I mean, obviously.

"Chloe. Jess." I spoke authoritatively. "Go to the bedroom and go to sleep."

They made no move and I realized this might be harder than I thought. Liz stepped in to help me.

"Chloe, Jess, listen carefully. You want to go to the guest bedroom of the house and have a nice, long sleep. You want to let Dan and I have some privacy. You'll love being in the guest bedroom and while you can leave for things like using the bathroom or getting food, you'll want to return there as soon as possible. Now please, stand up and walk away from Dan."

They did as they were told and when they reached the door, they both gasped simultaneously.

"That was pretty clever," Jess said with some admiration. "You wanna fuck Dan on your own so you made sure we'll stay in the guest room," Chloe added. "Well, we'd better get over there!"

Liz rolled her eyes as they left. Once we were alone, she spoke to me again. "I want you to use me," she said in a low growl. Her eyes glinted with lust. "Get over here and do whatever you want to me. I wanna be your fuckpuppet."

I obliged, rising and moving toward her. Her breathing slowed and her eyes became unfocused. I stopped several feet from her and she frowned.

"Mmm... why'd you stop?" she slurred. "I wanna fuck."

"If you want to fuck, you'll need to come fuck me," I said imperiously. "So what do you think, Liz? Wanna fuck me? It's not tough, just come on over."

"Why...?" she moaned. She put a foot forward, then withdrew it. "I don't think I, um, can. Here." She awkwardly shimmied out of her skirt, leaving her in a casual blouse and a pair of red panties. "You... uh, you think I'm hot?"

I nodded. She pursed her lips, thinking hard. After a second, she very carefully stepped out of her panties. Her shaven vulva peeked enticingly from under her blouse. "It's realllllly hard to think right now," she said with effort. "I can barely make sentences. Please just fuck me. Please."

I decided to relent somewhat. "Liz, come over here." She sighed with relief and slowly walked over, each step more laborious than the last. "Liz, remove your blouse." She struggled through it. "Liz, remove your bra."

She was now standing fully bare in front of me as I sat on the couch. I hastily stripped out of my clothes and put my hands on her hips. She let out a quiet moan that ended in a gurgle. I drew her closer to me and she slumped forward, her breath ragged and hot on my face. My hands guided her down onto my raging boner, and as soon as it touched her she cried out and thrust herself onto me. I was as surprised as she was and my hips bucked involuntarily, lifting her briefly into the air.

"Liz," I said through heaving breaths, "tell me how you feel right now..."

She growled softly but didn't respond, I reached out with one hand and squeezed her right breast hard, causing her to grunt. I put my other hand on the back of her neck and pulled her forward to make eye contact with me. Her eyes were dull and animalistic.

"Tell me how you feel." I commanded. She frowned, never stopping her clumsy thrusts. I let go of her breast and felt it brush against my chest.

"Mmmm..." she moaned. "Guh. Uhm. Gooooooood..." she sighed with relief, having accomplished her task. "Gooooooooood..."

I responded with a blast of my power, pressing it out against her. She cried out and arched her back, sweat flying off of her body. I realized what was happening and put my hands on her back, squeezing her into me. She continued to scream hoarsely as she impaled herself on me. She was thrusting against me with the frantic urgency of a spooked animal trying to escape its pen and my ears rang with her cries.

The magnetic intensity of her lust and the feeling of Liz's toned, slim body engulfing me soon built to a crescendo and before I knew what was happening I was emptying myself into her. It seemed to go on forever as she threw back her head and wailed, her eyes rolling back in their sockets and the muscles on her neck standing out as her entire body tightened.

Finally, I was spent. Nonetheless, she kept grunting and moaning and thrusting herself against my now-limp member. I pulled back my power and she collapsed forward. She was panting raggedly and let out a racking series of coughs that ended in a whimper. I grew concerned.

"Liz, tell me if you're ok."

Her head lolled limply against my chest and I felt her breath as she tried to squeeze out a word. "Hmmm... I... uh. Liz?"

I pulled up so that she was once again making eye contact. "Liz. Tell me if you're in pain."

Her eyes were glassy and dazed. It reminded me of the time I took my brother to the hospital for surgery. The way the light and comprehension had faded out of his eyes as the pre-op sedative took effect was mirrored in Liz's empty eyes.

"Liz!"

She closed her eyes for a moment. "Uh. Say. Sssssay..."

I tried to figure out what she was trying to tell me. "Liz, what is it? Tell me now."

"Say. Say di. Sayyyy diiiiii..."

This was starting to worry me. I picked up my phone and saw several missed calls and a text from Chloe.

we dont wanna leave the room but we ordered some delivery. can you get it for us

I rushed to the front door, knowing what I'd see but dreading it anyway. At the threshold stood a young woman in jeans and a tight t-shirt with her ponytail tucked into a baseball cap. Her car was parked in the driveway and a bag of rapidly cooling burgers sat at her side. Her mouth was open and her eyes were cloudy.

"...Sadie?" I asked with trepidation.