Page 56 of Merciless

“I see you were planning on the night with Kane playing out differently,” I mutter.

“Maybe. Maybe not.”

I chuckle.

“Maybe I always wanted to be stuck down here as yours and Reid’s little plaything.”

“Now that conjures up an image I can’t ignore, little dove.”

Turning her back on me, I watch as she unhooks her bra and lets it fall to the ground before she tucks her thumbs into her panties and pushes those from her body too.

Fuck me, this was the best idea I’ve ever had.

She moves slowly toward the shower, her hips sway and her toned ass clenches before reaching in and turning the dial.

I watch her in silence as she waits for the water to warm, and just before she steps inside, she looks over her shoulder.

“I didn’t get the impression Reid was very good at sharing his toys.”

“He has his moments,” I muse as she steps under the spray.

The moan that rips from her throat as the warm water rushes over her skin is downright filthy.

Unfolding my arms, I grip my dick through my sweats and squeeze.

“What else happened at your little meeting, JD?” She shoots over her shoulder as she reaches for the shower gel and begins rubbing it over her curves.

“Not much. Mav got shot down for caring and Victor kicked us out to talk to his golden child alone.”

“Careful, you sound a little jealous there, JD.”

“Of having a father like Victor. I don’t think so,” I scoff.

“So you got kicked out. Did he say anything?”

I laugh. “You really think that because you got naked and showed me your ass, I’m going to tell you everything I know. I was starting to think you were smart, Dove.”

“What is this, tit for tat?”

“I guess you could call it that, yeah. You want something from me, you’re going to need to give me something in return.”

“What if you don’t have anything?” she asks, squirting some shampoo into her hand before soaping up her new, shorter locks.

“I guess that’s a risk you’ll have to take,” I counter as I push from the wall and move closer. My pull to her is too much to deny.

Resting my ass back against the counter opposite her, I curl my fingers around the top in the hope it’ll stop me from reaching for her.

“Does he suspect you and Reid have anything to do with me disappearing?” she asks.

“Nah, he’s fucking clueless.” I laugh. “Almost feel sorry for the poor, miserable fuck. You really have him wrapped around your little finger, don’t you?”

A growl of frustration rumbles deep in her chest.

“It’s weird because I only ever thought men lost their heads to women after getting inside their cunts. But Mav seems to be an exception to the rule. Unless you’ve been lying.” She stills but doesn’t say anything. “Maybe the whole ‘her husband doesn’t treat her right’ line is nothing but bullshit so those men you’ve been keeping entertained feel good about themselves when they fill the hole. Pun intended.”

Silence.

“What’s wrong, little dove? Cat got your tongue all of a sudden?”

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