Page 20 of Twisted Contract

“I’m going to make a call.” She’s a bit staggered for a minute as she stands. “You know what? Don’t move.” I walk into the other room. “Hey, Doc. I need you to come here. I think someone’s been drugged, but I don’t know what she has in her system. I need to know, so if you could, please get some bloodwork.”

“Some blood tests won’t tell you everything if it’s in the system. I’m going to need a urine sample as well.”

“How long will it take for you to get here?”

“Twenty minutes to get there.”

“Shit, she’ll be passed out by then,” I tell him, rubbing my hand on my chin, feeling my scruff coming in.

“Then find a clean cup and make her piss in it.”

“Come on, baby girl.” I step back into the room at the wrong time. Claudia is standing at the foot of the bed with the tight-ass dress over her head and her pink panties showing me what I want. I bit down on my bottom lip, fighting the urge to tackle her onto the bed.

“I’m stuck,” Claudia grumbles through the sparkly fabric.

“Shit.” I quickly move in front of her and grab the dress and tear.

“Hey, that costs a lot of money,” she complains.

“I’ll buy you a new one,” I answer, looking down at her, and realize my mistake instantly. Fuck. She’s not wearing a bra, and her massive tits are on display now, lightly touching the edge of my suit.

“Okay. Let me get you some clothes.”

I move toward my drawers, but then her next words stop me in my tracks. “Do you always run away from women?”

“You’re wasted and are trouble. As much as I’d love to pop those fat tits in my mouth before dropping you down onto your knees, I’ll pass.”

“That’s not nice.” Fuck. She looks so hurt and pouts, and I reach out and tug on her bottom lip. She has no idea how tempted I am to give in to every lustful thought I have right now. She’s in my bedroom, a stupid move on my part because I could fucking stuff my cock deep in her pretty little mouth right now and almost not feel guilty, but she’s not in her right mind.

“I’m not a nice man, baby girl. I’m an ass.”

“I don’t need clothes. You’re not going to fuck me anyway, and I’m hot and tired.” She plops on the bed, nearly missing the edge.

For some reason, the thought of the young doctor coming in here and seeing those perky tits that I haven’t sucked on, haven’t marked as my property yet, pisses me off. I don’t even want her like that, but I still want to fuck her. “You fucking need clothes. The doctor will be here soon.”

“I don’t need a doctor.” I take off my suit jacket and walk over to my drawers to look for a shirt, pulling out a simple tee before tossing it at her.

She holds it in her hands and brings it to her nose, breathing it in with a smile on her face. “Like I said—trouble,” I grumble, adjusting my dick.

Claudia sits there for a moment too long before I lose patience and close the distance between us. I grab the hem of the shirt and say, “Put this on, and you need to stay awake for the doctor to come.”

“But I’m…tired…” She yawns as she slowly puts the shirt on. The sleepy thing drives me nuts.

“Okay, we’re going to the bathroom together.”

Chapter Nine

Claudia

Last night was a bit of a blur, but I hazily dreamed of Connor kneeling between my legs with water running. My eyes shoot wide open. “It wasn’t water running. I was peeing. He had a cup under me in the toilet while I peed,” I screech.

“Yes, a whole new experience for me too,” he says from the doorway. My eyes briefly flit to him as he smirks with his arms crossed. How can he look so good with his white dress shirt sleeves rolled up and arms crossed?

“Why?” I ask, staring at the puzzling mobster. He is gorgeous, evil, and kind. A mixture that I can’t understand because the dark side had only come out when he thought I betrayed him. Before that and even after, he’d shown me moments of pure gentleness, a feeling that did dirty things to my innocent little heart.

“You were wasted last night. Completely fucking wasted,” he grumbles, pushing himself off the doorframe and adding to his height. My body reacts, and I’m grateful that I’m still under the covers because then he can’t see how wet my panties are.

“So, you decided to play doctor? That’s not how I envisioned that game would go.”

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