Page 59 of Little Bird

I held up my hand for him to stop. “Then don’t be. For fuck’s sake, don’t be.”

“Cox will be here in ten.”

Fuck!“What does she want this time?” I demanded, tipping the rest of my drink down my throat. Fuck, I was so fucking over this bitch looking for things that weren’t there.

“She didn’t say. What should I do when she gets here?”

Putting a bullet between her eyes wasn’t an option, but I could make her uncomfortable as fuck. “I’ll take the meeting in the voyeurs’ room.”

Dagger nodded and disappeared through the door. Standing, I stretched out my back, grabbed my suit jacket off the back of my chair, and walked down into the club. I had half a dozen Dolls dancing on the poles around the club, and I scanned the area for one in particular.

Kym was perched on the lap of a man who owned a Fortune 500 company, dragging her false nails down his chest. When I loomed above her, her green eyes flickered to my face.

“Kym, why don’t you show Mr. Franklin here how much you like putting on a show.”

Mr. Franklin looked up at me. “I only came for some company, Mr. Rivera.”

“I understand, Mr. Franklin, but Kym here knows just what to do to make that loneliness drift away.”

Kym took his hand and led him over to one of the rooms at the back of the club. When they disappeared through the first door, I walked over to the wall and clicked a button, parting a curtain from the inside of the room. Kym had Mr. Franklin on the couch in the center of the room, his pants already down near his ankles. She was balanced between his legs, his semi-hard cock in her hand.

Taking a seat on the bench in front of the window, I watched Kym work her magic and waited for Cox.

“Need some company, boss?” a woman asked. I turned to find Jessika there. She was a stunning woman, covered in colorful tattoos along both arms and her thighs too.

“Why don’t you go and help Kym out?” I suggested, gesturing to the voyeur room. Jess sauntered off with her hips kicking out from side to side. She entered the room and shot me a wink.

“Mr. Rivera,” I heard Cox say as she approached.

Turning to face her, I gave her a smile. “I’d say it’s a pleasure, but I’d be lying.”

That was when she noticed where I was sitting. Spinning around to face me, she said, “Let’s go and talk somewhere more private.”

“If you want to talk to me, Cox, you’ll have to talk to me here while I watch my Dolls fuck a man’s brains out.”

Her mouth puckered, but she took a seat beside me. I kept my eyes on the window but noticed her eyes kept flickering to the scene. “You can watch them. That’s what they want.”

“It’s pornography.”

“It’s better than pornography,” I shot back, widening my legs a little more. “It involves all the senses… sight, smell, taste. Just take a look. You might find you enjoy it.”

You uptight cunt.

She cleared her throat, her gaze darting to Kym who was eating out Jessika while Mr. Franklin fucked her from behind. I watched the color rise in Cox’s cheeks, the flush breaking out over her cheekbones. She was turned on by this. Was it the dynamic, or was it because of the girl-on-girl action? I wouldn’t have fucking pegged her for a pussy diver.

“I know what you’re doing,” she murmured, her eyes still on the scene. “You think this will make me go away and not ask the questions I need to ask.”

“Is that why I’m doing it?” I asked innocently. “Maybe I just like watching people fuck.”

She cringed and looked at me. “Your words and actions won’t deter me.”

I shrugged. You can’t please everyone. “What do you want, then?”

“We have a witness.”

“Good for you.”

“A witness who can place your man, Tony, speaking to Hugo Ramirez.”

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