Page 38 of Once Upon A Sale

“Says the man keeping a woman tied up in bed without her consent.” I grin like I’ve just won the verbal lottery but he’s too concentrated on his task—whatever that may be—to pay any attention to my snark.

“So here’s what we’re going to do. I’m going to talk. You’re going to listen.”

“Like women haven’t heard that shit since…always.” His pensive stare morphs into a glare within seconds and before I can even register what is happening, he’s straddling my naked body with one hand at the base of my neck and the other pressed against the headboard.

“I’m going to ignore that jab because I have more pressing things to say to you, but know this: if you keep interrupting me, I’ll have to gag you. With my cock.”

I smirk. “Is that supposed to be a threat?” It’s not like I haven’t had his dick in my mouth, on repeat, this weekend. His only answer is the added pressure of his hand on my throat, making it harder to breathe. “Fine. I’m listening. No interruptions.”

If I weren’t completely at his mercy, I’d stab him.

“You were a job, Ophelia. In The Firm, your name comes up like you’re a ghost. I was intrigued and volunteered to find you.” Lowering his mouth to mine, he licks a path across my bottom lip and sighs. “The dark web is my playground and when I heard someone was trying to find information about James, I wondered if it could possibly be you.” His teeth sink into myflesh, pulling my bottom lip out before releasing it. “Imagine my surprise when the tabloid queen herself is tied to the dark web messenger? Caliope, right?”

Okay, let’s be clear, that freaks me out. If he was able to identify Opie then there’s need to be alarmed.

“How? She’s excellent at erasing her digital footprints.” I narrow my eyes, willing him to give me answers.

“Oh, little Kitten. All in good time.” Fucker.

“Whatever. Continue.”

“From there, I found your location, stalked you for a few months, then introduced myself into your life.”

“Yeah, that’s creepy, Jarrett, I’m not gonna lie.” He shuts me up with his mouth on mine, his chest flush with my breasts as his cock nestles between my pussy lips.

“Problem is, once I’ve got an idea in my head, I won’t…no, I can’t give up. You were an obsession and now, more than ever, I refuse to let you go.” I blink up at him.

“Literally, I’m guessing.” Yanking on my restraints, I give him a pointed look, which he answers with a wolfish grin that shows off all his pearly whites.

His hand on my throat tightens, fingers adding pressure on either side as his eyes roam my face like he’s memorizing every reaction and every twitch I give him. It takes a herculean effort to give him nothing, but of course, my body is on autopilot whenever he spurs my lust for him. I’ve heard of the body and mind not being on the same page and clearly, this is that.

It’s fine. I can get my rocks off and still keep my wits about me.

As his hand relaxes, he slides it down my torso and between my breasts, pausing only to pluck at my nipple. This time it’s soft, almost reverent. When I don’t react, he persists, pinching it a bit harder. Still doing my best to resist him, he licks his bottom lip like my fight is giving him a workout, dehydrating him to the point his mouth is dry.

I don’t know why I like that but I do. I enjoy this push and pull, it’s like I have so much power over him and yet I’m the one tied to a fucking bed unable to move. How is that even possible?

“The first time I saw you in person, I thought…‘That bird is gonna be a great shag.’” This time, when he pinches my nipple, my entire body springs forward from the unexpected sting. “Hmm, the way you fight me is even better than anything I could have imagined.” His tongue licks my nearly bruised nipple before he sucks it into his mouth, humming like he’s tasting a warm chocolate fondant. “And fuck, Ophelia, when you lose your own fight it’s almost better than coming in your cunt.”

Biting the inside of my cheeks to refrain from speaking, I just stare at him. Or maybe I’m just trying not to moan at the hot press of his tongue against my skin. Except, I have questions and he needs to answer them.

“You say you work for The Firm, the trafficking ring, right? What do you do? Do you sell? Kidnap? Torture?” With every job description, I feel sicker and sicker at the possibility that I’ve allowed an integral part of this organization to fuck my body ten ways to Sunday and worse even, I’ve loved every fucking minute of his sensual abuse.

Taking his time worshiping my tits with his mouth, he ignores my questions until he’s had his fill. Only then does he look up at me and, Jesus almighty, the way his eyes bore into mine makes my body temperature rise to dangerous levels. I remind myself that my body has its own will—or lack thereof—and that my brain is capable of distinguishing from the lust and the responsibility I have to these women being taken and sold.

I won’t let my pussy distract me from my mission.

As I give myself a thorough pep talk, Jarrett has other ideas. With his cock in hand now, he easily slides into my pussy—yeah, I’m that wet—stopping only once he’s fully seated inside me.

“Can I count on you to not lose your fucking mind once I answer your question?” Pulling out, he glides right back inside. It’s slow and so fucking soft, I almost forget we’re having a meaningful conversation about his role in a company that should be burned to the ground.

“I promise nothing.” This time when he pulls out, he slams right back inside me, causing my sentence to end on a gasp.

“Oh, Kitten, I want to tell you everything but I need to know this is a safe space for us.” Another retreat, another drive to the hilt, and for a second, I lose my bearings. But then it hits me.

“Are you gaslighting me into forgiving your despicable role in this fucking…oh my God!” I don’t know what he’s just done but he hits that sweet spot inside and now dark spots are dancing above my head like I’ve just been hit by a two by four. How the fuck does he do that?

“I’m asking you to listen first and react later.” Easier said than done but I will do my best because getting some of these answers may help us save lives.

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