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Silence.

“Fucking weirdos,” I mutter with a huff. “I bet you’re over there jerking off together, aren’t you? You claim to think I’m a filthy whore, but neither of you are unaffected. I’ve seen the evidence with my own eyes. Felt it even.”

“Reid tries his hardest to cover it, but you were practically begging for it earlier. Torture and tits really got you going, huh, Big Man?”

JD snorts a laugh, confirming what I already know. They’re really fucking close.

“Give me one reason why I shouldn’t turn the shower on again and leave you here. Try and drown that smart mouth right out of you.”

“I don’t have one. And even if I did, it’s not like you’d listen anyway. So what’s it going to be, boys?”

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JD

“Can I trust you to sort her out and not get too excited?” Reid asks, although his eyes don’t leave Alana’s tits.

“Haven’t you heard, Big Man? JD loves breaking all the rules. I wouldn’t trust him if I were you,” Alana taunts.

I glance back at Reid just in time to see his jaw pop with irritation. She’s getting to him. The harder he pushes, the feistier she gets, and he has no idea what to do with it.

“You’re trouble, Dove,” I murmur, pushing from the counter Reid and I are resting against, while she sits here under our burning stare.

As afternoon activities go, it’s a pretty fucking good one. And, I have to admit, Reid has done a killer job on her nipples.

Fuck. My mouth waters just thinking about sucking those bad boys into my mouth and teasing her until she’s squirming.

She was sensitive when I was using the showerhead on them yesterday. They’re going to be even more so now. Once they stop hurting, of course.

Walking around in front of her, I study his handiwork close up.

“You sneaky motherfucker,” I mutter, taking in the pink diamonds in the barbells that match the one in her clit. “Zoomed right on in there, didn’t you?”

I catch the smug prick shrug out of the corner of my eye.

“You’re in charge. I got shit to do.”

“Really?” I ask with a shit-eating grin.

“You know the rules,” he says, before giving Alana one last look before marching down the hallway and up the stairs.

“And then there were two,” I murmur, taking my time to log every inch of her tied up before me.

“Yeah, and you can free me now.”

“Can I?” I ask, reaching out and brushing my thumb over her full bottom lip. She startles at my touch, but she doesn’t pull away. “But what if I had other plans?”

“Depends what they are, I guess,” she teases as my thumb traces the line of her jaw. She tries to jerk away, pretending my touch burns. But it’s all an act.

“You know what he did here, right?” I ask, my eyes shamelessly dropping to her chest.

“I have a good idea, yeah. And if I find out he’s done them wonky, I’ll be taking that needle to his balls,” she seethes.

“Careful, little dove. He would probably love that.”

“Fucking hell, he’s already full of metal, isn’t he?” she mutters, making me smirk.

“If you’re trying to sound uninterested, you’re failing. Just so you know.”

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