Page 71 of The Masks She Wore

?“Or what?” I asked, biting my lip, sliding my hand down my stomach, teasing the edge of my jeans. “You’ll punish me?”

?“Yes,” he stated coldly. “I will fucking punish you.”

?I shuddered, pressing my legs together tightly, feeling the seam of my jeans push against my soaked cunt. “How?”

?“Last chance,” he warned.

?I pouted. “Waiting for you. You’re no good at this.” I opened my eyes, staring at the shipping container across from me, the lights of the lamps far above me coating the world in a white flickering fluorescent hue. If he didn’t want to play, then maybe I just needed to try harder. “How come you fucked that girl in the bathroom at the club?”

?He paused. “You remember that?”

?I frowned. “I do now.”

?He was quiet a moment. “Do you remember anything else?”

?I sagged into the container, my pussy throbbing as the memory filled me. How he had looked taking her with such ease. Uncaring of who was watching. Uncaring of the lingering eyes. I remembered him watching that sucker as I slid it over my tongue. I remembered how mystomach had flipped when his eyes found mine and Viv’s warning to stay away on our way back to the dance floor.

?“Anyone who wears a mask to a club is nothing but trouble.”

?“It’s October, Viv, everyone wears costumes.”

?“No, Rae, masks. People who wear masks. Stay away from him until you come back.”

?How could I forget that? Forget him? It was a crime. “No,” I answered, pressing my lips into a thin line. “You fucked her right in front of me. Fucking dick.”

?Something crackled through the phone, and I half wondered if it was the phone groaning in his grip. Fuck, I bet it loved that. “No, Princess, I took her into the bathroom and railed her from behind to lure her ex-husband there so I could put a bullet in his head.Youstayed and watched. That was your choice, not mine.”

?I chewed on the inside of my cheek, my skin in desperate need of friction. “Did she feel good?” I asked softly. “Did you like her?”

?“Are you jealous?”

?I frowned. I didn’t getjealous. That was before we were together, and I was beautiful. If he cheated on me, I’d leave him, no matter their threats. According to them, I wasn’t even Rae Bennett, I could disappear. Leave the country. I would be fine.

?But before I could offer up a retort, the sound of a skittering rock met my ears.

?I looked over, finding a dark figure standing at the end of the shipping container, watching me from the shadows. I smiled, taking a step towards him. “You found me.”

?“I have your location, Rae, but I’m not there yet.”

?“I can see you though. You’re standing a few yards away.” I was sure it was him. Same height, same build. I frowned, taking another step towards him. “How did you get my location.”

?“I put a tracking device on your phone, Princess. You’re mine, I will always know where you are. That is not me.”

?The man stepped out of the shadows, confirming Jack’s claims. “Hey baby,” he said, pushing his hood back.

?I glared at him. “Don’t call me that.”

?His eyes roved over me, ignoring my request. “Damn. Rules are rules but look at you. He won’t mind me breaking a few, I’m sure of it.”

?I stumbled back a step as he closed the distance between us. “Rules? What rules?”

?“His rules.” He wrapped a hand around my wrist, jerking me towards him, causing me to cry out.

?“Fuck,” I whimpered, the pain sharpening my mind for only a moment. “Jack.”

?“Run,” he said. It wasn’t a shout, he didn’t even raise his voice. It was just a single word, a command.

?“Jack can’t save you now, sweetheart,” the man hummed and shoved me against the shipping container.

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