Page 97 of Tainted Kitten

“Fine.” She sighs, taking a moment to compose herself. “I was kinda happy to see Officer Zimora again. It made it a bit easier, I think, since I knew him from Lexi’s case. The other officer was a chick. Dana Fredricks. She was nice. I gave them a rundown on everything. They went through the messages from Julie and took screenshots for evidence. We spoke about the prison visit a lot. They think there must be a prison officer helping Brian and Julie, because my visit shouldn’t have been private. That sort of thing is usually only arranged for special circumstances and usually for conjugal visits.” Rhys shudders, and I gently squeeze her upper thighs to remind her she’s ok. She’s safe, and she’s here with us.

“Are the cops gonna charge them?” Hastings asks, and Rhys shrugs.

“Right now, they have no idea where Julie is. She’s a ghost. Been off the grid for years. They think she must be using a different name now, so it’s gonna take them some time to find her.” Rhys drops her eyes to our joined laps, biting her lip like she is summoning courage. “The cops asked me if I’d go back to the prison to speak with Brian again and maybe wear a listening device or something.”

“No fucking way!” Garrett hisses, rearing back like her words slapped him. “It’s bad enough what you had to endure the last time; I’m not letting you go back there again.”

Rhee’s brows shoot up as she looks at Garrett. “You’re notlettingme? I’m sorry. I must have missed the part that said I need your permission to do things.”

“Come on, baby girl, you know what I mean. I don’t want you to go back there. It’s not fair that they asked you to do that.”

Rhys sighs. “Mum said the same thing.” She shakes her head, looking back to her lap. “The thing is, I think I need to do this. Apparently, I’m not the only one this is happening to. They think Julie has been doing this sort of thing for years. I feel like I need to help the cops catch her, to help those other girls, and in a way… to get my power back.”

We all stay silent for a minute or two. If the guys are thinking the same way as me, then they want to rant and rage and refuse to let our girl be exposed to those fuckers. They want to beat on their chest like cavemen and threaten anyone who dares consider harming our girl. But Rhys is right. She doesn’t need our permission, and hearing us carry on will only cause her more stress. What we really need to do is support her. Whatever decision she makes.

“So, the cops think they can somehow find Julie by you visiting Brian again?” I ask, and she nods.

“I just have to ask him the right questions. They will have undercover cops posing as visitors as well, but when I go into that room again with Brian, I’ll be on my own. That is if my mum and dad give their permission. They’re thinking about it.”

“But isn’t that too dangerous to go in that room alone with your old foster dad?” Bossi asks, and Rhys shakes her head.

“Nah. Brian was secured to a chair last time. He didn’t try to move off it.” Rhys sighs. “That’s all there is to tell about the cop's visit. Can I have my two orgasms now?”

I don’t know how she does it. Switch off from something so serious just to have sex. Then again, it could be an addiction thing. Needing a hit to escape a stressful moment.

“Since Marcus is all cosy with you, we will kick back and watch him give you the first one.” Bossi, the cheeky fucker, smirks and leans back on the metal handrail, crossing his arms over his chest in challenge. He thinks I won’t go through with it. He thinks I can’t handle being the one being watched. He’s kinda right, but fuck, I really wanna be the one to milk my girl of her stress.

Raising a challenging brow at Bossi, I turn back to Rhee to see her eyes are wide with anticipation. She wants me to do this, so fuck it. I’ll do it.

As I glide my hand from Rhee’s arm to the swell of her perfect breast, I see Garrett getting comfy next to me in my peripheral. Heat rises to my cheeks, knowing I’m being watched as much as our girl is, and as I slip my hand lower between our bodies, I see Hastings’ shadow hovering over the top of me as he stands to get a better view.

“Is this what you want?” I ask Rhee, watching her expression as I slide my hand up her skirt, the feel of her silky thighs making my cock strain.

“Yes. Fuck me just like Peter does.”

I grin wide, bringing my fingers to the fabric covering her heat, which is soaking wet.

“Your panties are soaked.”

“Wait. Who’s Peter?” Simon asks, but I ignore him, running my fingers back and forth until I feel my girl arch a little closer, seeking more.

“Peter is my vibrator. I’ll introduce you to him one day soon.” Rhee says before her lids flutter shut, and she bites her lip as I slip my fingers under the fabric and find her hungry clit.

“Fuck Rhee. You’re so wet. I wanna taste you.” I no longer care that we have an audience, slipping my fingers from her heat and bringing them to my lips, tasting her.

“I’m so jealous right now,” Hastings mumbles from over my head, and Rhys glances up, blowing him a kiss. Then I return my fingers to her molten heat.

Rhee moans as soon as I make contact, and she lifts her hips a little, seeking more. Mimicking her rabbit or what the hell the vibrator is, I press my thumb to her clit while sinking two digits just inside. Instantly she gyrates on my lap, biting her lip and dropping her head back as she loses herself to the sensation.

“You’re a queen, Cherry,” Hastings mutters, stepping down a few steps to come and stand behind our girl, peering over the top of her this time.

“She’s a fucking goddess,” Bossi adds before shifting next to me. I can see him rearrange his dick in his pants. We are all fucking hard as a rock right now. This is what she does to us.

The blare of the bell ringing breaks our little bubble, reminding us we are at school, and thankfully Rhee’s other friends didn’t decide to hang behind the stadium today.

Rhys picks up the pace, and I match it, curling my fingers inside her faster and faster.

“Come for us, Kitten,” Bossi demands, and she grabs at her shirt covered tits, trying to reach her high.

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