Page 39 of Justus
“Hello,Mr. Crowe.” She glides up to me, wearing nothing but red lace panties and a matchingbra. “I’m Jana.”
Turningto Bishop, I shake my head. “I’m not really into being watched.”
Randallpicks up the gun from the table, and a smile spreads across Bishop’s face. “I’mafraid I must insist.” He gestures to a phone propped up on the nightstand.“Fuck her, and we’ll come to a deal for Ruby. If you fuck me over, I have avideo to ensure you go down with me.”
Jana’shand slides under my shirt and she says, “Give me a chance. I can make you feelso good.” When she leans to kiss my ear she whispers, “It’s okay. Just do it.We need this.”
Fuckfuck fuck. She’s not an innocent underage girl, but she is in a position whereshe can’t say no. One glance at Randall tells me I have no choice. I can fuckher, or end up with a bullet in my head. Probably her too.
“Idon’t have a condom.”
Janagives a fake giggle and pulls out the drawer beside the bed, displaying anarray of condoms, lube and sex toys.
Resigned,I grab a new tube of lube and a rubber. Jana crawls backward on the bed,sliding her panties off and opening and closing her legs, giving me a glimpseof her pussy. The flat look in her eyes tells me she isn’t really seeing menow, she’s gone to whatever place in her head allows her to fuck strangerswithout giving up a piece of herself.
Sadie’sblue eyes flash in my mind, and as guilty as I feel that I’m about to cheat onher, I know picturing her is the only way I’m going to get hard. Shoving mypants and underwear down, I grip my cock, stroking it while I imagine Sadie’shands on me, her plump lips wrapped around me. The condom rolls on smoothly,and I coat it in lube since I doubt this situation will make Jana wet.
Bishoptakes a seat across the table from Randall, and I try to block them out. Atleast they’re far enough away so we can whisper and not be heard. “Are yousure?”
“Yes,we don’t have a choice, and it’s not the first time. Just do it. Doggy style.” Runningher hands over my chest, she gives me a wide smile.
“Howdo you want me?” she asks, loud enough for them to hear.
“Onyour hands and knees,” I order, barely recognizing my own voice.
Herass is toward me now, and we’re faced away from the two psychos watching.Closing my eyes, I picture Sadie. I keep her in my mind’s eye as I slide insideJana. All I can see is Sadie’s smile, hear her sexy giggle, as I thrust in andout.
Janaplays her part, moaning and begging for more, and I throw in an ass slap everynow and then until finally, I feel my release building. I’ve never wanted tocome less in my life, but my body doesn’t know that, and I empty into her witha grunt.
“Noteven a hint of foreplay!” Bishop laughs, clapping his hands. “Ruthless.”
Leaningover Jana’s back, I whisper, “Are you okay?”
“Yeah,fine.”
“I’mso sorry.”
“Iknow, just keep playing the game.”
Pullingout of her, I yank off the condom and toss it in the wastebasket beside thebed. “You can get dressed. I’m done,” I bark, before turning to Bishop. “Now,about Ruby?”
“Seventy-fivethousand in cash,” Bishop announces.
Fasteningmy pants, I face him. “I can have it as soon as the bank opens tomorrow.”
“Meetme back here at five p.m. tomorrow and I’ll bring the girl. No refunds. If shegives you trouble or escapes, you’re shit out of luck. If you get busted, younever heard of me. Fuck me over and there’s nowhere you can run where I won’tfind you.”
“Understood.I can keep a bitch under control.”
Laughing,he slaps me on the back like we’re old friends. “I don’t doubt that.” He opensthe door and I take the hint, walking out. “Five o’clock tomorrow.”
“I’llbe here.”
I’mrelieved he didn’t insist on taking me home. I need time to think, to try tocome to terms with what I just did.
* * * *
Tomorrow.After eight years of searching, I’m going to see my sister again. The dummyphone rings and it’s Agent Michaels. Trying to get my shit together, I acceptthe call.
