Page 89 of As Thick As Thieves

His mouth curved into a smirk as he wrapped his arms around me. “Anonymous tip got his house searched a few years ago. Found some damning evidence on his computer and phone which got him a one-way trip to a prison cell. Bikers, gang members, and even the scariest of psychopaths don’t tend to take too kindly to child abuse, so neither he nor his wife lasted long.”

“Good,” I nodded, giving his chest another quick kiss before turning back to the water to finish showering. I thought that was all he’d come in for, but then he spoke again.

“What’s bothering you? We all noticed you slink off with something on your mind.”

“I’m just a little overwhelmed, that’s all. I just needed five minutes alone,” I answered, not bringing up Stone and risking starting an argument. His arms slid around me, and he sighed.

“Fine, don’t tell me. If you need something to take your mind off whatever it is that’s bothering you, feel free to blow me.”

I snorted, glancing over my shoulder at him. “I’m not doing anything in Estelle’s house. She’s the only parental figure I respect.”

“I was just trying to help,” he shrugged, his hand sliding down my stomach to dip between my legs.

“Knox.”

“Just shut up,” he chuckled, teasing my clit and biting my neck a little harder than I expected, making me hiss out a breath. “This will help both of us forget about the world’s bullshit for five seconds,” he murmured, and despite his dick pressing firmly against my butt, he didn’t try to go further.

The hot water ran down my body, and I moaned as my head fell back against his chest. This was going to be over really fast, the temperature of the water making everything so much more sensitive.

“Put your fingers inside me,” I groaned, grinding against his hand but needing more. He obliged, sliding two inside me while continuing the slow torture on my clit with his thumb. My thighs were tense enough they’d likely ache later, and I bit the inside of my cheek to stop myself from making embarrassing noises that the others would definitely hear. His free hand slid up my chest towards my throat, but he didn’t squeeze hard, he just splayed his fingers out and increased the pressure a little as if to remind me he could one-hundred-percent snap my neck if he wished.

“Once we’re set up in our own house again, me and the guys are going to fucking worship you, Penn. You won’t be able to move for a month. You’ll have all three holes stuffed with our cocks, begging for our cum like a good girl.”

“You play dirty,” I panted, crying out as he worked his hand faster between my legs, my orgasm just out of reach.

His fingers suddenly tightened around my throat, his teeth nipping at my ear as he chuckled. “Dirty words for a dirty fucking girl. Come all over my hand, baby. Scream so the guys know what we’re doing in here.”

I shook my head but my body betrayed me as a startled scream left me the second my climax hit, the hot water making it stronger as he kept fucking me with his fingers. His hand left my throat to wrap around my waist as I slipped, steadying me so he could continue his torment.

He finally stopped and my body slumped in response, not bothering to lift my head as the door creaked open.

“Is this a party?” Drake asked cheerfully, but Knox rinsed me off and turned the water off, helping me out before answering.

“No. I just wanted to say sorry for being a dick last night.”

“Can you say sorry to me too then? You hurt my feelings when you kept telling me to fuck off,” Drake grinned, handing me a towel as I shivered. “We think we found the car that was involved in the shooting. We’re going to go and investigate.”

“I assume I’m not part of the we?” I huffed, a grimace taking over his face.

“Uh, could you stay here? We still need to go over footage for more details, so it’s not like you’re not helping. You could keep going through them and—” I wanted to argue, but if they were going to start letting me be involved with jobs, even if it was searching through security footage, I’d bite my tongue. Maybe if I impressed them or found answers, they’d start taking me on the more risky jobs.

“I can do that,” I smiled, and he gave me the strangest look.

“Like, you’ll stay here and go over the footage without arguing?” he asked, a laugh leaving me.

“Well, the footage is important, right? Maybe I’ll crack the case on my own and get to rub it in your faces?” I turned to Knox who seemed amused by the conversation. “Then I can be the boss and tell you all what to do because I figured it out without help, which makes me pretty skilled.”

“Okay, baby. You keep thinking that,” Knox answered dryly, patting the top of my head. “Will you be okay alone? I don’t want to split up, but—”

“It’s secluded out here and we’re off the road a little. I’ll hear cars on the gravel before they can do anything, and I noticed Estelle has a basement. I’ll keep my phone on me and hide if anything goes wrong, I won’t take risks,” I said seriously, eyeing his naked body as he snatched my towel and quickly dried himself, giving Drake a few moments to check me out.

Knox wandered across the hall to the bedroom completely naked, and Drake happily took the towel he left behind to help me dry off.

“I can stay behind if you need me to,” Drake offered quietly, but I shook my head.

“I’d prefer that you three stayed together. If someone follows you, you have better chances of seeing them early if you have more eyes on the lookout. Text to check in, though, so I know you’re okay,” I asked, giving him a quick kiss that made his face light up.

“I can do that. No offense, but I’m taking five minutes to be selfish and make Cruz be a lookout while Knox rails me. A man has needs, and this chastity house is killing me.”

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