Page 68 of Velvet Cruelty

“Yeah, like you scumbags haven’t already seen it.” Doc pulls open his zipper and works himself into his palm. “Like it, Tesorina?”

January’s gaze is fixed, hypnotized. Has she seen a hard cock before? Is she imagining how it feels?

Doc pumps himself. “Yeah, nice and big, isn’t it? Wanna come sit on it?”

At the other end of the couch, Bobby drains his glass. “January?”

“Fuck off,” Doc snaps but he’s already lost January’s attention.

When she looks at Bobby, her green eyes mellow and I feel a rush of jealousy. She’s never looked at me like that. Never come close. All Bobby’s coolness has vanished. His cheeks are red as he swipes a hand across his mouth. “JJ, if you come here, I’ll… I’ll…”

“What?” Doc sneers. “You’ll stutter at her?”

“…I’ll lick your pussy.”

Silence greets the end of Bobby’s sentence until Doc’s laughter breaks it. “Smooth, man. Very cool.”

January’s face goes even redder, but she doesn’t break eye contact with Bobby.

Looking mortified but determined, he leans forward. “January, I swear to God, you don’t have to do anything to me. I won’t take your virginity. I’ll just take care of you. Touch you. I’ll use my hands. My mouth.”

Her lower lip trembles.

“I’ve dreamed about you for so long, JJ. I’ve fantasized about what you taste like. That’s all I want, to lick you until you come.”

I watch the idea of giving in flash across January’s face.

“Don’t listen to him, Tesorina,” Doc calls. “The minute you let this nice guy asshole near you, your virginity’s gone.”

She frowns.

“Ignore him, JJ. He’ll say anything he needs to win.”

Doc laughs. “I will, Tesorina, because I’m a selfish prick and I don’t lie about it. But what about Bobby? He lies about who he is. He pretended to be your friend then he wasted your bodyguard right in front of you, remember?”

January gasps.

“Jesus,” I hiss. “Is that necessary?”

Bobby turns to Doc, fist raised. “Fucking—”

“Asshole? Sorry, Bash. All’s fair in love and war.”

Bobby opens his mouth, but I get in first. “Anyone who violates rule two is out.”

Doc turns back to January and pats his thighs. “Come on, honey. I’ll pound you like your pussy’s the only thing keeping me alive.”

Bobby swears under his breath. “January, Doc’s killed about a million people, and I never meant to lie to you. I—”

“Just stop talking, please?” January looks like she’s about to faint.

“You idiots are both fucking this up,” I say.

Doc glares at me. “Let’s see you do better.”

“Fine.” I shift in my seat. “Miss Whitehall, guardami.” Look at me.

January’s eyes find mine.

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