Page 43 of The Secrets We Keep

“And then what?”

“And then once he has his dick out, I’m going to shoot him.” She reached into her purse and pulled out the 9mm she’d stashed inside.

“You can shoot him without his dick ever being part of the equation.”

Sienna sighed. They were wasting time. “I’m not arguing with you about this. It has to look like a mugging while he’s vulnerable. Unless you don’t care about flying under the radar with my uncle anymore. And if that’s the case, I’ll just wander up to his office on Monday and shoot him instead.”

A muscle worked in Luca’s jaw as he appraised her low-cut dress that clung to every curve and stopped at the top of her thighs, barely covering her ass.

“I won’t miss this opportunity. You can stay here if it bothers you that much. I shouldn’t be gone long.”

Luca shoved away from the counter and stalked to the door, yanking it open. He slid a hand over her ass and squeezed when she walked past him into the hallway.

He was silent in the elevator, on the drive, and as they walked the handful of blocks from where she’d parked her sedan to the alley closest to the strip club. But his hands never left her. Touching her hip, her back, her hand, her thigh.

“You probably should have stayed in the car,” she said, nerves fluttering in her belly. How the fuck was she supposed to go through with this with him looking at her that way?

He snorted. “Not a fucking chance, baby girl. Because if he touches you, I’ll shoot him myself.”

“Luca.”

“Don’t worry. I want to watch you kill him. I just don’t want to watch him touch you.”

“Just trust me, okay?”

He slid his arm around her waist, tugging her tight against him, fingers slipping under the dangerously short hem of her dress to trace down the crack of her ass. “I trust you. But don’t forget who this pussy belongs to.” He teased his fingertips over her pussy lips through the thin material of her thong, smiling when he found her already wet. “And who’s going to use it later.”

At the sound of footsteps, Luca loosened his hold, tugging her dress back down and giving her ass a stinging slap before melting into the darkness. She squeezed her thighs together and peeked over her shoulder, trying to find him with her eyes. But the alley’s shadows had swallowed him up, and she forced herself to forget him and focus.

Bringing him along was definitely a bad idea. Because she was prepared to do or touch whatever she needed to in order to do this. The idea that Luca would take it out on her pussy later wasn’t exactly the deterrent he might think it was.

The footsteps grew louder, and the man she was looking for took shape. It was barely dark, but the towering buildings on either side of the narrow street blocked out the light as much as they offered privacy. There weren’t many lights in this area. It wasn’t well maintained by the city, and people didn’t want to know what happened in the dark anyway.

She stepped into a shaft of weak light and twisted so it caught the sequins on her dress. The man slowed the instant he noticed her and subtly changed directions. Sienna smiled when he traveled further up the block instead of jogging across the street.

“Hey, doll,” he said, tucking his hand into his pocket to adjust himself as he raked a gaze down her body. “You look too pretty to be in this part of the city. Are you lost?”

“No. But I still found you.” She sent him a coy smile. “Are you looking for some fun?”

He grinned and stepped closer. “I just finished having some fun, but you are definitely persuading me to have some more.” He looked her up and down again, not bothering to hide his erection now. “How much?”

“Fifty for a blow job. And more for…more,” she added with another teasing grin.

He slid his hand around and cupped her ass, squeezing. “What if I wanted in that tight little asshole?”

“Three hundred. And a condom.”

He sighed, releasing her ass and moving his hands to his belt buckle. “Let’s start with your mouth on my cock. If you’re any good at that, maybe I’ll take some more.”

She let him work his pants down to his thighs as she slid her hands up his arms to his shoulders and rotated him so his back was pressed against the stone wall. He grinned, wrapping his fingers around his cock and stroking it with short, fast jerks.

“You’re going to be a good little cocksucker,” he said, reaching his free hand up to probe against her lips with his finger. “I can tell. Well, on your knees,” he said when she still didn’t make a move to suck him. “Can’t get me in your mouth from way over there.”

Sienna took a step back, eyes wandering from his pumping hand to his face as she reached into her purse. “You think your wife will be disappointed when they find your body in an alley with your pathetic dick hanging out of your pants?”

He jerked, fingers stilling on his cock and eyes narrowing on her face. “What the fuck did you say?”

“Although, if that’s the thing I was stuck riding for the rest of my life, I’d find that even more disappointing. Maybe she’ll be happy to be rid of you.”

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