Page 25 of Dark, Forbidden, & Taboo

Thirty-five painful minutes later, I know that it’s now or never.

“Let’s go.”

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We cross the lot in silence, side by side, our steps full of purpose. Tanner only thinks he’s going to help me break into Monroe’s apartment.

I fed him the little white lie and wrapped it up with a promise ofpussy, although I didn’t tell him who’s it would be.

It’s the compromise I’m willing to taste.

To share the taste of her virginal cunt with him. It’ll get him off my back and I fully intend to give him as much of a show as I can for helping.

By the end of tonight’s tryst; Monroe won’t be as chaste as she was before night fell.

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“Hey,” I say to one of Monroe’s neighbors as we exit the elevator on her floor. The young man gives me a toothy smile as he steps in, then punches the button without another word.

“Friend of yours?” Tanner teases with a sly grin.

“Shut up,” I grumble as I lead the way toward her apartment door.

“This it?” he asks after I stop walking and glance up and down the hall.

I nod as I turn my attention back to the door, sliding a hand into my pocket to retrieve a copy of the key I made.

“Out of the way, amateur,” he says, nudging me to the side, then crouching down in front of the lock.

I raise an eyebrow in amusement when he slides two small metal hooked sticks into the lock, then leans closer to the door.

“Hm … ah! There,” he declares with a grin looking up at me.

“Shh!” I warn him, putting a finger to my lips.

“Sorry,” he replies in a softer tone, a sheepish smile on his face.

Putting a hand gingerly on the doorknob, I give it a tense turn, then push it open, glancing into the dark apartment, before I slide inside and beckon for Tanner to do the same.

Chapter

Ten

We’re standing at the foot of her bed, watching her tiny body, turned on its side as always, the steady breathing accentuating the curves that I’m so goddamn enamored with.

“She’s out cold, isn’t she?” Tanner inquires in a low, curious tone.

I nod without looking at him.

I’m too entranced by Monroe to tear my eyes away from her, and I know that he realizes it when he finally moves away from beside me.

Out of the corner of my eye, I can see him as he makes his way to the side of the bed that Monroe is curled up toward, and leans down to push her hair out of her face.

“Pretty,” he observes.

“Yeah,” I agree wistfully.

I can feel Tanner’s eyes on me as he glances in my direction, then listen to the sound of his quiet scoff as his outline straightens up again.

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