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“Enjoy the show?” She giggles, “Calm down, cowboy. I had to get her to trust me.”

She brings her fingers to my lips and the scent of Quinn’s cunt invades my nose. Growling, I take her fingers into my mouth; sucking like a mad man. They taste like fucking heaven.

“I think she trusts me, don’t you?” She says, as she pulls her fingers from my lips.

“God damn you.” I bring my other hand up to fist in her hair and tilt her head back. “I am two seconds from fucking you in this alley.”

“What are you waiting for?” She says, as she unbuttons my pants, pulling my cock from its confines.

Picking her up and wrapping her legs around my waist, I slide her panties to the side, shoving her dress up past her hips. Without warning, I drive my cock inside her, slamming her back against the wall.

“Tell me how she felt, bunny,” I huffed as I thrust inside of her.

Smirking at me, she grips my shoulders as my cock stretches the walls of her pussy, “She was so tight, Daddy.”

Her breaths quicken as I feel her grip tighten on me, “You want to fuck her, too?”

I shake my head. “No, bunny. I want to fuck you while you eat her pussy.” My thrusts become more forceful, as the thoughts of them together consume me.

Feeling her pussy clench around me, she begins to cry out, “Shado…I’m s-so close!”

My muscles begin to tense up as I can feel the base of my spine tingling as my cock swells inside Calista. “Cal, I need to come.”

“Please!” A surge of warm liquid drips down my balls and legs as Calista’s arousal pours out of her. She digs her nails further into my shoulders, as I feel her lean forward and her teeth sink into my chest.

“Fuck!” I fall off the edge I was teetering on as my orgasm explodes out of my body, spilling into her. Slowing down to a languid pace, she releases my chest from her bite and I can hear her heavy breathing.

Pulling my cock from her, I set her back on her feet. I can feel the drops escape her. Rubbing her thighs, I catch my come in my fingers, sliding them inside her pussy, and adjusting her panties back in place.

“Keep it there, understand?” I growl, as I pull her dress back down.

“Yes, sir.” She winks at me.

I straighten and adjust my clothes, attempting to catch my breath.

“So aside from getting her off, did you learn anything?”

“I mean, she likes me?” Calista’s laugh rings through the night air, as I roll my eyes.

I groan, “Cal.”

“Oh, calm down, ya grumpypuss. I planted a bug in her purse. We will know everything we need to know about her in a few days so we can make a foolproof plan.” She giggles as she smooths the wrinkles in her dress.

She wraps her arms around my neck, smiling, “I’m more than just a good lay, ya know.”

Exhaling, I say, “Let’s go home, bunny. I’m not done with you. I still have a present to unwrap.”

Chapter seventeen

Calista

Sitting in the back of Shado’s van, I look around at the inside. He has it set up like some special agent spy shit. It’s almost like something out of a movie. Instead of two horizontal rows of seats, there are two black leather benches running along the sides of the van. Nestled in the corner, there is a small computer screen mounted behind the driver’s seat with a slide-out keyboard. The screen is black except for a single audio line running across the grid on the screen.

For three days we stayed at the bunker, impatiently waiting for Quinn to make a move. Tonight, we decided to venture out and stake out her father’s place. In those few days, we have learned that she does not leave her father’s penthouse very often, and when she does, she is rarely alone. Her security detail always includes two or three men. There’s something else about her that seems off to me. She rarely interacts with her father, and when she does, it is snarky comments spitting venom at him, almost as if she hates him as much as I hate my own father.

Pulling me from my thoughts, her sultry voice flows out of the computer speakers, causing the line to tick up and down across the screen.

“Knox, I’m heading out for the evening.”

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