Page 73 of Elicit (Decadence After Dark)

I don’t know what surprises me more, the marks or Jenna’s reaction.

“Big deal about what?” Jett sits next to her. “Let me see.”

Jenna reluctantly reveals her raw wrists. “It’s not a big deal. Your houseguest likes to play rough. That’s all.” She tries to play it off.

Jett inspects both her wrists reprehensibly, clearly unhappy.

“It’s fine, I can handle it.” She pulls her hands out of his grasp. “I’m a professional, remember?”

Jett and I share the same wary look.

“Don’t do anything you’re uncomfortable doing,” Jett sternly reminds her.

“I won’t.” Jenna comes off like a surly teenager. Which she sort of still is. Sometimes we forget she’s only nineteen.

Jett stands and places a long, firm kiss on her head. “I have some things to do,” he relays. “Take it easy today. Both of you.” Jenna and I both nod obediently.

I watch sadly as he takes his breakfast to go.

Once alone, I sit next to Jenna and put my arm around her. “Is it really okay?”

She sniffles suddenly and my heart breaks. “It was pretty awful.” She buries her face in my neck and cries softly. I fall apart. I can empathize with every single thing she’s feeling right now. Dirty, used, frightened. She’s still so young and impressionable. I wish more than anything that she had a different life.

“What do you say we spend the day in bed, find some mindless TV to watch, and binge on popcorn?” I suggest to make her feel better.

Jenna giggles through her tears. “Is binging on popcorn the only thing we can do in bed?” She lifts her head and seduces me with big watery green eyes.

“No.” I trace her lips. “We can do anything you want.”

“Good.” She sniffs. “Because spending the day in bed sounds really good right now.”

“I’m yours all day long.” I kiss her softly, rubbing my tongue sensually against hers.

“Mmm,” she moans, opening her mouth wider and deepening the kiss. “Can we go upstairs and disappear right now?” she asks between intakes of breath.

“Yes.” I lick my way down her neck. “I’ll bring the cherries.”

I SIT IN KAYNE’S LARGEleather office chair and watch the wall of monitors. For now, everything is how it should be.

There’s not one trace left from the massacre the other night and Ellie is still locked away safely in the dungeon. For how long? Only time will tell. She seems to be a bit of a spitfire. Kayne didn’t think she would last a day down there, and here we are, going on number three. We’ve luckily slid under the radar with all the chances we’ve taken. We haven’t had this much excitement in I can’t tell you how long. Hopefully, yesterday was the last of it. I don’t need any more red flags waving while Javier is here.

My attention snags on a monitor broadcasting London and Jenna crawling into bed. Little minxes.

I swear, London is so attached to Jenna I wouldn’t be surprised if we end up in a triad relationship. Not that I would mind. If London wants Jenna, she can have her. And with what she’s doing with those cherries right now, it’s clear she wants her very badly. Lucky little piece of fruit.

I sit back and enjoy the show while keeping my eye on everything else. Fuck, I could watch London eat pussy all day. I’m going to be hard enough to hammer nails by the time those two are done with each other. I rub my cock over my jeans as I watch the pleasure on Jenna’s face. Observe as she grips London’s hair and drops her knees, spreading her legs wider and wider. I nearly combust as my little bird makes her come. Every limb of her naked body shaking with ecstasy. The two are so fucking hot together they could burn the entire house down. My cock has its own heartbeat by the time they switch positions.

I have to stop touching myself as I watch. It’s too easy to just pull on my shaft and share in their desire. I want to save it all for tonight. All for the woman who enraptures me.

My muscles tense beneath my clothes as she squirms. As she lifts her legs and massages her breasts and moans seductively. Not that I can hear her, but I can pretend. I know her sounds by heart.

She comes so freely with Jenna. So wild and untamed. She really is a thunderstorm, lightning striking with every move. I can feel her even now. As she rests with Jenna on her chest.

“Isn’t that a pretty picture?” Kayne comments from behind me. “Did you come in your skinny pants?”

“I’m sure just as hard as you did,” I sneer.

We both chuckle. What man in his right mind wouldn’t come after watching those two?

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