Page 57 of The Jester and His Outlaw: Part 2

“That’s not how you ask.” My breath hitches when his hips meet my inner thighs. This asshole wants me to say please. I’m half tempted, but the other half is also enjoying this punishment. Kinda hot.

When I hesitate, no doubt a mischievous look on my face, his hand covers my mouth. He reaches between us and pinches my clit. I draw in a breath, but no sound comes out. I maneuver my mouth out from under his hand and bite the edge. His eyes glitter with darkness and he pinches my clit again. I narrow my eyes at him, but I can’t deny how good it feels. This tortuous punishment, I’m here for it.

However, I can’t take much more. I need to come and I’m dying to watch him give me every drop because I know this is agony for him as well. I bat my eyelashes, cracking his resolve and forcing his lips to curve. “Please, Daddy, can I come?”

With those words, he breaks out into a fit of laughter that draws the attention of the leftover partygoers. We raise our brows at them and they shrug and turn back to their conversations. To them, it looks like we are really close to one another in the pool.

“Never call me Daddy again, dear god.” He shudders. “But yes, you can come.” Riggs sets a dangerous pace almost immediately, not giving me a chance to rebound or even think. In seconds, the band in me is about to snap. He must see it in my eyes or feel it in the way I clench around him because his hand comes back to my mouth and covers it. I kiss his palm, then give in to what my body calls for.

My eyes slam shut, my head falling back. Riggs’ hand follows like a pro, absorbing the scream that exits my mouth as I come all over his cock. Pleasure ripples through me, my orgasm so hard I can barely catch my breath.

Riggs pulls out, lifting himself so his cum hits my chest. He lets out a quiet, desperately sexy groan as he joins me in pleasure.

He looks down at the water and grimaces when some splashes on my chest. “Oops.”

We share a quiet laugh, then I climb out to grab my towel and wipe away what’s left of him from my skin.

Riggs effortlessly props his ass up on the concrete ledge.

The patio door swings open, slamming into a potted plant and drawing our attention. That’s when I notice Foxy and her guys sitting across the pool from us. I wonder how much they saw. They, too, are looking at the commotion.

A half naked Jonas stumbles out, Layla tucked haphazardly under his arm. They clearly just did the same thing we did. They don’t seem to notice anyone, laughing to themselves as they search for something. I’m not worried that they’re here, although I question why they are. J didn’t invite them, but I also know the three men that surround Foxy and me constantly will let nothing else happen again.

Jensen and Kai fly up from their seats and stalk across the yard. Riggs follows before I even know what is happening, but he stops halfway, turning back to Foxy and me. Realizing both of us girls are by ourselves, he ushers us together and stays by our side. Chandler said we are not to be left alone unless we are in our bedrooms, doors and windows locked. Even then, there are guards outside. “What the fuck are you doing here?”

“It’s a party, bro,” Jonas says mockingly. In a burst of fury, Jensen hauls his fist back, but my brother is there to catch it. Jensen whips his head around and something silent passes between them.

Jonas laughs like the cat that got the cream.Idiot. He may have gotten one over on Riggs, but standing before him, rather towering over him, are two trained fighters. Their training doesn’t stop at self defense. They could easily take him out.

“Out,” J barks, so loud I flinch where I sit. The furious sound bounces off the water, echoing into the night. I’ve never seen him this mad before and I’m sure he’s pissed that he didn’t realize Jonas had made it in. We all should have known that he would show up and honestly, I’m not sure how he got past my guard. I text Chandler and let him know what happened.

“Oh look! I found your shirt.” Layla breaks free from Jonas and falls almost immediately. Her ankles bend in what looks like a painful way, and I wince. She doesn’t seem to notice, getting right back up and continuing on shaky legs until she makes it to a black blob and picks it up. When she’s back by Jonas’ side, he wraps his arm around her and makes full eye contact with me as if he knew exactly where I was the entire time.

A chill races down my spine. That look was not a friendly one by any means. My stomach hollows out and I’m afraid I’m going to be sick. He’s been here this entire time, and no one knew. How the hell did we not know? Anything could have happened.

Jensen spares no distance, getting directly in Jonas’ face, so he forces the inferior guy to look up at him. “I will knock every fucking tooth in that mouth of yours out if I ever find you close to Charley, Foxy, or anyone at this party ever again. Do I make myself clear?”

Jonas looks at him without focusing. Silently, he sizes the big man up, clutches on to Layla, then turns and disappears back through the house. Jensen and Kai follow quietly to make sure he’s gone.

Before I know it, Riggs sweeps me into his arms. “You’re trembling.”

“Fuck. I guess I am. How did he get in here? Riggs, what the fuck is going on?”

“That asshole’s got some nerve, huh?” Foxy says and places her hand on my back. She rubs gently the same way Riggs does.

“I want to know how he got in here when we have a guard at the door.”

“Money can sway a lot of decisions,” Foxy says, voice grim.

“Wait, what? He’s new, but you really think he took a bribe? Why? Guys, I’m really getting freaked out.”

CHAPTER26

RIGGS

“Riggs, you’re scaring me.”

My right hand grips something tight, my muscles spasming and burning.

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