Page 37 of Zade (Den of Sin)

I inhale her scent again before placing the pillowcase on the ledge of the window so I can grab my balls as I fuck my fist harder. I groan loudly as I come into my palm with my eyes closed. When I open them I catch her staring at me. Fuck.

ChapterTwenty-Two

AMIRA

I’ve never had an interest in watching a man masturbate. Zade spends his life in control, watching him lose it, over me is exciting. He’s always beautiful to look at, like a work of art but when he comes, it’s next fucking level. He looked furious when he stormed away from the window but did he think I wouldn’t watch? Of course, I’d watch. The fact that he jerked off while smelling me on his pillowcase? That alone made my clit throb with desperate need. I know he’ll come down here completely controlled, and that’s fine because we both know he wants me as much as I want him.

I dip into the water and when I come back up for air, Zade is standing in front of me. I had no idea he was even out here let alone in the water. Before I get a chance to speak, he grabs my hair and yanks my head back, pressing his face into my neck he growls, “You fucking beautiful brat. Explain to me why my pillow smells like your delicious little cunt.”

“You liked it,” I whimper.

He groans as his lips move down my neck, “I fucking love your scent but it changes nothing, Amira. You can’t be mine.”

“You want me. I want you. I don’t see the problem.”

Zade steps back from me, releasing his hand from my hair, “We always want what we can’t have. That’s all this is, Amira. If I gave in, one of us would tire of the other quickly, likely that person would be me. Women are disposable to me. They mean nothing. You wouldn’t be any different. So stop this shit before you get burned. I have excellent control but even I have my limits.”

He turns his back to me as he prepares to get out of the water, “Daddy, I’m already on fire. Can’t you see I’m already burning? You started this the night you took my virginity. Now finish it.”

Without looking back at me he responds, “You started this when you put your pussy up for auction like it fucking meant nothing. You would’ve given it to any man. Like mother, like daughter. I would know, I’ve had both.”

The shock and anger seized me. Is that really what he thinks of me? I feel nauseous when I process his comments. Stepping out of the pool I grab a towel and dry off before slipping my dress back on over my bikini.

I walk into the house and to the kitchen where Zade is doing the dishes. I can feel the stress pouring from him. It would probably be best to leave this to another day but I can’t, “You said you never loved her.”

He shrugs, “I didn’t. I fuck lots of women I don’t love, including you.”

I pause momentarily before shaking off his words, “I’d be a liar if I said your words don’t hurt me, Zade, they do. It’s okay though, I know what you’re doing.”

He glances at me with an arched brow, “What is that?”

I smile, “Pushing me away. But it won’t work. We can’t both be liars and hide how we feel. You hurt me again but I’ll be strong enough to take it all. While you run scared, I’ll be the one strong enough to stand up for what we could have.”

“I’m not scared.”

I laugh, but there’s no humor behind it, “You are terrified Zade.”

His comeback has me shaking my head, “I’m going to the club tonight, don’t wait up for me.”

This time I laugh for real, “Tell me Daddy, will you enjoy picturing me while you’re fucking some other cheap version of me? Careful not to scream out my name. Bitches hate that shit.”

I guess since he has extensive education Zade thinks he’s smarter than I am. However, I’ve known for a while that he put tracking software on my phone. What he doesn’t realize is that I know and I’ve returned the favor. If he goes to Den of Sin, I will know and I will show up. He can say I’ll never be his until he’s blue in the face, but he is mine, and if anyone touches what’s mine there will be a problem. For some reason I don’t believe he’ll fuck another woman, still, I plan to watch the software just to be sure.

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Zade

Fucking brat.She’s driving me insane. I swear she’s some kind of goddamn witch that knows not only every thought in my head but exactly how to get to me. If I fucked another woman, there’s no doubt I’d be picturing her the entire time. The truth is my dick has no interest in any other pussy. Only hers.Mine.Fuck Zade, get your shit together. I storm out of the house and get into my truck, peeling out of the driveway. I don’t have a clue where I’m going but Den of Sin isn’t it. I’m committed to that until I get a text from Sin.

Sin: Can you stop by? I have something for you to take a look at.

Me:Yeah sure. Have my drink ready.

I don’t bother asking why he needs me to come by because I’m not a fan of texting and driving. I’ve seen far too many deaths caused by it. Besides, this wouldn’t be the first time he’s asked for my legal assistance. Like the way he doesn’t charge me his exuberant fee for club membership, I never charge him for my help, it’s the way our friendship has always worked. We always have each other's backs except when I asked him to ban Amira. That’s the first time either of us has uttered the word no. I’m still pissed about that but at the same time, I do understand where he’s coming from. I may not get to have her but I sure as fuck don’t want her in the club. The fear of her going to another location is especially worrisome. There are so-called Dom’s that have no business using that title. It’s one they use to get away with abusing women. The thought of her ending up with someone like that makes me physically sick. Of course, I don’t want her fucking any man that isn’t me. Since I’m not an option I’ll have to figure out a way to deal with that. Who am I kidding? It’s never going to be okay. The thought of another man inside her cunt will always drive me into a murderous rage.

Pulling into Den of Sin, I park beside Sins' overpriced import. He overpaid for that vehicle and I told him as much when he bought it. He’s a little flashier than I am. While I have a larger bank account than him, you’d never know it by the cars we drive. I walk into the club and find Sin sitting at the bar so I grab a seat beside him.

“Is this for me?”

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