Ecstasy between His Legs

Liam got out of the elevator on the 41st floor which was where he lived with Charlotte. As he reached the entrance of the apartment, he breathed deeply after taking a moment to bask in the feelings of the gathering he'd just had.

He brought out his key card from his wallet which was what served as the access to this automated door lock, and he swiped his card by the sensor and the door opened.

With his hand on the knob, he entered the house with a smile on his face, the very one that Ava had left him with, and to his utter shock, he was welcomed by the unexpected as the door shut behind him.

Jacqueline, Charlotte's mum was seated right beside Charlotte who'd normally have been in bed or at the club and this was a shock for Liam whose face couldn't hold back on mirroring what he felt.

"Hello." Liam said to them both as he turned to advance towards his room.

"What are you? The Pizza boy? You stay out this late selling drugs or hooking up with strangers?" Jacqueline asked with a condescending tone that could easily be mistaken for Charlotte's.

"Excuse me? I didn't think I had a curfew." Liam said with a face of inquiry stirred by anger and disgust.

"Oh, he speaks? I thought all your family did for a living was to leech off people while navigating your pathetic, miserable lives? Don't forget your place, son." Jacqueline said with a much disdainful tone.

"Of course." Liam said, keeping his anger in control while he moved away from them and headed to his room.

"Is it just me or does misery look good on their family?" Jacqueline asked Charlotte before producing a sinister laugh in Liam's absence.

"I don't know, mum. How about you ask him?" Charlotte replied with contempt.

"He's not worth it. I just hope he fucks better than he submits." Jacqueline continued.

"You don't worry about that. He's mine, within and outside the bedroom.

Liam, who is full of rage and wearing a sour face with his facial nerves tightened and his jaws clenched hardly sits on the edge of his bed and breathes out loud while trying to pacify himself from the feelings he was nursing.

With his hands on his laps, his phone's notification chimed and he turned his back to check what message it was.

"Hey, Liam. Thank you for tonight, for all of it. I'm glad you made it. You made my night, too. Sleep well and have a great weekend."

This message was from Ava and somehow this made Liam smile and his anger was behind him as he slipped himself into his bed with his hands behind his head while he slept.

***** **********

Liam slipped into a dream.

"You really are your father's son, another failure and remarkable flop." Jacqueline said to Liam with a sinister expression as she lay in bed to his right side.

"You're a tough guy now, uhn? Keeping late nights and doing whatever?" Charlotte said to his left side as she sat by the bed.

Liam, who was still not over how Jacqueline got to his bed, was further panic-stricken as he heard Charlotte's horror whisper in his ears.

In a bid to escape from their middle, he wanted to get off from the bed, but his hands had been shackled to the frame of the bed above his head. The chains clanked as Liam kept struggling to escape with sweat and horror getting exhibitions on his face and body.

While he was struggling with getting himself out of the shackles, he felt a slow and sharp touch that was climbing from his belly towards his bare chest. This scared him the more as Charlotte's claw-like nails were teasing and walking through his skin which was sweaty.

Charlotte got to his neck, looked at him in the eyes with her cold eyes that contained no warmth or compassion despite his pleas and tears.

Jacqueline kept laughing outrageously and with all creepiness as she enjoyed seeing his face full of fear and dread.

"This is beautiful, no, perfect. Shhhhh." Charlotte whispered into his trembling ears as he kept shut just as she'd instructed.

She took a last glance at his face and moaned as though she was getting pleasure from seeing him terrified.

With her fingernails by the left side of his neck, she swiftly slit his throat to the right, and laughed as the blood gushed, squirted and spilled from multiple positions of his neck.

She used her palm to wipe the blood from her face while she watched with pleasure his struggle and pain as life slowly faded from his face.

**********. *********

"Charlotte. Stop. No. Please."

Liam snapped back to mortal reality after this horror-striken dream and with a fast paced breathing and heart rate, he was full of bubbling sweat all over his body as he put his hand on his neck in a hurry, trying to confirm that it was all a dream.

After a few seconds of heavy breathing and dread and fear dancing on his face and trembling body, he looked down towards his thighs where he was beginning to feel a sort of tingling sensation.

"Do I terrify you?" Charlotte asked while she was seated on the edge of his bed with her right hand's finger nails tracing through his naked thighs.

"Fuck!" Liam yelled out in shock.

"What was this sick freak who'd just used her claws to slit his throat with those cold eyes doing in his room? And what the hell was with the makeup on her face this late?" Liam thought to himself with his fear getting the better of him.

As Charlotte continued stirring up his nerves and has he regained control of his sensations and feelings, he was slowly getting aroused by her touch.

Liam looked at her with a face of worry and fear instead of pleasure while she traced her way up to his boxers with her nails.

She dipped her hand into his boxers and massaged his penis until he was fully erect. She danced with her fingers at the tip of his penis causing him to shiver while he breathed out loudly and let out a moan with his eyes half opened.

She kept teasing him as she found her way round his veined girth and firmly erect length, and kept him waiting as she stared at him right in the eye strong enough to pierce into his soul.

She placed her fingers on the tip of his penis and slowly wriggled on it. Liam was ecstatic and his eyes were twitching more often as he moaned out.

Liam opened his eyes fully after he noticed that there was no pleasurable movement or anything at all around his penis anymore, and he saw Charlotte standing. She'd left him erect and insanely aroused and she looked at him with no iota of emotional attachment.

"I'm your turn-on, and your duty is to please me, but not tonight." Charlotte uttered with haughty audacity bearing no smile or any other expression that Liam could name.

Charlotte left the room and shut the door behind her, and Liam breathed out loud in frustration as his penis' erection came crawling down.