Page 61 of Torn In Two

Chaos smirked at me as he passed. “Was more like seventy minutes, but who’s counting?”

Oh, fuck him.

Kara was less smug. She stepped into me, putting her hands on my chest softly. “We were locked in. The handle is broken on the inside.”

I gazed down at her. “So you entertained each other in other ways.”

Her eyes were full of unspoken apologies. “Please don’t be mad at me.”

I sighed. “I’m not.” It was the truth.

Because the thought of them together…in that tiny space…had he fucked her? Licked her pussy? Had she got down on her knees for him the way she did for me?

It should have made me angry, the thought of her with someone else. But all it did was turn me on, because it was him.

Fucking Chaos, walking around the kitchen acting like the cat who got the cream because he’d probably just had my girl bouncing up and down on his cock, her tits in his face.

The room was suddenly so hot and stuffy I couldn’t breathe.

But Kara was still staring at me like she’d committed some sort of mortal sin, and I wasn’t having that. I dropped my head and kissed her lips, trying to fight off the urge to ask if they’d been around Hayden’s dick earlier. “I’m never mad at you, Little Mouse.”

It was impossible to not give her whatever the hell she wanted. I was so stupidly fucking in love with her, she could have had the entire town of Providence lining up to plow her, and if she’d promised me that was what she wanted, then I would have stood there watching, making sure each and every one of them made her come as well as I did before they left.

My dick hardened at the thought, the daydream morphing into a club full of people in that maze. Me, Hayden, and other men, all touching her, worshipping her, making her come over and over again while everyone else watched.

I was fucked in the head. I grabbed her hand and towed her out of the pantry, past Hayden who watched me with the smuggest of grins, like he knew exactly what was going on in my brain.

Fuck him.

“What?” I snapped.

He shrugged. “Nothing. Just minding my own business, cleaning my kitchen.”

“So you fucking should. It’s disgusting. You’re going to poison someone.”

He leaned on the countertop. “You going to come to opening night?”

I stared at him. “Why the fuck would I do that? So I can spend the rest of the night choking on your poisoned meat?”

He winked at me. “My meat ain’t poisoned. I think you’ll find it tastes quite good actually.”

I flipped him the bird, suddenly sure we weren’t talking about steak. “We need to go.”

Kara nodded, gathering up her purse. She paused in front of Hayden, glancing at me like she didn’t know how to act around the two of us in the one room, especially after whatever the two of them had done in that pantry while I was gone.

But he didn’t have any such qualms.

He cupped her face with both hands, tilted it up and claimed her lips, kissing her deep and so passionately I was pretty sure even I felt it in my toes.

I rolled my eyes. “Come on, Kara. Romeo can stick his tongue down your throat some other time.”

“Or in your pussy,” Hayden countered, his gaze on me.

Kara slapped him. “Hayden!”

He chuckled. “Sorry. That was for Hawk to think about as he drives you home. Me tongue-fucking you, tasting your sweet juices, fingering you, and licking your clit until you scream my name…”

I had to fight to keep in a groan at the very idea.

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