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"Because,” she gyrated against my hand, searching for her orgasm. "My mom and I used to garden together."
I smiled, pressing on her clit more harshly, knowing that she was about to come all over my fingers. Her hand clasped my wrist, urging me on, the other arm tight against my head. She was practically fucking my hand.
I played with her tight cunt, bringing her to the very edge of her orgasm until her whole body was strung tight, about to fall over.
"Open your eyes, Aster.”
She didn’t even think about it. She obeyed on command, opening her eyes.
“Now come for me, baby.”
I flicked it one last time and her orgasm ripped through her. A soft moan left her lips, her stomach clenching, her cream flooding my fingers. I kept my finger pressed to her softness, rubbing her out until she whimpered, slumping back against me.
"Now you'll always think of me whenever you see a garden, and how I made you come exactly when I wanted you to.” I pressed my lips to her ear, kissing her. “You will give your heart to me, Aster, I swear it. Then, as soon as you hand it over, I will crush it to a pulp.”
Fourteen
I made Aster change because I was serious about someone else looking at her. She was being defiant from what happened in the garden but I ignored her as we made our way to Escape, one of the lower class stripper joints my father owned and where we’d talk to James.
I could still smell her pussy on my fingers: I wished the smell would never go away.
“Since I’m taking you with me, you need to swear to do what I say, when I say it."
She gave me a feral grin, her voice mocking. "Yes, Daddy.”
I liked the sound of that too much, but it was not the time for games. I frowned, snapping my fingers in her face. “Stop fucking around. Now is not the time to be smart. We have to focus or we could mess things up. Not only for us, but for Bourbon and Rose, too. You understand me?"
"Yes." All trace of sarcasm was gone, replaced by a seriousness that pleased me.
"We're going to meet up with the guard who was with my father when he met with the doctor. Now, I need—”
"Marie," she interrupted. "She has a name, you know. She's not just her profession."
"At least I didn't call her ‘the senator's wife’.”
She only exhaled, staring out the window, not answering me, and I continued, “We’re going to question one of the guards in my father’s inner circle. One whiff of what we're doing and we're in a shit ton of trouble. Understand?"
"Yes, sir."
Even though there was no snark to her tone, I reached out, clipping her chin with my fingers and forced her to look at me. “You will call me sir if and when I request it. Otherwise, Coulter is fine."
Her eyes simmered with repressed anger. "Yes, Coulter. " I let her go, focusing back on the road.
Not wanting to draw attention to ourselves, I parked in a public parking lot, instead of the club lot, then took the back entrance, using my key to get us through the door. Aster was quiet as she followed me past the manager’s office and the dressing room where the strippers got ready. I didn’t glance inside but I knew Dante was there now, in case we needed him.
Leading Aster down the row of private rooms, I stopped outside one of them to listen quietly. Inside I heard what I wanted to hear: James, fucking my spy, Brooke.
I entered, slamming the door back behind me and striding into the room. At the sight of me, James' eyes widened, and he scrambled to pull out and grab his weapon.
I moved quickly, grabbing his wrist and slammed it down on the chair, disarming him easily because he was so surprised. The gun clattered to the floor, and I went for his spare, grabbing it from his ankle, just as he went for it.
Tucking one into the back of my pants, I held the other loosely at my side. There was an awkward silence as we waited for Brooke to dress. She’d found her panties and was yanking them on over her stilettos. Then she grabbed her top, not bothering to put it on before she fled from the room where Dante was waiting to pay her.
"James,” I faced him, made a tsking noise with my tongue. "I'm surprised. You're not usually one to break the rules."
"I didn't." He stammered, his deep-set, blue eyes apprehensive. His cock was still hanging out of his underwear, and his pants were around his calves.
Aster's eyes roamed the room, staring anywhere but at him and his now limp dick.
