Page 94 of Brutal Kingdom

“You’re going to have to get rid of her before we get married. The Prenup forbids affairs.”

“Not any one I’m signing.”

“Oh, but you will. Daddy wants to make sure I’m getting treated well.”

A cold bed and no outside ass? Never gonna get me to agree to that. I might not be able to see Jordanna once this deal is done, but I’ll be damned if I’m using my hand to get off for however many years I’m forced to be married to the ice queen.

Bella sighs, rolls her shoulders, then smiles. “Listen, Logan. I don’t wanna fight, so let’s start over. I know this situation isn’t ideal. Neither of us ever expected to be tied to each other, but this can be a good thing.”

“Please, explain how a Prenup forcing me to fuck you is a good thing.”

“There was a time when that wouldn’t have been such a chore for you.”

“And you treated my fleeting interest in your pussy like a carrot. I got tired of looking at it after the first lap.”

“It can become a treat, again.”

I sip my coffee. “Doubtful. As you know, I have certain predilections, and I’ve never seen or heard of you sharing them. Will the pre-nup require you to?”

“Why would it?”

“You strike me as the kind of girl that would do whatever it takes to get out of sex, if I don’t have it in writing.”

“As a wife, I’d be amenable to scheduling sex when it’s time to have kids.”

“And as a husband I’d be amenable to strangling my wife with my cock and coming in her ass just because it’s Tuesday.” Casting my eyes to my crotch, I ask, “Wanna practice now?”

She can’t control the look that flashes across her face. Bella might do her wifely duties, but she’d hate not being able to dictate how and when she has sex, even if she enjoyed it. I’ve enjoyed unemotional sexual arrangements for a long time. I could get back to it, if I had to, but Bella would be stretching things passed what even I can take.

“We’re getting off track again, Logan. As I was saying, this doesn’t have to be a horrible arrangement. I know we can get back to a mutual level of respect, and I’m willing to give some concessions so we’ll both be happy.”

“I’m listening.”

“You’ve already mentioned there are some things you’ll need.”

“And?”

“I’m willing to concede you have a high sex drive. I’ll accept one mistress, and she must meet my approval.”

“And in return I’ll what? Let you have someone on the side?”

“Sounds fair.”

That’s too simple. There has to be more to this. “And what else?”

“I told you, I want you to trust me again. To show you that I’m not trying to take advantage of our arrangement, I wanted to give you something.” She reaches down, pulling the package off the seat beside her and passing it to me.

“Bomb?”

“Just open it.”

Pulling off the top, I slip the tissue paper to the side, pulling out a camera. It’s brand new, state-of-the art, and digital. If she knew anything about my work, she’d have given me one where I could develop the film myself and offered to pose for me. It’s been a long time since I’ve taken raw, unfiltered pictures. It’s about time I got back to it. The camera’s nice, so it doesn’t take much effort to exhibit some gratitude. “Thanks Bella. This is too much.”

“It’s not. I always get the hottest toys straight off the manufacturer’s block. This is just a sample of the things I have access to.” She moves closer, boldly reaching out to touch my chest. “I’ve gotta meet Olivia, but I’ll see you later, at the meeting.”

What’s she up to? “I didn’t think I was a member of the planning committee this year.”

“I’m lifting your suspension. No one will take me seriously if I’m still punishing you for a momentary lapse in judgement that put us all at risk.”

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