Page 56 of Layne Closure Ahead

“You’re a real stubborn pain in my ass, you know that?” Joey sighed as he watched Layne shove another box into the corner of O’Reilly Manor’s master bedroom.

She smoothed back a piece of hair from her face. “There’s more space here than your place. No one is forcing you to move in here with me.” Layne stated it matter-of-factly.

Joey wrapped his arms around her waist and drew her against him with a smirk. “Did you think that I was going to let you out of my sight?”

Layne pushed herself up onto her tiptoes to lightly kiss him. “No, and that’s why I knew I’d get away with doing things my way.” She smirked right back at him. Her hand patted his solid chest before she slid out of his arms.

Thankfully, she had some extra belongings in her old bedroom there in the house she grew up in. She had never moved them into the now-condemned property that had been her home for the last several years. Not to mention, between Joey and Rebecca, they both made sure that she had everything else she needed.

His eyes watched as Layne moved about the room adjusting things to the way she wanted. Her ponytail swayed back and forth with each step. The way her hips moved just begged for his hands to grab them. When she bent over to grab another box off the floor, his cock stiffened at the sight of her magnificent ass that needed his hand leaving red marks on it.

Joey was two steps away from acting on his desires when his phone began to ring in his pocket. He grumbled quietly as he answered it. “Yeah?”

After lifting the box off the ground, Layne turned at the sound of Joey speaking to see him taking a call. She prayed it was the call they had been waiting on. The call that would reveal all of Eric’s secrets and the green light for Joey to proceed with the hit.

Her eyes watched every shift in his movements as he listened to the person on the other end of the phone. One hand came up to rub over his forehead, the tattoos on his fingers flexing with each movement.

“What do you mean there’s been a small issue?” The tension in Joey’s voice indicated that whatever he was hearing on the other end of the line wasn’t what he had hoped to hear. “I’m not going to wait for-fucking-ever. Figure it out or else I’m making my move whether the client wants me to or not.”

The call ended and Joey forced his phone back into his pocket as he finally looked over at Layne with conflict and frustration in his eyes. “There were some issues with the integrity of the data. They’re rerunning a few things, but the client is now getting gun-shy.”

She put the box back down on the floor and walked over to him with a frown. This wasn’t the news either of them wanted to hear about Eric. “Look, Eric’s not going anywhere right now. He’s in too deep, especially trying to sort through all of my business contacts he took over. I doubt he’s going to take that big of a financial hit just to up and take off.”

Layne rubbed her hands along his sides, hoping to ease his stress some.

He shook his head. “I’m sure by now he knows there were no casualties in the fire thanks to the damn paper. Eric isn’t going to just shrug this off and forget that you still exist and he isn’t getting a hefty life insurance payout.”

“I know, but I’ve got you here with me. Do you think Eric is good enough to take both of us on? I’d like to see what army he would have to send.” She tried to put Joey’s concerns to rest that waiting just a little longer wouldn’t be the end of the world.

Seeing that Joey still wasn’t feeling at ease, she grabbed his hand and tugged. “C’mon, I have something to show you that should make you feel a little bit better.”

Joey’s brow lifted curiously but didn’t hesitate in allowing Layne to lead him out of the master bedroom. They both walked down the hall until Layne led him downstairs. Eventually, she stopped at a closed door with a giddy smile on her face. “Are you ready?”

She swung open the door and the motion triggered the lights to pop on revealing what was in the room. The lights illuminated the room to unveil several black leather movie theater seats across from a large screen in an entertainment room designed for residential use. Fiber optic star ceiling tiles lined the ceiling and theater-style wall sconces added to the atmosphere.

Layne pulled him inside with her so he could see the entirety of all the room had to offer. “This has always been my favorite room in the house. There are reclining seats, a professional-grade sound system, a snack station, and you can watch just about anything in here.”

She wasn’t exaggerating either. The room even contained a smaller version of a popcorn machine that you could find at the actual movie theaters.

He had never had the chance to fully explore O’Reilly Manor while Layne’s dad was still alive, but he was pleasantly surprised to see that this room existed. Ever the typical guy, Joey imagined all the sports games he could watch in here.

Layne stopped and turned to him. “Oh, and my favorite part about this room?” Her eyes twinkled in mischievous delight as she was about to share some big secret. She leaned in and whispered to him. “It’s fully soundproof. You can make me scream as loud as you want in here.”

She grinned while pressing her teeth into her bottom lip as her eyes looked up into his while all the dirty thoughts in her mind ran rampant.

Joey immediately forgot about the disappointing phone call as Layne shared that little fact with him. His hand took her by the back of her neck while his other hand dropped down to grab a handful of her ass. His gravelly voice dropped into a possessive growl. “I’m going to need to test that out.”

Excitement tugged somewhere deep inside of her between her thighs as she recognized the feral look in his eyes that he gave when he had her in his sights. He released her ass and began walking her back until she was against the black wall. Leaning forward, he rested his forearm against the wall as his mouth barely drifted over the side of her neck. “But first you’re going to do something for me.”

Playfully, she bantered back. “Oh, am I?”

“Mmhmm. You’re going to be a good girl for me.” His hand wrapped around her throat applying momentary pressure before releasing and running his hand down the center of her body. His fingers stopped at the top of the leggings she had on.

“That is unless you don’t want to feel me here.” His hand slid down a little further over her pants and pressed his fingers against the apex of her legs. With his fingers finding her weak spot, she quietly gasped out at the aching need flaring up.

“Or maybe, even here.” His hand slid further back between her legs until his fingers pushed against the hole of her ass. “The way you’ve been shaking your fuckin’ ass at me all damn day makes me think it needs to be taken.”

Layne’s body squirmed under his touch as her need for him escalated. Very quickly, she realized she would agree to do anything this man wanted her to do if he would just take her as he pleased. Her hips pressed against his touch as her hands pulled on his tee. “Joey, I need you to stop teasing me.”

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