Ev's POV

I ran into the house and flung my bedroom door shut, but hesitated. No, if he wants a show I'll give him a damn movie.

I left about an inch of an opening then rummaged through my drawer of toys and pulled out my pink vibrator. I clicked it on and pressed it between my legs, rubbing it slowly up and down. "There are other dicks, there are other cocks, this is a job, you don't need him," I moaned out. I pinched my nipple with one hand my back arched. I don't need to do him, just need to tease him a little bit. I heard the back french doors close quietly and stifled my moans. I didn't want to make it too obvious.

I could hear Eddie shuffling footsteps come to an abrupt stop, and I bit my lip, rubbing the vibrator in small circles over my clit. I wanted to know so badly how his tongue would feel on me. I wanted to walk out of this room, grab him by his hair and force him onto his knees and press his face into me, holding him firmly in place. Those big brown round eyes are so innocent, I'd have to take charge. Eddie is clearly all talk. I'd chain him to my couch and sit on his lap and make him watch me come several times. He seems very secure in his masculinity, and I'm about nighty-five percent sure that man is bi, I'm sure he'd let me peg him. I wonder what sounds he would make.

I dared to look through the crack in the door and was met by Eddie's eyes lingering on me from his place on the couch. I quickened my pace as I felt the familiar force grow in my stomach. Would he moan loudly or let out tiny whimpers. Fuck I hoped it was tiny whimpers. I gripped the pillow above me and arched my back as my body shook. I sucked in a breath and moaned sharply holding his gaze as I came hard. I loved holding a toy there until I stopped pulsing, no matter how sensitive I was, just for my own sweet torture.

I walked over to the door. "Oh no, I must have left this open mistake," I said with a wink and closed the door.

Eddie cleared his throat, and I heard him climb the stairs to the loft before jumping into the bed just a room above mine. "Fuck me," He whispered exasperatedly.

"You wish,"

He chuckled. "Darling, if that were my tongue, you'd be shaking a lot harder."

Butterflies swirled in my stomach, and I bit my lip. "I doubt you can shake your tongue that fast."

Eddie peaked his head through the gap in the floor, and his eyes fluttered when he saw me. "Wanna see? I could come down there really quick. I mean, you're dressed for the occasion."

I grabbed my tits and massaged them, pushing them together. His lips parted. "Again, not on your life, Munson. Not on your life."

"Good thing I just died and gone to heaven," he said with a cheeky smile.

I threw a pillow up at him, and he rolled away from my view. I threw on a black tank top and a new, more lacy thong. "You know, you're putting in a lot of effort for someone who doesn't wanna fuck me. All you have to do is ask," He said.

I rolled my eyes. "Are you frustrated?"

"Fucking yeah I am!" He yelled.

"Then my work here is done. Or not. I can go harder if you want?" I said, only half joking.

"Please. Tease all you want. The minute I get you into a bedroom, I bet you'll be begging to be tied up and spanked like a good girl. I've seen your type. 'Hardass on the streets, tie me up and hurt me in the sheets.'"

My smile fell. I wanted to challenge him, but that's exactly what he wants. "Why don't you go off and play save the world with Dustin or a round of Dungeons and Dickwads. You don't have to be here,"

Eddie walked down the steps and slid my door open. He was standing in nothing but a fresh pair of boxers, and holy shit was the outline of his dick long and thick. He was thin, but his muscles were well defined. He definitely could hold me up on his waist while I bounced on that cock.

"I actually am very much forced to be here. On the run from the police, remember? End of the world? Evil wizard?" He said as he leaned against the door frame.

"Yeah, that has been mentioned to me a few times,"

His face fell, and he looked to the ground, his wet hair drooping forward."How come you haven't asked about any of that, by the way?"

I shrugged, "If you wanted to talk about it, you would. I don't pry, I listen. That's why Dustin likes it here so much."

"So, not for the massive and perfectly round tits?" He said with pinched brows.

I scoffed. "He's a literal child. Gross."

"He's a guy, guys like boobs. All I'm saying."

I rolled my eyes. "Maybe you should say less."

"Give me something to suck on, and I might," Eddie said with a wink of his doe eyes.

"You will never tell me what to do in the bedroom. Period," I said with a chuckle.

He stretched his arms up and shrugged as he turned away from me. "Like I said, 'Hardass on the streets, tie me up and hurt me in the sheets.' No shame in being a Daddy's girl."

I curled my lip in anger. I'm done playing games. I guess I didn't establish enough sexual dominance for him to get the idea. I need him wrapped around my finger. My eyes flashed to the sofa, and the handcuffs were placed through the metal loop—what a presumptuous prick.

I walked quietly behind him until I was close enough to loop my foot under his and trip him right in front of them. "What the-!" He exclaimed and grunted as he hit the ground. I fought him to flip him over and straddle his chest. He was grunting and trying to buck me off of him. My muscles shook as I pulled his arms up to the cuffs, and locked him in place.

He pulled on the cuffs in an attempt to free himself, and I grabbed his face with one hand, squishing his cheeks. "Red. Safeword, is red."

I pushed myself off of him and sauntered into the kitchen for a pipe and lighter. Eddie chuckled. "Let me out, seriously. Look, we were having fun. Going back and forth, ha, ha, but nothing was ever gonna happen. Serious shit is happening out there. I was just kidding. Let me out,"

"I'm sorry, are you begging to a "Daddy's girl" to let you out of wittle old handcuffs?" I asked, raising the pitch of my voice. I walked over to him and placed a foot on his chest and pressed. "Beg harder."

We stared at each other for a long while. I was giving him the opportunity to say the safeword and stop it all.

He stifled coughs, and his lips twitched. His eyes were dark. "You'll never get me to beg,"

I shrugged, amd straddled his hips while packing my bowl and bringing it to my lips. I took a long drag, grabbed his mouth, and forced it open, blowing the smoke into his. He pulled his head away from my hand hard. I guess one of my fantasies is about to come true.

Eddie's POV

Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck. I have never been a combination of angry, scared, and incredibly turned on in my life. My dick ached as I just only came a handful of minutes ago, and it was back to being harder than a damn rock. Ev was so fucking wet. Every time she moved, I felt it seep through her tong and onto my chest. If the roles were reversed, I'd make her lick it off. I never had a woman do this to me. I'm not saying the safeword. I want to see how this plays out.

Ev slowly pulled her shirt off and her tits bounced. I wanted one in my mouth, but fuck, not even half would fit. "I guess I called it right. Wanna be dom bisexual."

"Nah, only the latter, sweetheart," I said and bit my lip as I looked up and down her body.

Her hand slapped my cheek just hard enough to send an electric shock through my body to the tip of cock. My mouth dropped. Her hand fisted my hair, pulling my head back. "Get a good look, Munson. This is the last time you will ever see me naked," better fucking not be.

"Stick out your tongue," I did as I was told with pleasure. Ev braced an arm on the sofa and lowered herself to me, pulling me by my hair up to her chest, letting the hard nub of her nipple glide across my tongue. I moaned, and she pulled my hair harder. "Suck," gladly. "Harder."

I swirled my tongue and sucked with my eyes closed and moaned. Ev pulled my hair briskly. "No, look me in the eye," I looked up at her, and she moaned. I bit down, and she bucked her hips but kept me firm in my place. A hand threw my head down, and she pulled my legs so my knees were up and leaned her back against them, her ankled at my ears. She trailed a hand from her neck that I desperately wanted to choke, down the middle of her chest, and over her soft stomach with a biteable roll that formed as she bent down and pulled her thong off.

Ev pushed herself back to straddle me and used her hand to shake my mouth open, stuffing her thong in. My eyes rolled in the back of my head as I could finally taste her. It wasn't enough, and I needed more.

She leaned back against my knees and slid a finger between her sweet pussy lips. "That's the closest you will get to tasting me."

I watched in awe as her finger moved in slow circles, then side to side. She started slow, with labored breaths. Then quickened, moaning quietly. My body was on fire. I never needed to be touched more in my life. She shifted her hips, and I let out a moan, big mistake. She pressed her hips down harder on my cock and moved her hips up and down. I could have cried. It felt so good. Her back arched, and her body shook as she came, letting out a stifled scream, and I watched her rub until she stopped throbbing.

Ev smiled and pulled her thong out of my mouth, replacing it with her fingers, and I savored every second. She pushed off of me and disappeared into her room. I stayed still as ever, waiting for my next torture, but she came out clothed in an oversized t-shirt and tight shorts, unlocking my cuffs.

I panted and stood, feeling lightheaded. My knees buckled, and I braced on the sofa. When my vision cleared, I turned to her, standing with her hands on her hips and smug smile on her lips.

I pointed and got so close I could kiss her. "Karma is a hard-hitting bitch. Remember that," I turned and walked into the kitchen, "I need an orgasm, and god damn cheese burger."