Page 26 of Dark, Forbidden, & Taboo

“And what exactly am I doing here, River? Clearly, this,” he says motioning toward my sleeping beauty, “isn’t for me.”

I slowly turn my eyes toward him, making contact with the mischievous light, brown eyes that I used to hate looking into and take a deep breath.

“I need you to hold her down.”

He gives me an intrigued look as he folds one arm across his chest, and begins to thoughtfully rub his chin, “How does that help me?”

He’s still bargaining,I realize as I look at Monroe again. I’ve never been more relieved at how heavy of a sleeper she is, that our hushed voices haven’t woken her up yet. “Because you get to have her too.”

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I get on the bed, my knees digging into the mattress, and look up toward Tanner.

He’s settled against the headboard, Monroe’s fragile wrists firmly in his hands, and when our eyes meet again, he gives me a serious look that I didn’t even know he was capable of.

“Whenever you’re ready, River.”

I don’t hesitate.

I reach down and yank Monroe’s panties off, startling her awake.

She lets out a gasp and attempts to sit up, but Tanner holds her firmly in place. He moves her right wrist against the left, holding them both in the palm of one hand, then snaps his fingers to get my attention.

“Toss me those,” he instructs, snapping his fingers.

I fling the flimsy, silky undergarment at him, and he quickly stuffs it into her mouth.

“Screaming for no reason isn’t allowed,” he tells Monroe with a smirk as he separates her wrists again and secures them.

I move up the bed and roughly push her legs apart, spreading her in front of me like the most gourmet buffet I’ll ever get to indulge in.

Her eyes become large as she looks down at her assailant, then a tear rolls down her cheek when she finds me in the place of the monster she was expecting.

Licking the tips of my fingers, I gently begin to rub her perfect, little slit. Unlike Zeni, she has a tuft of raven-black hair covering the prize, and I honestly prefer this better to the bare look.

Leaning forward, I use my other hand to part her precious, little lips, finding her clit with my thumb and press down as I continue to run my other finger up and down her slit.

“You’re already getting wet?” I ask with a smirk.

Monroe’s body is trembling, and I’m sure she’s close to pissing herself, but if she thinks that’s going to stop me, then clearly she heard the tales of the other strippers I’ve had fun with atEden’s Secret.

Some squeeze milk out of their swollen tits. Some piss on the stage for their money, others double up on stage and come as close to fucking as they can without breaking Jazz’s rules.

As I begin to rub her hardened nub with my thumb, I slip a finger into her hole. Just enough to let her know what I intend to do to her, but not deep enough to claim her chastity yet.

I look up at Tanner whose eyes are hazed over with wanton desire and pull my finger out of Monroe’s pussy. Leaning forward, I swipe it quickly against his lower lip, then pull away before he has a chance to lick the taste of my finger.

“Fuck her, River. Or I will,” he breathes as he shifts slightly.

If this is all it takes to get him hard, then I wouldn’t be surprised if he comes in his pants before I pass her off to him.

“Yes, sir,” I say in a mocking tone with a smirk. He grins at me, and I have to bite back that familiar feeling of annoyance.

Tanner Decker may not be my friend, but he’s helping me right now, so I’ll let him have this one.

Chapter

Eleven

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