Page 11 of Cruel Dreams

I don’t, either. If Huxley managed to secure any favors from the Blacks, he wouldn’t waste one on a whore, no matter how pretty she is or how good a fuck.

There’s only silence, and I peer around the receptacle again. Huxley slipped his hand inside Nat’s dress, and he’s caressing her breast and nipping at her bottom lip with his teeth. Her hand rests on his thigh.

She moans, and the sound carries to me.

I press my back to the wall. I’m going to need to leave soon to beat them back to the ballroom.

“I can’t do this,” Nat says, her voice shaky. “I love Zane, in my own way. He was the only job who was nice to me.”

“You don’t mean that, baby,” Huxley says.

“Yeah, I do. He never hit me, Hux. Not once.”

“Stress made me do it. A man in my position, I’m under pressure every single day, people breathing down my neck every fucking second. It was only a couple of times, and I paid you good after, didn’t I? Kissed away the owies.”

“Zane only hurts me the good way.”

“I can too, I promise. Just one more night. I wanna fuck you so bad, feel how hard I get just thinking about it.”

“Hux . . .”

“One more. Say you want a ladies’ night out. Zane doesn’t keep you locked up, does he?”

“No, but . . .”

“I’ll pay you ten times your rate.”

Nat laughs. “You think I need your money now?”

“How about for old times’ sake, then? I’ll leave you alone after that, I swear.”

“What if I say no?”

“Maddox doesn’t really know what you did for Black does he? Maybe he thinks you were a cocktail waitress at the club, or if you were kind of honest you told him you were a stripper. Would Maddox like it if he found out you fucked your way to the top?”

“Hardly the top.” She scoffs.

“You fucked your way somewhere, baby.”

She whimpers. “You wouldn’t tell him, would you? He wouldn’t marry me if he knew.”

“Just give me one more night, and I’ll keep my mouth shut.”

“One more time, that’s it, Hux.”

“God, your tits are sensational. If I wasn’t afraid we’d get caught, I’d tittie fuck you right here.”

“You’re insatiable, Mayor Huxley,” she coos.

“Only you make me that way honey. Tomorrow night, you tell Maddox you’re having a ladies’ night. Meet me at the Black Cat, our usual. I’ll treat you right, one last time.”

“I’m gonna miss you, Hux.”

“If he doesn’t play nice, you come to me, huh?”

“Yeah. I better get back in there. He might be looking for me.”

“Another kiss, then I’m gonna visit the little boys’ room and do something about this stiffy you gave me.”

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