"We'll check the camera," Dax says. "Come inside."
But it's dark. When we check the camera, there isn't much to see. Just a white van and a figure in dark clothing, driving away. You can't tell if it's a mask in the video or if he just has a hood pulled up over his head.
But I know what I saw.
"Do you believe me?" I ask Dax.
"Yeah, of course, I believe you. Why wouldn't I?"
I look at Elias, who shakes his head and walks off. "He doesn't."
"You know, Saige…" Elias starts.
"Oh, this is going to be good," I say wryly.
"Maybe it's time for us to just tie you up, leave you out in the front yard all night with a big red bow on your head, and see what happens."
"Cool. If I'm not kidnapped, I'll freeze to death. Win-win for you."
"Don't you have a big coat? You can borrow my big coat. I'll even build you a little fire on the lawn."
"Okay, I don't think we need to get further into the details here," Dax says. "We're not tying Saige up and leaving her on the front lawn."
"Whatever. I'm fucking tired of this." I snatch my bag from the couch and head toward my bedroom.
"See what happens when you baby her, Dax? You've turned her into a fucking crybaby. Can't even take a joke now, Saige?"
I can take a joke just fine, but he's not joking, and I'm not going to fight with him anymore. I haven't—or I've done my best not to, and he certainly doesn't make it easy—since he told me it makes his dick hard.
I close the door behind me, lie back on my bed, and scroll my phone for a few minutes before the door opens and Dax steps into the room.
"Did I turn you into a crybaby, baby?" He takes the phone from my hands and sets it on the nightstand before lying on top of me.
"No. I just find him exhausting." I wrap my arms around his neck, bringing his mouth to mine, kissing his lips.
"Well, he's been a crybaby, too," Dax says, unbuttoning my jeans and working them down my legs, along with my underwear. He kisses the inside of my thigh before slipping his fingers inside my pussy. "He thinks we've been spending too much time together, so I told him I'd watch the game with him tonight. You can watch it with us, too. We ordered Indian food."
I sigh, so distracted by his fingers that I can barely think. "Um…fuck, that feels good…" He laughs before I continue, "No, I don't want to hang out with Elias, and I'm not hungry."
"Yeah, you've been doing that enough lately, haven't you?"
"Shut up…but yes."
He pulls his fingers out, licking them clean before pulling out his dick, wrapping his fist around the base and guiding it toward my entrance. I gasp when I feel the head against my slit, and practically melt into the mattress when he fills me, waves of pleasure traveling up my spine and down to my fingertips.
Who would have thought that being so thoroughly fucked and sexually satiated would only make me more horny? That's probably why I can't stop myself from looking at Elias—Dax and Nolan have literally fucked my brains out. That's why I liked it when he wrapped his hand around my throat and kissed me. All that's left is horny mush.
I let my hips fall open and wrap a leg around his waist. "Oh, god," I whisper, trying to keep quiet since Elias is just on the other side of the wall. "I've wanted this all day."
"Well, I wouldn't just leave my little doll in here unfucked," he whispers back, kissing me while slowly but firmly rolling his hips into me. "That wouldn't be very nice of me, would it?"
"No…" I moan, so close already. "Oh, my god…you're so big. It feels so fucking good."
"Go ahead and come all over me, baby. You deserve it."
"Dax…"
Before I come, he covers my mouth with his hand, leaning in and whispering in my ear while he fucks me through my orgasm. "Those sweet little noises you make when you come are all mine, Saige. Not his. Remember what I told you about if he heard you? There's no lock on this door."
