19. Nash
19
NASH
I lied 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 stands up 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 a blow 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’t dating. 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.
“Me too, pet, me too,” he coos as she giggles. “I’ve never met a woman like you.” I can hear the awe and adulation in his voice.
“I’m not here for long, if you want to have some more fun, let me know. I wouldn’t mind you getting on your knees again for me. You pleased me so well,” she tells him.
“I did?” he asks, seemingly surprised.
“ You did. I’m going to be thinking of your tongue and how well you used it when I touch myself again,” she confesses.
“Don’t touch yourself,” he declares. “Tomorrow, I must attend some business, but I’ll be back the next day. How about the next day I come over and we can continue this again?”
“I’d like that,” she coos, and then I hear them kissing.
“You’re such a bad girl,” he growls, then smacks her ass, and she giggles for him.
“I’ll see you soon,” she calls out to him, and then I hear the door shutting behind her.
“You can come out. I know you’re listening,” Ellie says.
Dammit, how the … slowly I open the door and sheepishly come out. “He sounds pleased,” I say.
“Guess he’s not the only one.” She smirks, her eyes falling onto my dick, which twitches beneath her gaze.
“That was ... I don’t know what the hell that was,” I say, running my hand over my buzz cut.
“Fun, that was fun.” She grins.
“What did you do to his phone?” I ask.
“I had sent him a spam email. Once you open it, it infects your phone, and I can see everything you do on it,” she explains.
“And you think you’re going to be able to find your friend with that?” I ask.
“I’m hoping there are clues.”
“Wouldn’t he keep anything to do with the girls encrypted?”
“I find not all villains are smart.” She grins.
“I guess he did fall for the whole fucking him into unconsciousness,” I say, rolling my eyes.
“I’ve done it before, but that maneuver is effective to give me time to do something. Drugging them is too hard, they will always know. Choking them until they are unconscious in the middle of a sex game, yeah, men never second guess that.” My eyes narrow on her. “Well, I’m beat, and honestly, I’m going to have to go get myself off because he definitely didn’t make me come, then I’m going to have a shower. These scenarios are always so stressful,” she says.
“Why was he calling you Miss Carmen? I don’t understand,” I ask her.
“Because that man likes a certain woman to dominate him.” My brows raise high. “Don’t act so surprised, men like to let go of control, too. Manuel seems to need someone else to take the reins every so often. Big tough cartel man that he is, can be stressful.”
“Who would have known?” I chuckle.
“What, wouldn’t you like it if you had a woman take over? Make you crawl on your knees so you could eat her out?” Images of me on my knees crawling toward her run through my mind. “I seem to be able to get you on your knees easily.” She grins at me.
“Excuse me?” I question her.
“I’ve got you on your back a couple of times, guess that counts too.”
“That wasn’t sex,” I bite back.
“But jerking off while watching me get fucked, what’s that?”
I still.
“A moment of madness.”
“It was hot.” She grins.
“Never to be repeated. I don’t know why I did it in the first place,” I tell her.
“Might be something to do with seeing me naked.”
“You have a high opinion of yourself,” I bite back.
“I do. You saw me naked. Why wouldn’t I.”
“I’m going to bed,” I say, trying to cut this conversation short.
“Good night. And if you hear me moaning, don’t worry, I’m just finishing myself off. It’s an occupational hazard,” she says, sauntering off back to her room. It’s on the tip of my tongue to tell her I’ll help, but I think I’ve done enough tonight, and Brooks’ words “Don’t sleep with her” ring in my ears.
“Night, Ellie.”