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“Stella has been asking me out, but I’ve managed to put her off until now. If her parents are involved, though, it might not hurt to have an in there too.”
“Okay, let me tell you about the rest of my day, and then you can tell me everything you know.”
Max blushes slightly because he knows what’s coming next, but he nods his head in agreement.
“So I was sent to Max’s office after school so I could catch up with what I missed out on in class. That was Brock’s idea, right?”
Max nods. “Yes, I’m certain he was testing both of us. I discovered the cameras in my office when I first started. I wasn’t sure what they were there for, but I guess they were used today.”
“And are you sure they couldn’t see what was going on?” I ask.
“I can guarantee they couldn’t see. Look.” Lathan turns his laptop around, showing me the screen, and I watch as I step into Max’s office. “I hacked the feed when we discovered them, and Max and I did some messing around in case we ever needed to hide anything from the camera. The mic still picks everything up, but watch. When he turns his chair, you can’t see anything.” Everyone crowds in so they can see the laptop. Miller even pushes off the wall and stands behind my chair, resting his hands on the headrest.
We all watch the scene between Max and me, and Lathan is right. Once Max turns his chair, we can’t see anything. I watch as I take off my panties and slide onto his lap, but after that it’s just me grinding on his lap. We can see me, and I applaud my facial expressions, but it really wasn’t that hard considering what he was doing to me. The room falls silent, and the sounds of Max’s filthy words and my moans can be heard. The tension ratchets up even higher, and Ryland’s hand tightens on my foot. I orgasm, and Lathan chuckles.
“Well, I guess that explains one of the orgasms.”
We watch as Max grabs me and shoves me down. We can’t see me anymore, but it’s obvious what I’m supposed to be doing. I hadn’t realized it because I was distracted by the pain in my knees, but he turned his chair enough that we can see my head bobbing up and down on his lap. Luckily I kept up the act instead of just sitting there. No wonder he forced my head down.
We hear the rest of the filthy words come out of his mouth, and he groans again, pretending to come, or so I thought.
“And that explains Max’s orgasm.” Lathan ticks off two on his fingers.
“You came?” I ask him, sounding surprised and feeling a little relieved that it wasn’t just me.
“Yes, honey. There’s only so much dry humping a man can take, and with someone as gorgeous as you bouncing on my lap, well, I’m only human.” Max doesn’t sound embarrassed at all. Finally, someone who doesn’t look at me like I’m a whore. Lathan pauses the video as Max starts telling me to get up and get out.
“Well, it was certainly a good show,” Bishop remarks, sitting back down and adjusting himself.
Max scowls at him. “It did the job. Not five minutes after she left, Brock was knocking on my door. He asked how the meeting went, but I could tell he had been watching the camera by how excited he was. He suggested that if I played my cards right, I could probably wrangle an invitation to an exclusive club, but that was all he said.”
“The sex club?” Miller asks, and Max shrugs.
“Hopefully.”
“Now this is the sex club that is under the bar you work at, right?” I point at Anders, and he nods.
“Yes, we think that’s where it’s at.”
“Well, the foster kids I live with all but confirmed it,” I tell them, and Dayton and Max exchange a look before turning to stare at Miller.
“Hey, don’t look at me. I’ve tried to talk to them, but they all seem a little wary of me. They’ve taken to Mac like a duck to water,” he grumbles, and the others all turn to look at me.
“It’s because Jessica is up his ass. The rest of them are afraid of upsetting her.”
“So what did you find out, Mac?” Dayton leans forward, showing real interest. Huh, maybe he got the bug out of his ass. Hopefully it doesn’t return when we get to the part where he gave me a nice big O.
“One of the missing foster kids told the girls all about working at the bar. Warts and all. She confirmed she worked for private parties held beneath the club and that it was a sex club, but she said they do nasty, depraved shit. It scared the hell out of her, but she was stuck for the time being. She also mentioned that the chief of police is definitely a member of the club. Then they held an auction, but by then, she had received her modeling contract and was leaving, so she packed up and left town.”
“And disappeared,” Lathan says, his fingers flying across the keyboard. “That would be Sybil Cross. Her modeling contract was legit. Her photo appears in the lineup for one of the top talent agencies in New York. As far as we know, they are on the up and up.”
“So she worked for the bar that the two of you are now employed at, right? You have some suspicions about Matthew Stewart, the owner, don’t you, Anders?” Dayton leans back, relaxing a little. He seems to have really calmed down now that we’re talking about the case. I guess it probably helps that we skipped over the bit where he gave me an orgasm.
“Yes, he’s been shifty and very wary from the start. It’s only in the last week or two that I’ve been able to get him to open up a bit, but I deliberately got caught watching some pretty sketchy shit on my phone for him to become that way, and I can’t thank you enough, Mac. I think that blow job secured me an invite to tend bar next time they run the sex club.”
“That would explain the orgasm that you gave Anders then.” Lathan and Ryland chuckle, and I shoot them a wink.
“And you called me out on my activities. Jesus, you’re practically a whore,” Bishop grumbles, but before I can defend myself, a surprising voice jumps in.
