Page 54 of A Love So Wrong
Gideon felt the seconds tick by in time with his pulse. He wanted to raise his fist and flip off the hidden cameras, no doubt hidden in their room. He wanted to tell the piece of shit to come down here so Gideon could beat the respect into him, but he didn't. Looking at the screen, he watched the masseuse line a series of small black stones along Jade's back, and Gideon knew he couldn't risk it.
"What is your advice, please?" he said through clenched teeth. The words felt like acid to his entire being.
Dimitri chuckled. "You know she really loves you. Loves you enough to come to me alone, trying to find a way out for you. Trying to saveyou," he said it as if the words were something bitter on his tongue. "I have to tell you it was hard to resist her. I'm not sure how you did it for...how many years has it been now? How many years have you loved your sister in secret?
"That's none of your damn business," Gideon gritted out.
"Is it not?" he asked curiously. "I just watched your beautiful Jade cry out your name as you sucked her nipple into her mouth. Hell, if it’s not my business at this point, I would like to know whose the hell it is."
Gideon didn't trust himself to speak. Clenching his fist at his side tighter, he stopped at the window and stared at the mountains in the distance as the prick spoke.
"Mmm, there’s something about the way those hazel eyes of hers look at you. As if she can take a man's measure with just a glance. It feels as if she's looking right through me. It's unnerving and very addictive. I have to be honest, Dominic is already in love with her. He's practically begging for you to fuck up, hoping I lose my interest in this little game and kill you like I did the last man who crossed me, so he can have her for himself."
"Tell your man to come down here then," Gideon whispered, his voice rough and low. "I'll be more than happy to explain to that ugly bastard in detail that Jade is mine."
And by God she was, Gideon realized, letting the words soak into his soul. She was his in every way, and once he got her back, he would make sure she realized that fact too.
Dimitri let out a laugh. "You know, there is a part of me that wants to see that, but I have my plan already laid out, Mr. Lattimore, and I won’t let you two fuck it up. Now, as you can see on the screen," Dimitri paused as if waiting for Gideon to turn back to the TV, only confirming Gideon's suspicions about the hidden cameras in their room. Sick freak.
Looking at the TV's screen, he watched as the masseuse began placing delicate needles along Jade's back.
"The acupuncture you see there is laced with a little something that will help Jade sleep," Dimitri explained. "That will give you time to clean up the mess you made and get ready to start part two of your installment."
"And are you going to tell me what exactly is part two?" Gideon asked dryly, already knowing the sick fuck wouldn't tell him.
"Of course," Dimitri replied happily, surprising him.
Gideon listened as the man succinctly explained what he wanted, and Gideon felt the strength in his body dissipate. Stunned, Gideon grabbed an overturn chair and placed it upright before falling heavily onto it. Sitting there in silence, he did not reply, not yet able to respond to the man's words.
"Are you sure you know how to do this?" Dimitri asked with an audible smile breaking the silence.
"Yes," Gideon growled in annoyance, running a hand over the back of his neck as his mind raced.
"How many times have you done it?"
"Enough," he said defensively.
"How many?" Dimitri demanded.
"Twice," Gideon answered, shifting uncomfortably. He knew the bastard was staring at him through one of his cameras.
"Mmm. Your sister has never had anyone do this to her. Virginal, inexperienced, and trusting. I hope herbig brotherwon’t disappoint," he said mockingly. "Are you sure you don't need any last-minute advice? We don't need you down there searching and making her feel awkward."
Gideon felt the blood rush to his face. "I know what I'm-"
"Because I can always have Dominic taste her," Dimitri interrupted. "Because nothing would satisfy me more than to watch your soul tear in two as your precious sister screams in pleasure as another man takes your spot. So, let me ask you again, do you need any last-minute advice, kid?"
Scrubbing his free hand over his face, Gideon pressed the heel of palm against his forehead and shut his eyes. "Just say what you want to say, you bastard."
Dimitri laughed and finally conceded. "Just remember this, you're not her nice dependablebrotheranymore and especially not in the bedroom. You're the man who has dreamt of tasting her pussy for...how many years?"
"Since...since I was sixteen," he admitted freely. His mind was wrapped around the image of laying Jade down and spreading her silky soft legs. He never wanted anything more, and now he was within reach of that dream.
"Yes, and now that you have her, she will know firsthand how badly you've suffered," Dimitri's words felt as if they were coiling from the phone and around his mind and body. Gideon found himself nodding in full agreement as he spoke. "All those moments you hid and held yourself back, you can let it go. Taste her until she begs you to stop. Take her clit between your teeth to remind her that all pleasure comes with a measure of pain. Taste her as deep as your tongue can go and watch her break underneath you. It's time to bury her brother and show her the man who’s been patiently waiting, don't you think?"
"Yes," he agreed hoarsely.
"Good."
