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Chapter 33

Third POV

Mindless walking. When was the last time Eboni went for a walk since everything happened? So much has happened in the spand of two months - almost three. Foster family slaughtered. Fight to the death with a serial killer. Lived to tell the tale. Gain an odd connection with the killer. Sleeps with the killer. And now their both giving each other the silent treatment.

Eboni is supposed to be at her therapy session, but the girl is tired of going. They aren't helping, so why not skip? Sooner or later, Tiffany and Michael will stop wasting their money on it. It is hard for Eboni to walk in her cast, but she doesn't care. The teen needs some fresh air after the events that took place a few days ago.

The way Jeff grabbed her didn't upset her. She's not holding any resentment. If anything, his actions made her panties wet and left her completely frustrated. Eboni can't deny that most of what he said is true to some degree. It's the fact that he's full of himself, completely overconfident and has the skills to back it up - the way he makes her squirm just by looking at her, and the way he makes her feel physically and emotionally on cloud nine.

She adores all those traits about him, good and bad. But his words were so harsh that it left a bad taste in her mouth. Why does Taylor trigger him so much? Why is he so angry at her? And why must he keep reminding Eboni that she is the furthest from ever being considered sane?

To add on, Taylor has been blowing up her phone nonstop. It's so annoying that Eboni has considered blocking her. She gets this weird feeling that Taylor is extremely obsessive and always has to know what's going on with particular people. She had to kick her out of her home twice, trying to get her friend to understand that she needed space. If it wasn't for Iris being so understanding and keeping Taylor at bay, Eboni would've snapped at her.

Right now, the girl stops at the dollar store, hoping to score herself some much needing junk food and possibly this 'Starbucks strawberry drink' she's been hearing so much about. Once in the store, she spots the drink right away, snatching three from the shelves.

One of the workers watches, chuckling to himself. "Big fan of those, huh?"

Eboni hears the voice, turning around and raising a brow. He's tall, buff with tan skin and blonde hair with a set of baby blue eyes. Sure, he's attractive but looks oddly familiar. "Uh.. I don't know yet - I've never tried it before." She said, trying to walk away to avoid conversation.

"Running away from me already? You really don't remember me?"

Eboni looks blankly at the male, tempting to walk away and ignore him. The guy laughs, shaking his head. "You never change. I'm Alex. We were foster siblings for a few months before I moved to a family here."

The teen's eyes widen, gasping. "Cry baby, Alex!? When did you get so..." she looks at him from head to toe, "....Fit?"

"When I joined the football team. I'm captain, after all. On my way to scoring a scholarship." He smiles happily. "I figured out who you were after the first fight you had at school - been trying to talk to you since, how've you been?"

Eboni sighs, rubbing the back of her neck. "You know, the universe still being a hardcore bitch. But at least one of us got the better life." She shrugs, smiling softly.

Alex frowns, shaking his head. "Oh come on, I heard of the family that took you in after what happened to you when you moved here. They seem like caring people."

"Heh. They're just using me for a check, Alex. They're hardly home, always overseas. Not that I care - more free time away from nagging parents."

Alex decides to change the subject since there's no convincing Eboni that she has a chance to change her life around. "So, going to the Halloween party I'm throwing this weekend?"

Eboni sighs heavily, throwing her head back dramatically. "Yeah, yeaaaaaah, I'm going. Taylor's gonna drag me there either way."

Alex notices the light burise on her neck but chooses not to comment on it. "You're friends with Taylor? That's surprising. I'd thought two head strong women like yourselves would always butt heads."

"We do sometimes. But I guess she's alright. Anyways, it's getting late, so I guess I'll see you then -"

"Wait! At least give me your number? So we can catch up some more." He smiles kindly.

Eboni doesn't think much of it since Jeff and her aren't on speaking terms. She puts her number into his phone before walking off and grabbing more strawberry flavored items. After paying for them, she takes her time getting back, enjoying the feeling of the moonlight shining down on her.

When home, she unlocks the front door, locking it behind herself. She moves into the kitchen, dropping her bags and placing her strawberry drinks into the refrigerator. She takes a strawberry shortcake and a cold strawberry milk and begins walking up to her room.

Eboni nearly jumps out of her skin at the sight of Jeff sitting on her couch with his legs stretched open, completely relaxed in his seat. He's dressed in his regular black ripped skinny jeans and a black muscle shirt, showing off his lean yet muscled arms - a few veins bulging on his hands and arms. The sight nearly makes Eboni drool, but she quickly remembers the anger he caused.

Eboni notices a bag lying next to him. "What's in there?" She asks boredly.

Jeff doesn't answer, his unnerving gaze never leaving her. He taps his foot and points to the ground in between him, giving the girl a silent command that Eboni understands.

However, she scoffs , crossing her arms over her chest. "Hell no. Why should I!? We haven't talked for three days, and you expect me to be obedient!?"

Jeff's frown remains despite his craved smile. He leans forward, resting his elbow on his knees - his cheek resting against his fist. He points to the ground again, not uttering a word.

Eboni gulps, feeling herself squirm under his stare. Why does he have so much power over her? "I said NO!" she shouts, stomping her foot and puffing out her cheeks in a tantrum like manner.

"You lost." He states in a matter of fact tone.

She stops, glaring at the killer. Lost? Lost what? It takes the teen a few minutes to realize she's the first to speak during this whole interaction. They were openly giving each other the silent treatment - a little game they formed based on their pettiness. Eboni huffs, sticking her nose up at Jeff.

"Don't wanna! Not gonna!" She pouts, throwing her tantrum again.

Jeff watches his clench fist becoming tighter - his patience is thinning. "Come. Here. Princess." He orders, voice horse and strain - struggling to keep his self control.

Eboni stops, noticing a darkness casting over Jeff's eyes. He's slipping again. Finally, she gives in, moving onto her knees in between his legs. The killer stares down at her, reaching down to caress her cheek with the back of his hand.

"Mhm....you've been fighting back way too much. I don't like it." He said, voice an eerie calmness to it.

"Breaking the rules, arguing back - why is that?"

"Because Taylor hasn't -"

Eboni yelps, the killer grabbing a handful of her hair - yanking her head back. "Think you know everything, huh? Listen carefully, princess, I run this shit - all you gotta do is follow. How hard is that? That's all you've ever wanted. Guidance. Leadership. Someone to take full control over everything you do - every decision you make, I have to give my stamp of approval first. I'm only doing what's best for you, trying to keep you safe. Why can't you see that? Why can't you understand that?"

Not once did Jeff raise his voice at the girl. He's able to keep his tone leveled and demeanor calm, which is unlike him. This change makes Eboni quickly fall under his spell. The killer let's go of her hair, tracing her lips with his thumb.

"Did some thinking... maybe you don't listen because I haven't taught you anything yet. Maybe if you learn a few things from me, you'll get a better understanding of who's in charge here. Think so too, yeah?"

Eboni nods her head, opening her mouth to gently suck on his finger. He smirks, pulls away, and moves to relax further into the couch. "Since you agree, then strip."

Eboni hesitates, watching Jeff dig through his black bag. He glances over and frowns. "Keep your bra and underwear on princess. Hurry up." He orders.

She nods, taking off her sweatpants and t shit - blushing at her pink matching set. Her bra has a tiny sliver bell in the middle, while her panties have a pink kitty in the middle. Jeff looks down at her, grinning.

"Damn... maybe we are 'meant to be'." He laughs loudly, dumping the content from the bag onto the couch.

Eboni's eyes widen, feeling so embarrassed. She hasn't put the items on her person yet. The first is a pink belt corset with wings on the back, made to wrap around her chest, torso, waist, and thighs. The second is a pink collar with a huge sliver bell in the middle and smaller bells on its side matched with a pink leash. The last is a cat set with ears, paws, a tail, and bow accessories to go on her wrist.

Jeff quickly puts everything on her, ordering her to adjust her body when need be. Once done, he leans back, smirking. He feels so proud of himself for some odd reason. Maybe its because he won their little game. Or that everything he's gotten fits her perfectly.

"I consider myself a dog person...but shit. You got nothing on him, kitty."

Eboni squirms, her bell ringing to her movements. The new pet name is stirring something deep within her. She wants him to fuck her already. "Daddy -"

Jeff yanks her forward by her hair, shaking his head. "Cats don't talk. They purr, whine, whimper - when they want something. So show me how bad you want me." He orders, letting go of her hair and leans back into the couch.

Eboni quickly moves to grind against his shoes, holding onto his knee. She whines, crawling up to grind against his leg. When that isn't enough, she settles onto his thigh, roughly grinding against it. She whines, and whimpers needing the killer to do something, anything.

Jeff watches in boredom, his fists clench at his side while his length strains against his pants. As much as he wants to slame her on this couch and fuck her brains out, he won't. Not yet. Instead he keeps staring at her keeping his face blank. He wants to see what else she'll try.

Getting frustrated, Eboni moves back onto her knees , rubbing her face against his crotch. She looks up at him with mock innocence as she gently kisses the fabric against his hard length. Jeff groans, finally having her right where he wants.

"Since you were a virgin, I know you never sucked dick before." He said, undoing his zipper. "So this will be the first thing I teach you."

Jeff pulls his length out, the sight making Eboni's mouth water. As known before, he's big, girth thick with veins pulsing. The tip is already leaking pre - his dick twitching every so often. The killer smirks at her lustful & curious fill eyes.

He slaps his dick against her face, tilting his head. He reaches his hand and places it behind the back of her head. "Open up. Stick your tongue out."

Eboni slowly opens her mouth, sliding her tongue out as far as it can go. He forces her head forward, his tip resting against her tongue. "Close your mouth. Suck on it." He instructs.

Eboni closes her mouth, shyly sucking in his tip. She glances up, watching his reactions to make sure she's doing everything correctly. He sighs, forcing a bit more into her mouth - keeping his hand firmly on the back of her head.

"Mhm..use your tongue, princess. Less teeth - fuck, you have a big mouth that talks so much shit- I know you can stretch it more, open wider."

The girl's eyes begin tearing up as Jeff forces more of himself into her mouth. Soon, she's gagging, he doesn't stop. When at his base, he lets go of her head. "Stay still. Get used to it - don't move. Breathe through your nose. " He orders.

Eboni tries to relax her throat, wanting to avoid any more gagging, but it's being proven difficult. How can she force her body to relax when his huge dick is shoved deep into the back of her throat. This is enough to soak her panties.

Jeff leans back, relaxing into the couch again. He taught her the basics, and now she needs to learn from experience. "Get to work, kitty."

Eboni moves her head up and down, saliva coating his shaft. The killer sighs, bored. "I'm not feeling a thing - you can do better, kitty. Don't you want me to fuck you? I know... Oh, I know it's big.... but you gotta show me how much you miss my dick - so do better."

With those words, determination washes over her orbs - removing his dick from her mouth. She slowly kissed his tip, turning the affectionate gesture into a sloppy lustful display. Eboni whines, giving kisses along his girth before going back to her make-out session with his tip, roughly licking his urethral opening.

Jeff bites his lower lip, placing his hand over his mouth. He still doesn't want to admit that she's doing better since she can do way more. "That's all you got, princess?" He grins teasingly.

Eboni narrows her eyes, forcing his length down her throat in one go - not caring how many times she gags. She hollows out her cheeks while licking against the pulsing veins.

Jeff's breath catches in his throat. He leans his head back, reaching to grip her hair while his other hand grips the couch cushion. "Fuuuuck, yeah, that's it - keep going like that."

Feeling more confident, Eboni moves her head up and down slowly, the sound of her sloppy sucking and Jeff's groans fill her room. A low moan lips pass Jeff's lips as he looks down at the girl with a lopsided grin.

"Look at you...learning so quick- ah shit~"

Eboni moans around him, the sight of his pleasureble expression feels her with so much more arousal. This has become one of her new favorite things - sucking Jeff the killer's dick. Such a shameless thought, but she doesn't care at all. She missed this. She misses him.

She bobs her head faster, swallowing his whole length and licking his scrotum in between. The sudden change in movement and skill catches the killer off guard. Jeff's body tenses, a shameless moan leaving his lips.

"H-Holy shit, you bitch I'm gonna - fuck!~"

Jeff forces her head down to his base, his cum filling her mouth and traveling down her throat. He pants heavily, slowly coming down his high his body now completely relaxed - like all the stress & frustration is being lifted from his shoulders.

"Was the kitty that eager for some milk?" He chuckles breathlessly, letting go of her head and pulls himself out of her mouth. "Open up."

Eboni opens her mouth, her tongue hanging out. She can still taste him - a bit salty but nothing she can't get used to. She still has some of his load on her tongue and inside her mouth. The sight makes Jeff pull her forward by her leash. He quickly slips his tongue into her mouth, kissing her deeply and roughly. Both melt into the kiss, missing the feeling it brings them both. A calmness and alluring desire that only the two can fulfill within each other.

Jeff pulls away, licking and nibbling her lips. "Shit...damn princess, you did so good." He whispers against her lips.

The praise makes Eboni squirm, becoming eager for more. He chuckles, leaning back and pats his lap. "Get on kitty. I know you wanna be bred."

Eboni quickly crawls onto his lap, trying to pull her panties off, but her cat paws make it difficult. Jeff laughs, reaching behind his back to pull out his knife. "So fucking impatient." He mocks, slicing the hem of her panties - pulling them off.

She tries to slide him in, but Jeff rushes to place his hands on her hips, gripping them. "Slow the hell down. I gotta teach you how to ride me, princess - this is new for you."

Eboni whines, trying to wiggle out of his hold but stops from the slaps of her ass and yanks on his leash. "Cats...are so unruly." Jeff grumbles, rolling his eyes. "Follow my lead, stubborn bitch."

Jeff lifts her hips, slowly grinding against her folds. "Start moving your hips a bit."

Eboni does, whining for more but doesn't dare to try. The killer smirks, slowly sliding himself inside. He grunts, surprised at how wet she already is. "Did..sucking me off get you this soaked? Fuck -"

Eboni blushes, gasping at the feeling of his intrusion. She misses this, the feeling of his length stretching her cut to fit his. Perfectly - this moment is perfection in her eyes. She made for this killer. Eboni nods her head shamelessly at his question, resting her kitty paws against his shoulders.

Once fully inside, Jeff guides her hips up and down , showing her how to move in this position. He grunts again, moving her hips in a grinding motion, then circles them a bit. Jeff looks up, smirking at the brain-dead look in her eyes.

He yanks her by the leash again to get her attention. She whimpers, looking down at him. "Foucs kitty. Now do it how I showed you." He orders, moving his hands behind his head.

Eboni bites her lip nervously, slowly moving her hips up and down - moaning at the feeling. Jeff, however, looks bored again. "This is your punishment. You will do all the work tonight. You have to earn me fucking your brains out. Put on a fucking show, you worthless slut."

Hearing this, Eboni picks up pace. She bounces against him, leaning forward to grind his length into a certain angle - pleasurable for the both of them. Jeff curses under his breath, loving the view before him. Her tits bouncing within her bra, the bells of her collar juggling, her eyes rolling to the back of her head, and her lips - those fucking full lips part into a 'o' shape. He wish he has his phone to take pictures of this moment.

Eboni cries out, his cock hitting right where she wants. She whines, her movements getting sloppier and more desperate. Jeff licks his lips, moving his hands back onto her hips. He grips them, thrusting upward. This makes her moan loudly, body falling onto his.

He laughs, thrusting fast and roughly into her. "Fuck - holy shit~" he moans into her ear, leaving hickeys along her neck.

But he stops, keeping himself buried deep inside her. He yanks her up by her hair, staring into her honey brown eyes. Jeff kisses the girl passionately, pouring all of his emotions into it. He pulls back, lines of spit stretching from their lips.

He rest her forehead against his, locking eyes. "You're my girl. You belong to me. Every part of you. Your body, your mind, even your fucking soul. It all belongs to me. Do you understand, Eboni-"

When hearing her name leave his lips, she smiles. "Yes, Jeff. I belong to you... no matter what." She whispers.

His heart. He can feel it beating against his ribcage. The way this girl makes him feel so light, so free. There's no way he's letting her slip away. Nothing can take her from him. And he'll always make sure of that.

Switching positions, he placing the girl over the arm of the couch - yanking her leash to force her back to arch. He pounds into her, not sparing her a moment to catch her breath. Both relish at the feeling that's completely euphoric. The feeling of her cunt squeezing around his cock - the way his cock slames mercilessly into her g-spot, the bulging veins of his cock rubbing all around her gummy wet walls, making her squirt against his pants and couch.

The sight makes Jeff dump his load into her, groaning deeply as his chest vibrates from the sounds of pleasure leaving him. The feeling of his load makes Eboni cum, crying out in ecstacy - more tears streaming down her cheeks.

Jeff leans forward, licking her tears. "Gonna start listening to me?"

Eboni nods weakly, eyes fluttering close. The killer grins, "gonna start behaving?"

"Yes... Yes, Daddy..." she said, voice soft and shaky.

He stays inside of her, pulling her back onto his lap as they share another kiss. Jeff pulls away, thrusting into her again.

"That's my girl."