but is stopped by Dane.

“Calm the fuck down Chase!” He yells while pushing him up against the wall and restraining him. Taking another sip of my coffee, I stand there, smiling calmly, then slowly walk towards him.

I come up behind Dane, leaning over, inches from his face. “Whatever the fuck I do with Brooklyn is none of your concern. You are lucky I am in a somewhat good mood today, or I would have my gun so far down your fucking throat, I would make you choke it.” His eyes widened in fear.

“I think you forget who the fuck you think you are talking to, Chase. I will let this one slide. I know the kinds of emotions pussy can spring onto a man, but listen to me,” I say, moving Dane out of the way and grabbing his chin in my hand.

“You take one fucking step towards her, one fucking touch , and I will make sure to keep to my promise of my gun throat-fucking your mouth.” Letting go, he pushes into my shoulder and stumbles forwards.

“Fuck this, and fuck you, Eli!” he says while grabbing his jacket and heading out the front door, slamming it behind him.

“Seriously man. All this over some pussy?” Dane huffs as I shoot him a warning glance and then he backs away. “What’s going on with you man? What has you worked up?” He looks at me, waiting for a reply. I just turn and head back up the stairs, sipping my steaming coffee.

It’s her. She is what has gotten into me.