Page 51 of Shattered

It’s hard, fast, and full of passion, but it doesn’t last long.

He holds out his hand and I take it in mine as he pulls me to my feet. “What got into you?” I ask with a smile.

He shakes his head. “I don’t know. I feel funny.”

I draw my brows together. “What do you mean? Are you getting sick?” I ask as I start pulling my clothes back on.

“No, nothing like that,” he says with his back to me.

“Well what’s the matter?” I latch onto his arm and spin him around. He’s completely naked, cupping his junk with his hands.

I look at the place his hands are hiding and then back up to his eyes. “Are— are you hard again?”

His Adam’s apple bobs as he nods, a little unsure of what is happening to his body.

Suddenly, I put two and two together. “I’ll be right back.”

“Wait! Where are you going? I need you,” he pouts.

“Two minutes,” I promise before rushing out the door.

I make the quick walk back to the main building and search through the casino, shops, and finally the game room. My eyes land on Ms. Pen and I rush to her side.

“Okay, old lady. What did you put in the brownies?” I put my hand on my hip.

She looks at me, taken back. “The same thing I put in all the brownies for the men around here. There’s cocoa powder, eggs, flour…”

“Cut the shit. What’s the special ingredient?”

“Just these little blue pills that the men pop like candy. Why? What’s the big deal?”

I burst out laughing, knowing exactly what little blue pill she’s talking about.

I rush back to the room to find River in the bathroom. I knock on the door. “Riv? Are you okay?”

I can hear his heavy breathing through the door.

“Are you taking care of your little problem?”

I hear the toilet flush before the water comes on. A few seconds later, he’s opening the door, his dick tenting his boxers. “Three times I’ve taken care of my “little” problem. It won’t go the fuck away. What’s going on?”

I get way too much pleasure telling him this. “Ms. Pen added a secret ingredient that all the men around here like.”

He shakes his head with a raise of his brows. “Which is?”

“Viagra!” I can’t hold back the laughter anymore. It’s completely taken over.

“Fuck! Are you serious?”

I nod while covering my mouth.

“It’s not funny, Jovi. It really hurts.”

His confession only makes it worse for me.

He flexes his jaw as he leans against the wall, not looking at me, but straight ahead. “Are you done?”

I hold up my finger and let out one more, loud round of laughter.

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