38. Kayden
KAYDEN
Wearing the mask I wore as Devon took over me is strange, not going to lie.
But if my little demon wants it, if she asks me to, there’s no way I won’t comply.
What Maddy wants, Maddy gets.
And what she wants is for me to chase her through the halls, just like last night. Except this time, the place is full of people making their way around this maze of black fabric, being scared off by other teachers wearing the same mask and gown outfit as me.
This is how we blend in.
I’m glad this charity event didn’t start until late in the evening.
We stayed up all night cleaning up the mess we made.
Thank God, I became a bit of a handyman back when I lived on the streets, so I could fix almost everything that I broke.
And what I couldn’t, Maddy made up for. Together, we made it work.
Including the deep cleaning to erase every drop of blood we spilled.
My sweet, sweet girl helped me, and we came up with the perfect plan to cover up Joseph’s and Lucien’s deaths.
No one will tie it to us.
Having Maddy with me gives me the confidence I can make it through. It doesn’t matter if Devon shows up again, or if things get tough. With her—I can do anything.
I don’t give a damn what others think about us. Together, we’re fucking invincible.
“Come out, come out, Little Demon,” I call out, stepping through the maze.
Unlike yesterday, the halls are now illuminated by neon lights that match the teachers’ masks. A nice finishing touch from Hannah, who brought the decorations with her last minute.
A group of teens with their grown-ass dads walks past me.
Their mothers stacked behind, covering themselves with the men, human shields in all their glory.
Everyone’s so focused on making everything look perfect, and the response has been so strong that after scaring kids for the first hour, they don’t notice when Maddy and I slip away.
My little demon, too, is wearing a mask of her own. And I gotta admit, I see the appeal of it when she’s wearing it. Hers is a ski mask with bloody streaks and combined with her black babydoll dress and her pigtails, she’s the hottest serial killer I’ve seen in my life.
The fact that her mask doesn’t have neon lights is to her advantage, too, making it so much easier for her to sneak around, while I’m announcing my presence everywhere I go with mine.
I slip past another group of students and parents, murmuring to myself, “Where are you, Little Demon?”
My heart races with every second, anticipating the glorious reward.
I smirk when I catch movement at the end of the hall.
Short, thin legs hidden beneath the fabric, giving me déjà vu.
I lift the fabric, ready to whisper, ‘Found you!’
“Boo!” I’m startled as a girl shouts in my face, almost making me stumble back and fall on my ass.
“Oh.” A short blonde-haired girl who’s also wearing a black dress, bites at her lip. Her face is flushed.
“Mr. A’gosto! I’m sorry.” She lowers her gaze, not wanting to meet mine. I recognize her as one of the freshmen in one of my classes. “I was trying to scare my friends. They’re somewhere around here, sorry.”
She darts off before I can react.
I run a hand through my hair and lift my mask to take a breath.
A cackle resounds nearby and I spin to face the owner of said melody.
Leaning against a wall in front of me, right next to another classroom, with legs crossed, and her phone caught between her hands, is my little demon.
“That didn’t scare me.” I shake my hands in front of me.
“Sure, it didn’t.” My girl speaks through her mask. She looks so fierce and lethal wearing it, despite her small stature and petite physique. “Don’t recognize my legs, big brother?” She stretches out one of her beautiful, toned legs, modeling for me.
My cock twitches.
I should, by now, with the uncountable number of times I’ve ogled her since the first time we met.
“I just—had a feeling you’d hide behind the fabric. I don’t know why. A hunch?” I pause. “Where were you?”
“I was hiding, duh,” she says. “But then Hannah grabbed me, and she was hysterical. Guess what?” She lifts her mask up and flashes her phone screen at me.
I lift my own mask and read the text presented to me on the small screen.
It’s about Lucien’s case, now involving Joseph, too. To sum it up, Joseph’s body was found. Or part of him was. It seems like both were caught up in risky business and messed up with the wrong guys. They’re closing the case.
And that’s all that’s being revealed to the public. They bought it. Our plan worked.
“Is this over?” I sigh, relief rolling down my belly. That was fast. “Fuck. Really?”
“Yep.” She leans forward, tiptoeing and wrapping her arms around my neck. “We’re free, Kayden. We’ll be okay.”
“Great news.”
“Wonderful.” She smiles. “And actually…You weren’t so wrong about what you said.”
“About what?”
“About me hiding behind fabrics.”
My lips part, shaping into an O. “Did you—did you hide behind some fabric last night?”
“Yeah.”
“And what happened?”
“You found me.”
“And what did I do?
“Umm…you know.” She pauses. “Stuff.”
“What stuff?”
She presses a finger against my lips.
“You’re seriously not going to tell me?”
“It’s between Devon and me.”
I scoff. “Are you fucking kidding me?”
“It was nothing.”
A voice inside my head groans. My chest stings, a pain erupting through it.
“Nothing?” I don’t recognize my voice. My words are angry, stronger than I meant them to be.
“I mean…” She corners me into the wall, where I almost got scared to death by a student. “It wasn’t nothing-nothing. It made me…” She grabs my hand and slips it under her dress, covering both of us with her body. “Like this.”
Her panties are soaked. I smirk sheepishly.
The tightening in my chest loosens, and the voice shuts down.
I move her panties to the side and test her folds with one of my fingers, sliding it back and forth through her slit.
She purrs.
“Fuck, you’re so wet, baby.” I groan, feeling myself getting harder.
“So wet,” she whispers, pressing her body against mine and attempting to thrust against my hand. “So again, how about we focus on the present and not the past?”
I take my hand back, licking my finger clean as she watches.
“Maybe you should document it somewhere, though,” I say. “I’d love to read it later.”
“With your cock in your hand?”
I cackle. “No comment.”
“Are you saying you want me to write another naughty diary?”
“All I’m saying is, it isn’t a bad idea.” I emphasize the last part of the sentence. “You know, we may share a body, but I don’t know everything Devon does or says.”
“Then we’d better make sure you’ve got enough exciting experiences of your own, baby.”
It’s the first time she calls me that, and God, my heart could explode. It sounds so fucking good sneaking out of her lips.
Madelyn giggles, tracing a manicured finger along my chest. “I don’t want you to be living vicariously through retellings of my naughty times with your other personality, now that you have to share me.”
“Let’s find somewhere more private,” I say, scanning our surroundings as a wave of kids and parents approach us.
This isn’t very professional, and the thoughts I have in my head right now are really not professional.
“So, I can punish you.”
“Punish me?” Maddy brings her index finger to her mouth and bites the tip, flirty little thing.
“If I catch you, I fuck you. That’s my mantra.” I tighten my grip around her hips. “I think I caught you.”
“How romantic.” She laughs.
“There’s nothing romantic about the way I’m going to fuck you, Little Demon. I’m going to destroy your pussy, you’ll be ruined for any other man.”
“That won’t be necessary. I don’t want any other man. You’ve already ruined me, Kayden. There’s only you.” She tiptoes and grabs my head, whispering in my ear, “You’re the only one my pussy craves.”
“Fuck, I love the way you use that mouth of yours.”
“Not only with words.” She wiggles her eyebrows at me.
“Oh, fuck yeah. You’re multi-talented,” I reassure her, wrapping my arm around her hips.
Soon, I’m leading her through the neon lights maze that is the school, all the way to a place I’m positive no one will bother us. Not tonight, at least. I’m glad they rejected my idea when I suggested the gym as the snacks area.
I beckon Madelyn to the wall right next to the locker room. My hands are on her hips, caressing every single curve of hers. Our mouths are so damn close.
We strip off our masks, tossing them to the floor, and I let her lead. My hands grip her neck, cupping her face as I tilt her up, making sure her mouth is glued to mine.
She spends a good amount of time biting at my bottom lip before sneaking her tongue in, forcing me to taste all of her, the sweet redemption I longed for. We lick, suck, and taste each other, our lips crushing and ending with tenderness.
My hands roam through her body, cupping one of her breasts through her dress. She moans in my mouth. I drag my tongue along her jaw, descending down her chest, and pulling down her dress to reveal her gorgeous tits.
Fuck. My little demon’s not wearing a bra.
Her pink nipples harden as I catch one of them between my teeth. Maddy purrs with the sudden wave of pain and pleasure I instill in her. I switch to my tongue, swirling it around her nipple.
Her eyes are half-closed, her mouth open. A yelp of pleasure reassures me I’m making her feel good.
She arches her back, forcing her body tighter against mine. I groan, breathing hot air onto her nipple, before switching to the other and giving it the same care.
She moans under my touch, my tongue dancing around her sensitive skin, as my hand plays with the zipper on her back. Seconds later, her dress is falling to the ground, revealing her black panties that match her whole attire.
I step back and delight myself in her.
She’s stunning. Both me and my cock appreciate the view, and she knows it.
Madelyn smiles, stepping closer to me again, begging to reduce the distance between us.
Her hands fall on my gown, undoing the knot and pulling it off, then slowly unbuttoning my black shirt. Her eyes don’t leave mine as she does, until my shirt is ripped open and my biceps are revealed.
The tattoos on my chest are proudly displayed, and she traces a finger around them.
“I like these,” she says.
The constellations, a flaming heart, and a bowtie, all in black.
The tattoos I got of things that remind me of her. She has no idea.
“I knew you would. Maybe I’ll tell you about them sometime,” I say, my breath ragged.
“Can’t wait.” Maddy licks her lips before toying with my belt and unbuckling it.
My boxers are the last step. She wastes no time in pulling out my cock and falling to her knees.
She spits onto her own hand, and I groan as she strokes my length.
It’s when her mouth is full of me, and I’m panting from the way she’s sucking me off with her hot, wet tongue, that I tug at her hair and pull out my dick.
I want to fuck her mouth so bad, fill her up with my cum, and have her lick off every single drop. But what I want even more than that is to be inside her. Have my cock in her pussy as she begs me for more.
“No.” She whines, her hands gripping my shaft and making me gasp. “I’m not done.”
“What a fucking good girl, so eager to suck my cock.”
How can I deprive her of such thing when she’s claiming what’s hers?
She hangs on there for a few seconds, waiting for confirmation, for me to stop her again. Except I don’t.
I embrace her, allow her to place both hands on my ass, pressing my cheeks through the fabric as she takes my pulsating cock into her wet mouth again, and I meet paradise.
She bobs her head back and forth, slamming my whole length against her throat.
“Fuck, yes. Keep going.”
The euphoria is indescribable.
Every graze of her tongue on my scorching hot skin makes me want to buy a different star in the sky and name it after her.
And God, I fucking hate stars, but she has that effect on me, it alters my brain chemistry.
Because as she slides her tongue up and down my shaft, while one of her hands plays with my balls, all I can see is them—fucking stars.
I lock my gaze on her. My real star. The only one that shines in my sky. Taking my cock so well in her mouth, hollowing her cheeks as she speeds up, and I’m taken on a ride I’ve never been on before.
My eyes roll to the back of my head, and my breath quickens.
“Maddy, yes. Choke on my cock.”
Now, I’m the one bucking my hips, shoving my dick into her mouth and thrusting forward, wanting, needing her deeper. I’m almost there.
I groan so hard, I surely hope the walls in this gym are soundproof.
“Move away, baby,” I say, my voice raspy and strained. “So I can come on your sweet tits.”
Our eyes meet, and she gives my shaft a long stroke with her tongue.
She keeps bobbing her head back and forth instead of listening to me. Letting me sink in her, getting lost in her hot, wet mouth as blood pumps throughout my shaft.
My little demon. My disobedient girl. She’s defying me.
Come, big brother. Come on. I dare you.
And I’m never one to back down from a challenge.
I grind myself against her, grip onto her face, and thrust into her mouth.
It doesn’t take more than a few more seconds until I’m met with the stars again. The stars, and then the beautiful sky of my climax. I’m overcome with my release as I shoot in her mouth, my cock twitching as it unloads.
She doesn’t startle.
Maddy takes it like a good fucking girl, slowly pulling my dick out of her mouth.
My breathing is erratic as I ride out my own orgasm, and I can’t help the animalistic groan that slips out of my mouth watching my girl swallow my cum and lick her lips.
“What a good fucking girl,” I say, a smirk lighting up my face. I’m damn satisfied, but not satiated. Not yet. Not until I have her. “Come here and let me taste you.”
She stands up, tiptoeing and wrapping her arms around me, her naked body slicked with sweat, sticking to mine.
I press my lips to hers and taste my salty release on her lips.
“Now, it’s my turn.”
She smiles. My girl has been patient. She bites her bottom lip, her eyes big. Eager. She wants this. She does.
“I’m going to make a pretty mess out of you, Madelyn.”